Boss Ji's petite wife

Ding Danchen, whose sight was covered, froze at first, and then his breathing stagnated, his whole body's blood flowed backwards to his brain, humming.

But when Ding Danchen started to tremble, Ji Ming suddenly withdrew his hands and stood up straight.

Ding Danchen's vision brightened instantly, and his head was tilted back because of Ji Ming's action just now. The moment his vision was clear, what he saw was the starry sky above his head.

"Honey, can such a landscape be painted?"

Ji Ming's voice suddenly reached his ears, making Ding Danchen suddenly wake up. He subconsciously looked forward and looked at the other party. The tingling sensation from his Adam's apple was infinitely extended, and his hairs are still standing on end.

At this moment, Ji Ming was standing in front of Ding Danchen, looking down at him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his raised eyes slightly lowered. The teasing emotion in his eyes was too obvious, which made Ding Danchen feel at a loss for a moment.

Ji Ming took a step back, leaning his back against the balcony behind him, his eyes still on Ding Danchen's face.

"I want to ask you something, can you draw it, the scenery..." Ji Ming said halfway, raised his finger to point to the starry sky, then looked down at Ding Danchen, "and the people in the scenery."

Ding Danchen's fingers curled up, trying to restrain the excitement in his body, this kind of Ji Ming was too alluring, it made him excited and impulsive constantly.

Ji Ming saw that Ding Danchen lowered his head suddenly, and wanted to say something more, when he saw Ding Danchen stand up suddenly, take a step forward and approach his direction, and put his hands on both sides of his body for a moment.

"Ji Mingming." Ding Danchen moved his face forward again, shouted in a low voice, rolled his throat, and cast down his eyes involuntarily, landing under the opponent's nose.

Ji Ming looked at the person who suddenly approached him, and...the sudden approaching breath, raised his eyebrows slightly, and took the initiative to poke forward a little.

Ding Danchen didn't expect to get a response to his active probing. The pores all over his body seemed to be screaming. The next moment, he leaned forward and tentatively kissed Ji Ming's thin lips.

Unlike Ji Ming's light touch to leave just now, Ding Danchen's kiss was light and lingering, and the lingering smell of wine passed from Ji Ming's lips to his mouth.

Obviously not drinking, Ding Danchen was suddenly a little drunk, and the hand behind Ji Ming moved forward and directly hugged Ji Ming's waist.

Ji Ming didn't refuse the other party's invitation to kiss, even after the other party hugged him, he raised his hand and clasped the back of Ding Danchen's head to deepen the kiss.

Reason told him, no, stop, for the sake of Ding Danchen's body.

But at this moment, Ding Danchen closed the door of reason for Ji Ming. He pushed Ding Danchen sideways with his backhand to where he was just now, and kissed Ding Danchen deeply instead.

I don't know who said that a man's desire is always mixed with the urge to make people hurt, Ji Ming secretly sighed, this sentence is really fucking right, especially when he brought Ding Shanchen to bed, I think this is especially true!

In the following time, almost only Ding Danchen's muffled groans buried in the pillow and Jiming's various whispered words remained.

The happy time always passed in a muddle, and the next morning, when Ding Danchen woke up, his limbs and bones were no longer excited, but aching like a wheel had run over him.

His eyes were so astringent that it was difficult to open them, but his body was not as wet and sticky as when he fell asleep last night, and he felt a little refreshed amidst the soreness.

Ding Danchen frowned and opened his eyes the moment before his memories came back. Junbai's face showed a trace of forbearance. He rolled his sour eyes and looked around for a while. From one side of his eyes, he saw the side of the bedside. Photos on the cabinet.

Ding Danchen, who had lost the concept of time, first had a corner of his memory uncovered, and then flooded his mind like a flood.

After closing his eyes for a short while, the crazy things from last night clearly appeared in his mind, from Jiming and him in the car to what happened after he came back here.

Thinking of this, Ding Danchen opened his eyes as if in a dream, and subconsciously began to look for another person.

Not in the room, Ding Danchen scanned around and came to this conclusion. He glanced at the sky outside through the window on the balcony. It seemed that it was already late, but last night things were thrown on the floor in a mess. I can't find my watch and mobile phone, so I have no concept of time.

Ding Danchen thought about it like this, supported his arms to make himself sit up with difficulty, and then the quilt on his body slid down, and he saw various deep and shallow marks on his upper body.

Ding Danchen's head buzzed, his face suddenly turned red, and he subconsciously pulled the quilt up to cover it.

At this moment, the door of the room clicked and was opened from the outside.

Seeing the person who was already half sitting up, Ji Ming was taken aback for a moment, then walked in and closed the door.

"woke up?"

Ji Ming walked over, raised his hand and touched Ding Danchen's forehead, the temperature was normal.

"What time is it?"

Ding Danchen opened his mouth, originally wanting to ask what time it is, but when he opened his mouth, he found that his throat seemed to be glued together, and his voice was hoarse and hoarse.

"It's past one o'clock in the afternoon." Ji Ming guessed what Ding Danchen was going to ask, and answered him, and then said: "Do you want to sleep longer?"

