Jiang Jianian's close proximity was a bombardment for Ye Zhiwei. This man already knew how to take advantage of her, and he probably knew that Ye Zhiwei was very satisfied with his face. Now he could use him with ease and without any psychological pressure.
Ye Zhiwei turned her face to the side, and Jiang Jianian had already started to unbutton Ye Zhiwei's slightly blazer. After taking off the blazer, there was a V-neck knit sweater underneath, which also had small buttons. Ye Zhiwei pressed his hand down when he was halfway off the sweater.
The feeling of being slowly undressed by a member of the opposite sex was too shameful. Moreover, Jiang Jianian felt that everything he did was very suggestive. Perhaps because he usually had very few emotional fluctuations and always had a cold demeanor, even the slightest suppressed emotion could be felt very clearly. Just like now, although he was only taking off her clothes, he could tell from Jiang Jianian's slightly heavy breathing that there was no way to hide the desire in his eyes without even looking at him.
How did this person go from being ascetic to being extremely sensual?
Jiang Jianian looked at Ye Zhiwei.
Ye Zhiwei took a deep breath and said, "I'll take it off myself."
Jiang Jianian narrowed his eyes, and Ye Zhiwei immediately said as if she had thought of something: "Because a designer we used to work with would send a female assistant to our home to measure our measurements every six months when they needed to make custom designs. I have her contact information, I'll ask her."
Ye Zhiwei was touching her phone in her pocket when Jiang Jianian took it from her before she could find her contacts.
"Why did you take my phone?"
Jiang Jianian put his phone aside, pressed his finger against Ye Zhiwei's tightly covered chest, and said calmly, "Do you think I just want to measure your bust, waist, and hip measurements?"
"Isn't it because I want to buy...some maid outfit?"
"I'm just enjoying the process." Jiang Jianian lowered his voice, and when Ye Zhiwei looked puzzled, Jiang Jianian tucked Ye Zhiwei's hair behind her ear with his other hand and slowly explained, "The process of flirting, watching you nervously clench your hands, watching you blush, watching your clothes being taken off little by little by me... it makes me feel very happy."
How can eating tofu not make you feel happy?
Ye Zhiwei nudged Jiang Jianian, who chuckled.
With a little force, he pressed Ye Zhiwei down onto the bed and continued to unbutton her clothes. Ye Zhiwei's heart was beating very fast, so he paused slightly, his fingertips lightly gliding over the girl's chest. He didn't let go of the way he saw her trembling slightly as she looked away and pushed Jiang Jianian away, and continued to tease her, saying, "Why is your heart beating so fast?"
There was a shirt under the knitted sweater. He unbuttoned the shirt. Ye Zhiwei tried to get up, but Jiang Jianian held her down. Ye Zhiwei tilted her head back slightly, her neck and chest rising and falling slightly from her nervousness. This was, in a strict sense, Jiang Jianian had taken off most of her clothes. The girl's beautiful curves were like a work of art.
Jiang Jianian was enjoying the process. His fingers gently stroked from her neck down to her chest and then he kissed her lightly. Then, as if controlled by desire, he began to kiss Ye Zhiwei.
It's impossible to push it open.
The room's heating added an air of ambiguity, so hot it felt as if any more vigorous activity would melt a person, and right now Ye Zhiwei was about to melt into Jiang Jianian's kiss.
Feeling something indescribable, Ye Zhiwei wanted to push Jiang Jianian away, but inexplicably she seemed to have lost her strength, feeling weak and even somewhat reluctant. Not only did Jiang Jianian hold her hand, but he also kissed her.
It felt a little wet, and it seemed like he might bite her.
He unbuttoned most of his shirt, and his hand landed on Ye Zhiwei's jeans. But the moment his hand touched her inner thigh, Ye Zhiwei couldn't help but tremble, "It hurts..."
She was shoving Jiang Jianian again, her voice sticky and sweet, like a candy about to melt in this atmosphere, so sweet it could melt you.
Jiang Jianian squinted and asked her, "Where does it hurt?"
"It's a little itchy, itchy and uncomfortable," she replied.
Even her answers were so sticky that Jiang Jianian's gaze darkened. He began to search for Ye Zhiwei's sensitive spots as if he were probing. Beads of sweat began to appear on Ye Zhiwei's body. Because her body was inexplicably weak, she couldn't stop Jiang Jianian at all, especially since Jiang Jianian was so interested.
Her words aroused his interest, and her reactions made him thoughtful. However, in the end, Jiang Jianian's actions became more and more intimate, and his gaze gradually became infatuated.
He picked Ye Zhiwei up, panting as he kissed her ear, his eyes narrowed as he openly expressed his desire: "Baby, I want to kiss you, I want to take off your clothes, I want to kiss your body, and then coax you to...do it with me—"
"do what?"
Jiang Jianian lowered his voice and told Ye Zhiwei in a voice so low it was almost inaudible: "Make love."
Ye Zhiwei had always known that Jiang Jianian had strong desires. Every time they made any intimate gestures, he would reveal a look that seemed to want to devour her. Many of their previous conversations were also very suggestive, but he had never expressed his desires so directly.
Just like now, he was holding Ye Zhiwei and kissing her snow-white ears, his hands not stopping as they went inside her shirt. Under Ye Zhiwei's unbearable moans, his desire grew stronger and stronger, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.
After Ye Zhiwei's jeans had been pulled down slightly, Jiang Jianian's deep gaze remained fixed on her exposed legs. He pressed down on Ye Zhiwei's hand, seemingly to prevent her from resisting, and then lowered his head to kiss her. He was testing the waters. Realizing that Ye Zhiwei didn't object, he pulled her jeans down a little further—
If we go any further, we won't be able to stop.
Ye Zhiwei pressed down on Jiang Jianian's hand, "Too fast."
Because Jiang Jianian's movements were slightly rough, and her skin was too fair, the blush marks left behind hadn't faded yet. Those movements were too stimulating, making her eyes wet. She looked pitifully at Jiang Jianian and said again, "Too fast. Let's call it a day, okay? Jiang Jianian?"
Her voice even sounded like she was crying.
Stopping at this point would be too cruel, and extremely difficult for any man.
But she seemed a little hesitant, even her tone was cautious. Jiang Jianian then realized that his slight expression of desire had frightened Ye Zhiwei. He stopped and finally released Ye Zhiwei with great difficulty.
It was very difficult, as if it were testing all his rationality, and he managed to suppress his desires.
"Sorry." His voice was hoarse, so hoarse that it was hard to hear what he was saying.
But Ye Zhiwei vaguely knew that this was an apology.
Jiang Jianian kissed Ye Zhiwei's forehead and buttoned up her clothes. He seemed to have regained his rationality and clarity, but his body and hands were very hot. Even when he accidentally touched Ye Zhiwei, she could feel that Jiang Jianian was definitely not as calm and aloof as he appeared.
Ye Zhiwei, a little frightened, grabbed Jiang Jianian's arm. "Are you angry?"
"How could I be the one who's angry?" Jiang Jianian wanted to kiss Ye Zhiwei, but considering his reason was about to go out of control, he kept his distance, stroked Ye Zhiwei's lips with his fingers, and whispered to Ye Zhiwei, "It's my fault. I should have slowed down the pace. Please don't be angry with me, baby."
He apologized, called her "baby," and said things like that.
Ye Zhiwei wrapped her arms around Jiang Jianian's neck and kissed him hard.
But the next second, Jiang Jianian suddenly said a few numbers, "88-59-88".
"What?"
"My measurements."
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