More to come [Rebirth] (GL)

Speaking of which, she hasn't taken out the safety button after she was reborn.Before she died in the previous life, she still held the safety button in her hand.

I don't remember if anyone opened her palm to take out the safety buckle after she died...

Ji Youyan opened the shower head, and his thoughts scattered.

After taking a shower, Ji Youyan wiped his body, wrapped himself in a bathrobe in a vacuum, and went out.Jing Xiu had already done her hair, and sat on the bed with her eyes closed to rest.

Hearing Ji Yuyan's footsteps, Jing Xiu opened his eyes and looked over, his eyes wavered.

"Ah Xiu, I accidentally dropped your clothes just now, and when I picked them up, two safety buttons fell out." Ji Youyan said casually as he rubbed his hair.

Jing Xiu's body froze suddenly.

Ji Yuyan didn't notice it, and continued: "It fell on the non-slip mat, and it didn't crack. You should take it out first when you change your clothes next time."

Jing Xiu calmly breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, I'll make a note of it."

Ji Yuyan put down the towel and climbed onto the bed, "Did the old monk give us one before?" She lay on Jing Xiu's lap.

Jing Xiu hesitated and said, "Yes."

"What about the other red one?"

Jing Xiu's expression was unnatural for a moment, and he avoided the seriousness and said lightly: "I got it by accident."

Afraid that Ji Yuyan would get to the bottom of it, she reached out and rubbed Ji Yuyan's wet hair, and changed the subject: "Get up, chuīgān your hair."

Ji Youyan rubbed Jing Xiu with his chin across the quilt, "Would you help me chuī?"

Jing Xiu chuckled lightly, neither responding well nor badly.

Ji Youyan knew that she had acquiesced, so he sat up and took the electric fan, plugged it in, and handed it to Jing Xiu.

She was sitting cross-legged, looking obediently waiting for chuī.Jing Xiu gave her a disgusted look, then straightened up and knelt down to help her cut her hair.

Just a short distance away, the fragrance of shower gel on Jing Xiu's body lingers on the tip of Ji Yuyan's nose, faintly tugging at Ji Yuyan's heartstrings.Ji Yuyan looked at the waist in the foreground, feeling her slender white fingers moving around her, like some emotional moments...

The electric chuī wind seemed to chuīgān not only Ji Yuyan's hair, but also the air flowing between them.

It's getting hotter and hotter.

Jing Xiu noticed Ji Youyan's eyes getting hotter, and his mind was slowly drifting away...

Ji Youyan's throat slid up and down, obeying his desire, and reached out to hug Jing Xiu.Jing Xiu's heart missed a beat, and he froze.

"Don't move around, your hair hasn't chuīgān yet." Her voice trembled slightly.That's what she said, but she turned off the electric fan in time.

Ji Youyan knelt and sat up next to her, Jing Xiu's body suddenly softened due to the shivering sensation caused by the friction, and the heat surged down.

Ji Youyan found her red lips, and kissed her passionately and presumptuously, robbing her of her breath and sanity, and slowly fell down under her pressure.

"Hair is dry. Ah Xiu, is there another place where your hair is wetter than mine, and you need me to help you." Ji Youyan bit her ear and said softly.

Jing Xiu was full of coquettishness, and the roots of her ears were so red that they were about to bleed.She turned from defense to offense, turned her head and blocked Ji Youyan's embarrassing words with her lips.

"A Xiu..."

"you shut up……"

Ji Youyan obeyed pamperingly, replacing words with actions.

The belt was pulled open, the bathrobe was peeled off, and the sound of panting lingered...

The moment làngcháo hit, Jing Xiu bit her lower lip tightly, trying to restrain that embarrassing voice.She half arched her body, helplessly grabbed the bed sheet under her body with one hand, and pushed Ji Yuyan's shoulder with the other, trying to escape and get closer.She has always been as cold as a lotus, but at this moment she is as coquettish as a blooming rose.

Ji Yuyan put his hand on the back of her hand, separated his fingers, and interlocked with hers.

She kissed and comforted Jing Xiu tenderly.The extreme sense of satisfaction and happiness made her feel unreal.

Tears gradually wet Jingxiu's cheeks.

Jing Xiu opened his blurred eyes and bumped into Ji Youyan's wet eyes, his heart softened.

She stretched out her weak arms and brushed away Ji Youyan's sweaty forehead hair.

"Je t'aime." Her voice was hoarse and tired, but her eyes were full of smiles, tender as water.

The author has something to say: I am sour.

Sister Ji didn't sleep well last night, I jio that she should sleep.

Sister Ji hangs coffee and changes her life by force: a book is satisfied

ps: The last sentence means I love you in French.

Chapter 94

Jing Xiu has always been a person who does more than talks. He is obviously a passionate Frenchman, but his temperament seems to have completely followed the restraint of his mother. The words "like" and "love" were spoken by Ji Youyan except when he broke the ambiguity back then, and Ji Youyan seldom heard Jing Xiu bluntly confide.

Such a person who is used to protecting himself with coldness and calmness, but at this moment he unreservedly opens his body to accept himself, opens his heart to express love, and still wants to comfort himself in such a situation.Ji Youyan's heart hurts.

How Jing Xiu loves her.

This is her lost treasure.In the blink of an eye, Ji Youyan burst into tears again.

Jing Xiu gently wiped her tears with his thumb, and said hoarsely: "Who is the little crying bag?"

Ji Youyan stopped tears and smiled embarrassedly.She tilted her head and kissed Jing Xiu's palm and said, "Who are you talking about?"

"Which little crying bag made the pillow wet?" She took Jing Xiu's hand and pressed it on the pillow, leaning down and whispering in Jing Xiu's ear.