I like her so much and want to kiss her.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but lower his head.
Just as they were about to kiss, Jiang Ling quickly pressed his forehead and glared at him: "Be still, I'll scratch you until you bleed and you'll behave."
"Oh." He looked disappointed and stood straight.
After washing off the dense foam, Zhou Jing'an returned to being the neat and handsome man he once was. Jiang Ling nodded with satisfaction.
"Well, it still looks better this way."
"Is it okay now?" His eyes fell on her lips and he slowly lowered his head.
Jiang Ling smiled helplessly, threw the towel she had used to wipe his face into the sink, put her arm around his shoulders, and muttered, "What a scoundrel." Then she pulled him down and kissed him.
With an eager kiss, affectionate and domineering, Jiang Ling's eyelashes trembled and her cheeks were hot. She was carried out of the bathroom by him and walked towards the bed while being kissed.
Falling into the soft blankets, Jiang Ling pushed him, took advantage of the gap to breathe deeply, and teased: "What? Master Zhou is becoming more and more indecent. Are you trying to act like a hooligan in broad daylight?"
Zhou Jing'an took her hand and kissed her fingertips bit by bit, his breathing becoming a little unstable.
The sparkling peach blossom eyes revealed tenderness and affection, and Jiang Ling almost drowned in these deep eyes.
"Is it okay?" he asked, rubbing his head against her neck as if he was acting coquettishly.
Jiang Ling bit her lip and cursed herself for being useless.
Be seduced by beauty.
"Well...it's not impossible." As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Jing'an buried his head like an impatient beast.
In a daze, the bed curtains were drawn, blocking out the bright sunlight outside. Jiang Ling had taken off most of her clothes, and the robe Zhou Jing'an had just put on was thrown to the foot of the bed, revealing those sexy scars.
Jiang Ling pushed his head with her soft hand and pointed to the drawer of the cabinet on the wall. "Go and get the small box inside."
Zhou Jingan did as he was told and handed it to her, "What is this?"
"This is..." Jiang Ling blushed, "It's to prevent pregnancy."
When I went to the supermarket to buy something before, I just picked it up when I saw it. I thought that given Zhou Jingan's playful personality, he would be able to use it.
It was just as she expected.
"How do I use it?"
Jiang Ling opened it with a red face and fumbled with it in the dim light. Although she had never used it before, she knew the principle and just needed to put it into practice.
Zhou Jingan Fuzhi understood it in his heart, and pulled her hand like a spoiled child, "Ling'er, teach me..."
She bit her lip in embarrassment, looked away with trembling eyelashes, and operated with trembling hands.
The breathing sound in her ears became heavier, the tips of Jiang Ling's ears turned red, and someone hugged her waist and kissed her deeply.
The early autumn breeze blew past, and when it was touched by the midday sun, the wind blowing into the house became a little warmer. The light curtains beside the bed fluttered, blocking out the spring light but not the whispers.
He was covered in sweat, and the temperature inside the bed curtains made his whole body red. His hair was tangled and he couldn't tell whose hair it was.
The box was picked up and thrown down again, half of it already consumed. In the end, Jiang Ling couldn't resist and fell asleep, even in her dreams she covered her face with shame.
The sun was no longer as hot as it was at noon. Zhou Jing'an leaned close to Jiang Ling, biting her earlobe and chuckling.
He picked her up and sat together in the bathtub of perfect temperature. The warm water covered her whole body. He held her in his arms and gently placed her head on his shoulder so that she could sleep more comfortably.
He gently washed away the sweat stains, and his thumb couldn't help but linger and rub the traces of ambiguity. The tips of his ears turned red, and he couldn't help but kiss the top of her head. He felt relaxed physically and mentally, and sighed with satisfaction. He placed her in the newly changed bedding, looked at her gently for a long time, and turned around to clean up the mess.
When Jiang Ling woke up, the sun was setting. The setting sun in the sky was emitting its afterglow. The windows were closed, and the sea breeze was blocked outside the windows. Only warmth remained in the house.
She lazily turned over, covering her face, thinking that she really couldn't stand up to Zhou Jing'an now. Fifty years of experience, coupled with a twenty-five-year-old body, was simply terrifying.
Her body felt clean and comfortable, and the sheets and quilts that had been exposed to the sun emitted a warm fragrance. She couldn't help but want to close her eyes and fall asleep again.
"Ling'er?"
A very soft and gentle call pulled her back from the brink of falling asleep.
Zhou Jing'an lifted the bed curtain and saw her rubbing her eyes lazily. He couldn't help but lean over and kiss her cheek.
"Want to sleep a little longer?" he asked.
Jiang Ling asked: "What time is it?"
Zhou Jingan took the phone beside him and glanced at it. "It's five o'clock."
The screen lit up and went out, but Jiang Ling still grasped the key point. She took the phone and looked at herself on the screen, gritting her teeth.
"Are you taking a secret photo of me?" she glared.
Zhou Jingan touched his nose guiltily, "You were so cute when you were asleep, I couldn't help it."
Jiang Ling was completely buried in the quilt, with only her little face showing. Her cheeks were rosy, and she looked fair and tender, very cute. He couldn't help but take a few pictures, and used the newly learned skills to change it to the screen saver.
As soon as he opened his phone, he could see Jiang Ling. Well, he was very satisfied.
At this time, I couldn't help but sigh that technology is indeed advanced, and it is much more convenient than Da Gan's portrait.
Jiang Ling opened his photo album, and sure enough, the only photos in it were of her just falling asleep, from all angles.
"It's just a face, is it necessary to take dozens of photos?" she said helplessly.
Zhou Jingan was afraid she would delete it, so he quickly took it and said, "That's all."
He changed the subject: "You must be hungry, right? I ordered takeout. I have your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs. It will be here soon."
Jiang Ling raised an eyebrow, "You're ordering takeout so soon?"
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