Inferior pampering

Chapter 116

　He Zhuo's eyes darkened: "Check carefully."

　　He turned over and pressed the cat on the sofa, and picked up a leg.

　　The enthusiasm of a lover is a good aphrodisiac, not to mention Director Ji who is so easily shy. Before the kiss fell, He Zhuo's hand reached into his sweater.

　　"Why are you so active?"

　　Ji Tingyu's eyes were wet with fascination: "I miss you——"

　　The last word was swallowed by the lips and tongue, He Zhuo bit his lower lip fiercely, eagerly grinded it twice, and broke into the warm holy place, his flexible tongue moved fiercely and urgently, looking for fragrance and drinking dew, Siege cities.

　　Before Ji Tingyu could react, his mouth was snapped open, and his mind was empty.

　　"Ugh...it's too heavy..."

　　He was so confused by the kiss that he lost all senses in his body, only his mouth could feel the heat of He Zhuo.

　　The sweater was torn from one shoulder with a "tear".

　　Ji Tingyu was sober for a short while, humming softly to talk: "Clothes, you just bought them for me yesterday..."

　　Before touching him, He Zhuo grabbed his wrist and pressed it on top of his head.

　　"Leave it alone, take care of me first."

　　Leaning down and blocking his lips again, it was like a wild beast seeking pleasure.

　　Ji Tingyu subconsciously wanted to hide, but was pinned down on the back of his head.

　　The mouth was forced to open, Zhang into the most suitable posture to bear.

　　He Zhuo's hot and frenzied tongue was raging fiercely inside, biting his sweet lips and wishing to eat it into his stomach.

　　After finally letting go of those two lips, she straightened her waist, stared at him with dark eyes for three seconds, and suddenly stretched out her hand and pulled hard, directly tearing the sweater into pieces.

　　The torn fringe hangs obliquely from the left shoulder to the right crotch, exposing half of the flushed body, which is worse than not wearing it.

　　He Zhuo lowered his head and pinched his chin: "Do you want it?"

　　The cat pursed its lips tightly and let out an airy sound: "Hmm..."

　　-

　　It's been like this all morning.

　　Ji Tingyu slumped on the sofa and looked at the clock on the wall out of breath, four words floated out of his head inappropriately: licentiousness and immorality.

　　"Drink some water." He Zhuo handed him a glass of honey water.

　　Ji Tingyu tilted his head, took two sips with the straw in his mouth, and poured it back again after drinking.

　　He Zhuo drank what was left of him, sat on the carpet and scanned the castle.

　　"I thought you were going to smash it."

　　"I wanted to smash it, but I couldn't bear it."

　　Ji Tingyu propped himself up and rested his head on his back.

　　"This is the first time someone built a house for me. It was your intention. How cruel should I be to destroy it all."

　　He Zhuo turned his head and looked over: "Then why don't you go in and live?"