His Canary

Chapter 49 I accept you

Dong Ci's physique is too bad. The intense 'physical activity' just exhausted her. After a while, she began to sleep in Jingrong's arms.

At this time, she was only covered with a black coat with a beautiful face, and her white and tender legs were naked / exposed, so it hung straight on the armrest of his chair. After the high / low tide receded, the heat in Dong Ci gradually receded.

"Are you tired?" Jing Rong's thin lips twitched lightly, and the eyes in his arms were dark and gentle.

"Well, it's a bit sleepy." Dong Ci didn't look up, so she didn't see Jing Rong's expression at this time.

She felt a bit cold around her body, so she tried to shrink her calf into his clothes, but his clothes couldn't cover her whole body. Therefore, she kept swaying in Jingrong's arms, seeking the most suitable position.

"..." The person in her arms was fragrant and soft at this time, but she was still innocently flicking / pulling him without knowing it. Jing Rong snorted, and there was a dark flash in his eyes.

"Don't move." Jing Rong squeezed the soft flesh in her back neck, her voice a little dumb.

But Dong Ci pulled his sleeve, letting him wrap his arms around himself, and said a bit wrongly. "But I'm cold."

"If it's cold, I'll hold you to sleep inside."

Jing Rong took her into the lounge and wanted to put her on the bed and went out to deal with business, but someone who knew him was holding his neck tightly at this time.

"You help me keep warm and go."

Although the outside room was a bit cold, Jingrong's arms were warm like a big stove.

Dong Ci was greedy for his arms, so he did not want to come out of his arms, so he put his arms around his neck and pressed down all the way, beckoning him to lean down.

Jing Rong let her do whatever she wanted, and the dark eyes were calm and translucent, but she actually bent down obediently.

"Good boy."

Seeing that he really held her and lying on the bed together, Dong Ci's eyes crossed the surprise. She just wanted to tune / play with him, but she didn't expect him to respond halfway.

It's rare to see him so obedient. Dong Ciqing couldn't help but touch his soft black hair, like he was stroking a small animal, and he laughed out accidentally.

In this regard, there was no trace of displeasure on Jingrong's face. After he pulled the quilt and wrapped her tightly, the little girl still pulled his hair and did not loosen it.

"Is it fun?" Feel her fingers moving gently between his hair, Jingrong squinted lazily, but invisible but full of momentum, scared Dong Ci trembling, accidentally hurt him.

"I, I didn't mean it."

Hearing his cool breath, Dong Ci quickly put his hand down. Fearing that Jing Rong would punish her, she quickly buried her small face in his arms and hugged his waist. "I'm going to sleep, don't disturb me."

This little thing is really smart.

Jing Rong chuckled loudly, pinched her by the neck to lift the person out of her arms, raised her chin and kissed.

Unpredictably powerful and overbearing, this kiss was like a soft feather, and the scene was intimate and tender on her lips.

"Good boy, go to sleep." Kissing again, I'm afraid he can't help it again.

Jing Rong stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his thin lips. He circled Dong Ci and brought the person to his arms, and put a kiss in her hair room.