As She Wished

50

Fu Jing had taken a few more steps, returning to the road, slowly running out of energy and unable to walk.

She paused, pulling Gu Celadon's sleeve, looking at her pitifully.

"..."

Gu Celadon was not surprised at all, "carry you back."

"Really," Fu Jing was extremely surprised. "Maybe I will? It's quite heavy."

"Well, it's quite heavy."

"...You haven't memorized it yet."

Gu Celadon turned her back, and after carrying her on her back, he smiled indifferently and said, "Some things are certain."

Fu Jing: "..."

Fu Jing lay on her body, staring at the roadside and swaying all kinds of plants that were too clear, and the corners of her lips couldn't stop smiling, so that she didn't speak for a long time.

Just as Gu Celadon sighed secretly, she was pretty good.

Next? Second.

Fu Jing pressed her cheek and rubbed her face. Itchy, Gu Celadon turned his head slightly, "Little devil, be honest."

She slapped Fu Jing's butt smoothly.

"you!"

Fu Jing blushed instantly, speechless, and his fascination spread to his neck with shame.

Immediately he suffocated his face in dissatisfaction, and felt like one? Do two? Don't hesitate, so he turned his face and kissed her on the neck. The kisses fell continuously, and with the warm breathing, she even licked her tongue.

"..."

Gu Celadon paused and reluctantly put her down, "What are you going to do?"

Fu Jing reached out and hugged her waist.

"Make you trouble."

With pink on her cheeks, she lifted her chin slightly, and she made no secret of her desire for her in her eyes.

Lowering her head, another kiss fell on her neck.

The moon was dim and there was no one around.

Only unknown bugs are calling.

Gu Celadon hugged her tightly, found it useless, and turned to grab the back collar of her dress. First, let this little ghost who knows the true drunk and fake drunken relatives take a distance.

Fu Jing struggled, trying to remove her hand.

Gu Celadon raised his face, "Throw you here again like this."

A low tone, specifically to scare her.

Fu Jing was so fierce by her that she shrank her head and stared at her blankly.

After a long while, he coquettishly buried his face in her arms.

She murmured:

"One? For a while? Let me kiss for a while? Let me stop... Why does my sister always hang me... Scumbag!"

The previous words were vague, and Gu Celadon had to listen carefully.

The last three words were thrown backwards.

Following the sound, he sighed slightly, "Hey..."

"..."

"Heh," Gu Celadon laughed almost instantaneously. She curled her lips and smiled. She raised her hand to pinch Fu Jing's cheek and asked, "What do you think of me? It seems that you are drinking. Tell the truth later?"