Ding Danchen shook his head. Apart from his mind being muddled, every part of his body hurts. Now that he is conscious, he doesn't feel sleepy at all.

"Then have something to eat, I'll send porridge over." Ji Ming said.

Ding Danchen nodded, but paused when he was about to get up, and then looked at Ji Ming stiffly.

When Ji Ming saw the other party looking over, there was still a hint of embarrassment in his eyes, and he was also taken aback for a moment, but the next moment he saw Ding Danchen's embarrassing eyes, he understood.

Ji Ming actually prepared clothes for Ding Danchen early in the morning, but at this moment, seeing the other party blushing suddenly, he couldn't help but want to tease him, so he said: "The clothes are wrinkled, or you can wear mine first."

Sure enough, when Ding Danchen heard what Ji Ming said that his clothes were wrinkled, his face turned even redder, and he staggered his eyes to cover up, not looking in Ji Ming's direction, and responded in a low voice.

"The clothes are here, I'll wait for you downstairs."

Ji Ming looked at Ding Danchen who heard his words and responded, but didn't seem to move, and laughed secretly in his heart, "I saw it last night, why am I suddenly shy, I haven't seen anything on you. "

Leaving such a hooligan remark and Ding Danchen's face flushed red, Ji Ming went downstairs in a good mood.

About ten minutes later, Ding Danchen came down from upstairs, his face was refreshed, obviously he had just washed, but there was still a trace of red on his cheeks.

Ding Danchen looked at Ji Ming who was sitting downstairs, and subconsciously pulled the neckline with his fingertips. The clothes Ji Ming prepared for him had a very low neckline, revealing a large area of ​​skin under his neck, and the black trousers were very comfortable.

"Sit here." Seeing Ding Danchen approaching, Ji Ming stood up and took the seat beside him.

Ding Danchen looked at the suddenly more soft cushions on the chair, his eyes flickered again unconsciously, and the tips of his ears turned red again.

"Eat something to cushion first, and then go to rest for a while after eating."

Ji Ming pushed the porridge in front of Ding Danchen and said.

It took too long yesterday, and when the two of them slept, the sky outside was actually a little brighter.

Considering that today is the weekend, and fortunately today is the weekend, Ding Danchen nodded silently, then bowed his head and started to eat.

During this period, Ji Ming seemed to be a different person, propped his head with one hand, and kept looking in Ding Danchen's direction.

It was difficult for Ding Danchen not to notice such a straightforward gaze. He drank the porridge awkwardly, and finally couldn't hold back his gaze from turning his head to Shang Ji Ming.

"What's the matter?" Ding Danchen pursed his lips, swallowed the porridge in his mouth, and asked.

"It's nothing, I just want to feel it."

Ji Ming's answer was vague. In fact, he wanted to say that he finally understood why Ding Danchen's eyes always fell on him unconsciously.

At this time, he was no different from the previous Ding Danchen. Since yesterday, his eyes always seemed to want to see Ding Danchen intentionally or unintentionally.

Ding Danchen didn't understand the meaning of Ji Ming's words, and was about to put down the spoon to ask, but Ji Ming raised his hand and pressed his fingers, "I just want to see you after eating yours."

Ding Danchen was taken aback, blinked his eyes, and when he heard Ji Ming say this without blushing, his heart jumped up suddenly, and then he turned his head unnaturally and continued to eat.

And Ji Ming stared at Ding Danchen like this, from his eyes to the bridge of his nose, then from his lips to his Adam's apple, and then from the faint marks on his collar to Ding Danchen's red ears.

When Ding Danchen finally put down the bowl and chopsticks, Ji Ming could barely look away, and the corners of his mouth turned up uncontrollably.

"Ji Mingming, you"

Ding Danchen put down the spoon and wiped his mouth before turning his head to speak.

"You go to rest first, I'll make a call." Ji Ming looked at Ding Danchen, knowing that Ding Danchen was looking for a topic, so he said.

When Ding Danchen heard that the other party was going to make a call, he thought that the other party was busy with something, so he swallowed the words, nodded, got up and went upstairs.

In fact, although he ate, he didn't eat much, because he was really uncomfortable. After returning to the room, he couldn't bear the fatigue of his body after all, and stuffed himself into the quilt again.

Ding Danchen was lying on his side. As soon as he was free at this time, he began to think about what happened yesterday, repeating the scene of last night over and over again in his mind, and fell asleep after a while.

It was at this time that Ji Ming entered the door. His movements were very light, so Ding Danchen was not disturbed.

He walked to the side of the bed, looked at the person lying on his side with his back turned to him, his brows that were originally light and sharp softened unconsciously.

Ji Ming pulled back the quilt and lay down next to Ding Danchen. After a long time, he turned sideways and put his arms around Ding Danchen's waist from behind, his lips imprinted on the back of Ding Danchen's neck.

"Did you feel it?"

Ji Ming obviously felt that the people under his hands froze, so he asked with a low laugh.

"What do you feel?" Ding Danchen asked hoarsely after being awakened.

Ji Ming paused for a moment, the arms around the opponent's waist tightened slightly, the tip of his nose rubbed against the hair behind the opponent's head, and his low voice came to Ding Danchen's ear, "It's terrible for a 27-year-old man to have sex."