Ni Jiu - INTOXICATED (NOVEL)

Chapter 24

Lian Jue never felt that he was a decent man.

There is no doubt about maintaining a clear head and reason in business affairs, and it is absolutely unnecessary to exercise restraint in bed affairs. In fact, he has never been casual in this regard, but he is not someone who will wrong himself.

The quilt was pulled aside by him, Shen Tingwei probably felt cold, laying on his side on the bed, with his arms folded and lightly placed in front of his lower abdomen, his legs slowly curled up, probably because of the injury on his calf. He took a light breath, adjusted his sleeping position, turned his body upright, and put his legs flat.

He didn’t wear the pajamas prepared in the closet. He didn’t know if it was the wrong size or he was not used to it. He only wore a loose cotton T, and half of the collarbone was exposed from under the oversized neckline. The hem of the T-shirt lifted a little as he turned over, and the exposed lower abdomen was smooth and flat, rising and falling slightly with his breathing.

Shen Ting’s lack of defense in his sleepless sleep made Lian Jue’s drunkenness even worse.

He covered his body, as if his flaming palm was rubbing the milky white soft belly. Shen Tingwei woke up abruptly almost as soon as his hand was on it, and his eyes that had not fully recovered their clarity seemed to be drenched in water. Guang, terrified, looked at Shang Lianjue’s very deep eyes.

“Why did you wake up?”

Lian Jue lowered his head, breathing very close, the hot breath and the light fragrance of cologne sprayed on Shen Tingwei’s face. Shen Ting didn’t want to hide, but

was pressed by Lian Jue and couldn’t move.

Lian Jue’s intention was too obvious, Shen Tingwei’s drowsiness was completely frightened, and he pushed his hand in a panic: “Mr. Lian…”

Lian Jue’s eyes carried a very strong sense of oppression, as if they were real, they tightly wrapped the person under him: “Aren’t you pretending to be asleep?”

Whether Shen Tingwei was pretending to be asleep was not within Lian Jue’s thinking. Shen Tingwei’s T-shirt was lifted to his chest by Lian Jue. His body was as shy as anyone else’s, and his fair skin became pale when Lian Jue’s hand covered it. Lian Jue stared at him, and his quickened breathing made Shen Tingwei’s chest rise and fall faster. It was a scene that made people’s blood boil just by sight.

Shen Ting was not scorched by his scorching gaze, moving faster than thinking, instinctively propped up his body and tried desperately to dodge back, trying to escape the shackles of Lian Jue.

He was like a frightened rabbit, breathing heavily, and his nose quickly turned red: “You, you are drunk.”

“Yeah.” Lian Jue didn’t deny it, he watched Shen Tingwei’s trembling eyelashes slowly get wet with thin tears, and the genitals on Shen Tingwei’s thighs became harder under his struggle.

Shen Ting tightened his legs without resistance, the end of his eyes became redder, and the lingering sweetness in his nose ignited the remaining reason in Lian Jue’s brain. Squeeze your hips between his legs. “What are you hiding?” Lian Jue’s dry lips were pressed against Shen Tingwei’s auricle, and the foul language hit the eardrums along the ear canal, his tone sounded like coaxing, “Don’t you like being fucked by me?”

His thing is as solid as a rock, and through the thin satin household trousers, the delicate and delicate soft flesh at the base of Shen Tingwei’s thigh is placed on top of it. How did you beg me to fuck you before, and you forgot about it after just over a month?”

Shen Ting didn’t hurt him so much, his eyes quickly turned red, but he bit his lip to hold back.

Lian Jue was originally fierce in bed affairs, and I am afraid it is not important when he is drunk. He can’t beat Lian Jue no matter what his strength is, so he had to lower his posture as much as possible and persuade Lian Jue softly: “It’s time to rest. …” He pushed Lian Jue’s shoulder, “Your room is upstairs, Mr. Lian.”