Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

When Yanqing finally let go of her, there was still some excitement in the ice blue eyes.

He licked the corner of his mouth.

"Sweet."

Jiang Zijin's lips were swollen, bright red, her almond eyes were half closed, and her curled eyelashes kept trembling.

The gorgeous facial features are still a little dazed, and the mouth is slightly opened, revealing the soft red tip of the tongue.

"Go away..."

Yanqing's breath was stagnant, he blinked, and his expression was absent for a moment.

"Don't cry."

He wiped away the tears from Jiang Zijin's eyelashes.

"Why do you keep crying?"

Jiang Zijin avoided his hand.

"..."

Yan Qing looked at her, neither of them spoke for a moment, nor did he forcefully touch her, his eyes flickered.

"You don't want to talk to me?"

Jiang Zijin used actions to show her rejection.

"Just because I kissed you?"

Jiang Zijin was silent.

......

In the end, it was Yanqing who was defeated first, he sighed and said:

"Stop crying, it's my fault."

Jiang Zijin's eyelashes trembled.

Yanqing said, "Take care of me."

Seeing Jiang Zijin's reticent look, he lowered his head and wanted to kiss again.

"Snapped--"

In the next second, Yan Qing's cheeks hurt, and he was beaten slightly to the side——

The pain on his face made Yan Qing stunned for several seconds.

His ice-blue eyes sank, and his tone was gloomy, "Jiang Zijin, you're endless..."

Second time.

Still playing in the same position.

It was heavier than the one that hit him before, enough to show how angry Jiang Zijin was.

Jiang Zijin's voice was crying, "Yanqing, you are crazy, crazy..."

As soon as Yan Qing turned his head, he saw Jiang Zijin's eyes that were red from crying, and the eye sockets were moist. When he saw him turn around, he closed his eyes in fear, his soft hands tightly clutched the tablecloth, and his nose was red from crying.

As soon as Yan Qing stopped speaking, he even forgot what he was going to say next.

One second he was still yelling at her, the next second his voice was as low as a mosquito.

"Scare you..."

"do not Cry."

There was still a ridiculous slap on his handsome face, but his voice was not as aggressive as before.

"You hit me, why are you crying..."

"Hey."

Yan Qing called her, "I'm talking to you."

Jiang Zijin cried so hard that he didn't even look at him.

Yanqing: "..."

He awkwardly apologized to her, wanted to touch her but dared not touch her, for fear that Jiang Zijin would cry again.

"sorry......"

It's hard to coax.

"Can I let you call again?"

Yanqing didn't want to do anything to her.

Seeing her cry, I felt a little helpless and a little silly.

"Let you fight."

He stretched out a finger to poke Jiang Zijin's face, it was still moist, the skin was soft and warm.

"My face is close." Yanqing said, "Do you want to fight?"

"Jin Jin."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zijin bit his hand.

Yanqing frowned, but didn't pull back, a sharp pain came from his hand.

"Bite."

"Bite as you please."

Jiang Zijin tasted the smell of blood, it was very bitter, she frowned slightly before letting go.

"Your teeth are so sharp." Yan Qing rubbed her canine teeth cheaply, "Are you relieved?"

Jiang Zijin wished he could just bite off his hand.

Yan Qing's hand was bitten, and blood beads came out, and it was covered with a layer of water.

"Stop biting for a while?"

Jiang Zijin said, "Go away."

Yan Qing blinked, stood away: "..."

Jiang Zijin's waist was weak, she straightened up, propped her hands down, and sat on the dining table.

The long black dress was crumpled.The same is true for Yanqing, with his collar open, revealing his pale chest.

If someone else broke in, the appointment would misunderstand what happened here.

Jiang Zijin didn't want to cry most of the time, but she couldn't control her physical reaction, her eyes would turn red when she was angry, and shed tears when she was in pain.

There is no way to control it.

Yanqing leaned forward eagerly, "Aren't you angry?"

Jiang Zijin stepped on the stool, and her shoes fell out of nowhere when she was struggling.

"angry."

She threw down two words stiffly.

Maybe it's because Yanqing's way of leaning towards her with a wound on his face is so ridiculous that Jiang Zijin is not as afraid of him as he was in the beginning.

"I'll find you shoes."

Yan Qing's face was a little pale, and he covered the wound on his chest.

That son of a bitch at Ji Yanli beat him too hard, he came here just to kill him.

This time it was a tie, he was injured and Ji Yanli was also seriously injured, will he come to pester him for a while.

He had enough time to spend with Jiang Zijin.

Jiang Zijin pointed to the ground, and said softly, "There."

Yan Qing knelt down to pick up Jiang Zijin's shoes, just now he was only focused on kissing her, and he kicked the dropped shoes to the back of the table.

After finally picking it up, Yanqing was momentarily dazed while holding the shoe in his hand.

No.

Didn't he come to trouble Jiang Zijin?

It doesn't suit him to squat here and pick up shoes...

The thoughts in his mind were short-circuited the moment he saw Jiang Zijin's moist eyes, red eye tails, and pink cheeks.

I'm so annoying.

"shoe."

Yan Qing stood up, couldn't help leaning over again, "Shall I walk through for you?"

Jiang Zijin pursed her lips and said nothing.

Saying that others are dogs, obviously he is the one who resembles the dog the most.

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your agreement."

Everywhere in Jiang Zijin's body was white, and her face was beautiful. When she was obediently sitting on the table, she was as delicate as a doll.

She was still angry that Yanqing kissed her, and she couldn't swear at others, so she hooked Yanqing.

Yan Qing narrowed his eyes.

It's like being funny to a dog.

But he passed obediently.

Jiang Zijin's ankle bones were pink, her feet were beautiful, and her nails were round and delicate.

He held it in his hand, and in the other hand he held the shoe for her to wear.

The touch is as smooth as jade.

Feeling the coldness of his fingers, Jiang Zijin shrank back a little uncomfortable.

She deliberately did not cooperate, her feet dangling all over the place.

He stepped on Yanqing at once.

Yanqing: "..."

Jiang Zijin looked down at him with an innocent face.

Yanqing looked up at her and said, "Why, didn't you ask me to wear it for you, don't move."

Jiang Zijin said, "Ice."

Yan Qing muttered in his heart, how difficult it is to serve.

He didn't have any temperature in his body, and he didn't even bother to maintain his body temperature when he was injured.

Yanqing heated his hand to a constant temperature before putting the other on her.

"Ancestor, is it alright?"

Jiang Zijin was distracted by his words, her almond eyes were bent, and two sweet dimples appeared on her cheeks.

Yan Qing touched his chest, just now being stepped on by Jiang Zijin, the pain made him break out in a cold sweat.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Jiang Zijin thought it was because she had gone too far just now and made him angry.

"you......"

Yanqing exhaled lightly, his icy blue eyes were burning like melting snow mountains.

"If you don't break up with me, today's matter will be over."

"I've been fucking beaten up like this, and you still give me a face."