One o'clock in the morning—
Jian Sizhu was awakened by the vibration of the mobile phone. She unlocked the lock in a daze and squinted at the screen.
"Jingchuan, I'm back. Can we talk about it when we have time? I miss you."
She was stunned and realized that she had taken the wrong phone. Just as she was about to put it down, the bathroom door was suddenly pulled open.
The man came out of the bathroom with a pink bath towel wrapped around her waist. His slender and straight figure was no less than that of a model. She couldn't help greedily looking at him.
"Did I disturb you?"
Jian Sizhu shook her head. "No. Your phone has received a message."
She tried hard to suppress a trace of unusual irritation in her heart. She pretended to be obedient, but she was unwilling to carefully observe the changes in his expression.
"Hmm?"
The man took the phone and quickly glanced at it with his long and beautiful phoenix eyes. He paused for a few seconds, then naturally pressed delete and threw the phone on the table.
His movements were natural and smooth. He looked down at Jian Sizhu and said, "Go to sleep."
In fact, Jian Sizhu was no longer sleepy at this time, but she still nodded and lay back obediently.
Having been together for three years, she clearly knew when she should remain silent.
Although she was curious about the person who would call Jing Chuan "Jingchuan", the relationship between them had not yet reached the point where she could question him righteously.
At best, it could be regarded as a long-term bed companion.
Feeling that he was lying down beside her, Jian Si quietly rubbed in his direction.
The fresh smell of the bath surrounded her. He took her into his arms with his long arms and touched her soft long hair with his slender fingers, intentionally or unintentionally.
She suddenly felt a little tempted. She couldn't help but raise her head to kiss his soft lips and kiss his chin. "Do you want me?"
The temperature in the air seemed to rise little by little, and it was hard to tell who was tempting.
Li Jingchuan didn't say anything, but she heard his slightly hoarse chuckle, which meant a reward. Then the hand that was in charge of the plane poked in from under her nightdress and rubbed it all the way.
Her fingertips were slightly cold, which made her tremble slightly.
The two of them were already familiar with the process. Li Jingchuan knew that she had fallen in love, but he was not in a hurry. He pulled out a hand and played with her tenderness through the silk pajamas.
His movements were slow and patient.
Jian Sizhu bit her lip and endured it, but her eyes were scattered on the phone. Noticing her distraction, Li Jingchuan held her small earlobe and bit it as a punishment. "What are you thinking?"
She was stunned and muttered honestly, "I'm thinking, what's the big deal with us like this?"
"Hmm?"
She held his face and looked straight at him, as if she was asking him again, but more like asking herself, "Li Jingchuan, are we considered to be together?"
The man was silent for a moment and did not answer. Jian Sizhu was a little disappointed. She let go of his hand little by little, but the next second, it was a little rough.
The sudden pain made her groan. "Li Jingchuan..."
"What do you think?" Ignoring her complaints, he grabbed her slim waist and acted more rudely than before. "Jian Sizhu, what do you think we are? Huh?"
Her thoughts were shattered by him. She bit her lip and remained silent.
Without any guarantee, she was as ethereal as smoke and could not bear any slight movement.
After that, Jian Sichi looked at Li Jingchuan in a daze and looked at him carefully. She only dared to admit in her heart that she liked him.
But such a fascinating man never belonged to her.
After a while, she seemed to have gathered up her courage. "Li Jingchuan, let's do it this way."
They had been close for three years, but Jian Sizhu didn't even deserve to break up with him.
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