man in play

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"It's like you don't live in a high-end neighborhood." Jodie didn't want to argue with her because of the food, "What about that?" She pointed to the kitchen.

"Takeaway in Chinatown." Chris replied, "You are not allowed to come in, you have to go to the door to get it." She looked at the clock on the wall, "It's just in time for dinner, and you have a lot of things to do in your high-end neighborhood." She When she said this, her tone was natural and scary, as if the person who was full of praise for this neighborhood just now was just a woman she didn't know where.

Smooth and delicious fish fillets, soft rice grains, a little salt and a little green onion.The two of them were sitting at both ends of the sofa with bowls of fish porridge, each eating the food in the bowls without saying a word.The silence in the room made Jodie uncomfortable. She couldn't stand the atmosphere and wanted to turn on the TV to ease the embarrassment. She pressed the switch several times, but the TV screen was still dark.

She had been away from home for so long that even the batteries in the remote were dead.

Chris sat on the other side of the sofa and couldn't help laughing lowly when he saw her set of operations, and Jodie was even more embarrassed by her low laugh.She randomly stuffed the remote control into the gap of the sofa cushion, and swallowed the porridge without thinking about boiling it. When she was about to get up, Chris walked up to her with an empty bowl, and took her bowl with her hand. He stacked his own and went to the kitchen.

"I'll just go and brush." ​​Jodie followed her into the kitchen, embarrassed to keep Chris busy for her like this.

"Doesn't your house have a dishwasher?" Chris held the bowl in one hand, and leaned on the kitchen door frame with the other, turning his head and asked her, "Or does your dishwasher also have batteries?"

"It should still work." Jodie's years of experience made her refuse to argue with Chris on such meaningless things, "Why are you here?" She tried to change the subject, but when she saw the meaning that Chris raised When she smiled, she suddenly felt that this topic seemed so bad.

"You miss me." The not-so-clear mind was pointed out with a single word, and Jodie couldn't think of any rebuttal at the beginning, "You can only see me if you think about me." Chris threw the bowl and spoon into the dishwasher , raised his head, and stared straight at her.

"You're an adult, and I'm not your fairy." *jodie didn't want to elevate such a boring bickering into the realm of philosophical discussion, so she leaned against the tiled wall with her arms folded, talking about the dishwasher while working Buzz and chris crap.

"Then what do you want to be?" Chris shook off the drops of water on his hands, stood up, and walked in front of Jodie in just two steps.

"You know," Jodie put her hand on the other's chin, "I want to be a good screenwriter," she smiled, "maybe I'll be a director in the future."

Chris knew that she was such a silly answer and was so angry that he almost laughed.She tilted her head, let her chin pass Jodie's protruding hand, then clasped the other's fingers, and pecked lightly on Jodie's fingertips.

Most of Jodie's body was hot from her blow, she pulled her hand out of the opponent's palm suddenly, and took two steps back, thinking of quickly escaping from the kitchen, which is a place of right and wrong.It's a pity that she used to be handsome and leaned against the wall. She was handsome enough, but it was not so convenient when she wanted to leave.

Jodie subconsciously raised her hand to block it, her hands were already on Chris's shoulders, but the other party just leaned close to her ear and didn't make any further movements.This situation made Jodie feel that he was a little overreacted.

"Is it okay?" Chris asked her, pulling back a little along with her strength, almost touching the tip of her nose.

"It's only because of this that I thought of asking me." Jodie complained softly, leaning back to avoid contact with her, "What if I say no?"

"Forget it." A kiss lightly landed on the corner of Jodie's lips, as if she really gave up like this, turning all the suppressed emotions into a touch that was not much more intimate than a kiss.

Obviously she was taken advantage of, but Jodie tasted [-]% grievances on her.She was a little at a loss by Chris's grievances, so she had to lean her back against the tile wall and let him hug her, until Chris couldn't stand the silence, let go of his hand and took a step back slowly.

"I'm going back to the room, you can do whatever you want." Jodie nodded slightly to her, not daring to meet Chris's eyes, and hurried back to the room.

Jodie sat on the edge of the bed with her legs curled up, her face covered with her hands began to feel hot.She knew that if Chris just had a little more persistence, it might be a different situation now.The rapid heartbeat made her feel uncomfortable, and the sticky feeling between her legs made her feel even hotter.

She took a deep breath, stood up and went to the closet to get a change of clothes.The bedroom door was pushed open with a creak when she turned her back, followed by the sound of the door being locked with a click.

"You said you wanted me to do it myself."

Jodie hugged the clothes in her hand, turned back to face Chris, but didn't speak.

"You only said 'if' after all."

Jodie also lowered her eyes this time, not even daring to look at her.

"What are you afraid of in the end?"

"I don't know." Jodie would rather know the reason for her hesitation, perhaps at the beginning she was still worried about the possibility of the other party's recklessness and abandonment.But based on her current state, I'm afraid she is no better than being dumped.

"Aren't you going to give it a try?" Chris approached tentatively, with a soft tone like a parent coaxing a child to go to kindergarten, "I will stop when you refuse."

She put her arms around Jodie's waist, and saw that she was stiff but did not resist, so she carefully pressed her lips on it.First it was a touch-and-leave temptation, and then a gentle rub, until seeing Jodie obediently closed her eyes, and then began to bite her lower lip. Chris opened her white teeth with the tip of his tongue, caressed her waist with the palm of his hand through the light nightgown, and heard her panting as he wished when his lips parted.

*Borrowing from Disney, I forgot the specific movie, but there is a setting that "only children will see their little fairies"

Chapter 19 Chapter 19

"Can I?" Chris's hand rests on the hem of Jodie's nightdress, not sure if she's in the mood or just flirting.

"No?" Jodie hooked her neck and asked with squinted eyes.

"Don't make trouble," Chris nibbled on her neck, "You don't have such a good temper when you hate me."

"You've never had such a lot of things——" The rest of the words were sealed in the throat by Chris's kiss, and Jodie sank into the soft bedding, a bit regretful that she didn't ask the housekeeping company to come in advance to take advantage of the good days Help dry the quilt.

Jodie thinks that only if she has never got Chris, she must be the snow-covered Mount Fuji all the year round.In fact, Chris was obviously hot like a fire, scorching her body so hot from the inside out that even her thoughts were melted in this passion.

It was as if a layer of tulle was covered in front of Jodie's eyes, whether it was the furnishings in the room or Chris, they all turned into blurred outlines in Jodie's eyes.And even so, when Chris' fingers touched the wet heat under her body, Jodie still saw a teasing smile on her face that she hadn't seen for a long time.

This made her even hotter, ashamed and angry, Jodie hooked a strand of blond hair that was scattered on the side of Chris's face and pulled it in his hands. Chris snorted in pain. She rescued her long hair from between Jodie's fingers, held her hands and clasped her wrists on the chuáng, and sucked down her chin lightly and hard again.

Jodie's consciousness was shattered by Chris, she was indulging in boundless passion, but seemed lost in a vast and beautiful dream.

There was a huge and fiery fireball in front of her. She was floating in mid-air, her limbs were struggling, but she was no match for the huge gravitational force of the fireball.The further she moved forward, the stronger the burning sensation in the air became. Her throat was hoarse from the heat, and she tried to open her mouth but couldn't make any sound.

She kept flying towards the fireball like this, as if her entire life was meant to touch that touch of light and heat.