When Chu Ci raised her hand to touch him, he raised his hand, held Chu Ci's hand, pressed it down, and moved his face closer.
He was still wearing a lab coat, and his expression was calm and composed, his face full of abstinence, but his actions were indescribably erotic.
Even the action of holding hands had a lingering flavor when he did it, as if it was because he had missed a lot of time, or was emotionally connected with another personality, but he could not touch Chu Ci at all, so every move he made seemed to be filled with a bit of obsession.
He leaned his face closer, with a dangerous glint in his eyes and a slight curl at the corner of his lips.
As if she felt that just a hug was not enough, she blinked and leaned forward again, "I want a kiss."
The feeling of being hugged was as comfortable as he had imagined, and kissing those pink lips was also as he had imagined.
As he thought so, he pressed forward, his hot breath approaching rapidly. Finally, he pressed Chu Ci's lips, stroking them gently, as if he had obtained something he loved, gently, and then tentatively moved in.
His current personality was full of possessiveness and aggression, different from his previous personality which seemed a bit childish. His breath was hot, and his tongue was sweeping around, and finally probed in. The original gentleness was torn apart in an instant, and he patrolled around Chu Ci's mouth with a bit of dominance.
Chu Ci raised her hand and hugged his neck with her backhand. She was a little breathless after his deep breaths. Finally, she pinched his arm and used some strength to push him away.
He had already torn off a corner of the bath towel that was originally wrapped tightly around his body, but it was still loosely covering the place that should be covered. A trace of regret flashed across Zhao Jinhuai's eyes. He licked the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue, as if he was recalling the taste of Chu Ci. He was not annoyed when Chu Ci pushed him away, but wanted to move closer.
The meaning is very clear, and he wants a kiss.
Even though his personality has changed, the only thing that hasn't changed is his clingy nature. Chu Ci raised her hand to his chest and grabbed the bath towel around her.
He was driven into the next room and changed his clothes.
It was the same clothes as the one Zhao Jinhuai was wearing, except that this one was much more fitted than the previous military uniform. Chu Ci had a vaguely capable feeling wearing it. Her hair was still wet, and the water droplets dripped onto the white protective suit outer layer, staining it a slightly darker color.
When Chu Ci opened the door and wanted to call him back, she saw him leaning against the wall in the corridor with his head down, his arms folded across his chest, looking a little distracted.
I don't know when he was waiting at the door again.
He raised his eyes when he heard the voice, glanced at the tight collar of Chu Ci, and pursed his lips, as if he was still a little unsatisfied.
That gaze seemed to turn into substance, unbuttoning the buttons on Chu Ci's clothes one by one.
He made no secret of his obsession with Chu Ci.
Little pervert?
Chu Ci laughed, raised her hand to hold down her clothes, and waved for him to come over.
His movements were extremely natural. He raised his hand and held Chu Ci in his arms. He lowered his head to sniff the scent between Chu Ci's hair, and walked into the room with satisfaction.
Chu Ci also rubbed his chest naturally, tilting her head, not knowing what she was thinking about.
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