Chapter 45 Chapter 45 Are you a puppy? You like to bite people. ...
Before Chen Yuchu went to get the wine, he left a message for her.
He said she could go to the guest bedroom and rest anytime.
Yan Jiu wrung her hands helplessly. She certainly regretted what she had said impulsively.
It's a blatant invitation.
What Chen Yuchu meant was that she could regret it at any time.
Yan Jiu was sure that what he said was true.
Too many things happened today, and her brain was already overloaded.
She didn't want to think about what would happen tomorrow, she just wanted to get drunk today.
So, when Chen Yuchu came back from the wine cellar, Yan Jiu was still in the living room.
The warm light shone on her porcelain-white face. She lowered her eyes, her thoughts a little wandering.
A tall and handsome figure stood in front of her, and Yan Jiu suddenly raised her little face. Chen Yuchu's suit jacket was still covering her calves, and his white shirt was obviously wrinkled.
That was her masterpiece.
The collar of his shirt was slightly open, revealing his sharp Adam's apple and half of his collarbone.
Indescribably sexy and suave.
Chen Yuchu slowly placed the red wine and two wine glasses on the coffee table in front of the sofa, making a slight crisp sound.
The sofa beside Yan Jiu sank in.
The crisp woody scent invaded her nostrils, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes looked forward steadily.
Chen Yuchu rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms. He moved forward a few inches, raised his wrist slightly, and the ruby-red wine flowed down the glass. The aroma of blackcurrant could be smelled.
He put down the wine glass and carefully measured the wine. There were still traces of tears on his fair cheeks and moisture on the ends of his eyelashes.
He admitted that he was not a gentleman in the business world.
If he hadn't learned to be deceitful, he would have been out long ago.
There were too many people staring at him covetously.
There are also too many people who rely on him for their livelihood.
He must remain at his fullest, cold and ruthless.
Don't make any mistakes and don't give the enemy any chance.
But when it comes to his wife, Chen Yuchu no longer wants to use his own business rules.
He paused for a few seconds in front of Yan Jiu's face, and his very slow voice reached her ears, "You are too tired today, it is not suitable for you to drink."
Chen Yuchu knew clearly that he wanted to kiss her and wanted more.
But he could give her a second chance to regret it.
Yan Jiu's clear eyes rippled a little. She turned slightly to the side, letting her long hair fall down, hiding her expression.
She was still hesitating, knowing that this might be her last chance to quit.
If she went upstairs now, she could have a good sleep, and when she woke up tomorrow everything would be the same. They could still get to know each other as before, at the pace she wanted.
This is what she wanted, isn't it?
Yan Jiu blinked his clear, watery eyes and said something completely unrelated, "Why don't I see anyone here?"
When she walked outside, she found that the villa was too quiet.
Chen Yuchu was particularly forgiving at this moment. He didn't mind Yan Jiu's evasive remarks and nodded slightly. "I'll let them rest for a day."
Yan Jiu hummed, his eyes falling on the coffee table in front of him. He swallowed, grasped one of the cups with his slender fingers, took a deep breath, and drank it.
One cup is empty.
She knew it was a bit of a waste.
Savoring red wine is not about guzzling it like she does.
Her almond-shaped eyes, filled with mist, looked to the side. The man beside her moved slowly and his every word and action was elegant and proper.
Yan Jiu didn't feel embarrassed at all, perhaps because Chen Yuchu had seen too many things about her today, her embarrassment, her loss, and even her desires.
Perhaps their relationship had not progressed as slowly as she had imagined.
A lot of things had already happened between them before she could even notice or understand them.
No matter how good the wine is, it is meant to be drunk by people.
She can drink whatever she wants.
Tonight, she wanted to fight.
She wanted to say "no" to those so-called rules.
Although this struggle came somewhat late.
After a glass of wine, everything started to flow naturally. Yan Jiu poured himself another glass. The liquid was very beautiful, and the light made it even more dazzling.
A wave of heat rose to her face and she drank another glass.
When she was about to pour the third cup, her slender wrist was suddenly grasped. The warm touch penetrated through the layers of her skin, and her blood began to heat up.
Yan Jiu's hand shook and the red wine spilled.
The ruby-red liquid quickly seeped into the apricot carpet and was completely absorbed, leaving a very noticeable presence.
But no one cared at this time.
The wine glass in her finger bone was taken away, and her face was filled with an unnatural red. When the sound of the glass hitting the coffee table was heard, her heart also began to beat violently.
In the following kiss, it was unclear who took the initiative.
Yan Jiu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and tiny lights danced in her sparkling eyes. She raised her swan-like neck and closed her eyes.
The long eyelashes cast a large shadow.
Chen Yuchu pressed her neck, his rough fingertips resting on the back of her neck, his eyes burning, yet he sucked her lips more gently than ever.
Yan Jiu didn't drink the third glass of wine, but he tasted it on Chen Yuchu's tongue.
The rich, mellow aroma of flowers, plants and cedar, she hooked her tongue on Chen Yuchu's and moved the tip of her tongue back, wanting to taste more.
Unlike Yan Jiu, Chen Yuchu's deep eyes were always fixed on the woman he was kissing. This was the first time she took the initiative. Kissing was no longer just his game. There was an undercurrent in his dark eyes, and his breathing became heavier.
Yan Jiu was still immature, and her tongue was bumping around the inner wall of her mouth without any control. Chen Yuchu's Adam's apple rolled, and she took the initiative, grinding her tongue with her teeth, which was soft, tender and sweet.
Their scents intertwined, rich and indistinguishable from each other.
The popularity continues to rise.
There were ambiguous sounds between their lips and tongues, neither light nor heavy. Yan Jiu felt numb from the kiss and moaned, trying to find a way out. She stepped back a little, and her black hair fell down, reflecting a beautiful luster under the light.
His strong and healthy arms had been loosely supporting her waist, and now he pushed them up, holding her soft waist, fearing that she would fall.
Yan Jiu opened her misty eyes and subconsciously licked her lips, as if his burning temperature still remained on her lips.
Chen Yuchu's dark eyes narrowed, and the blood in his body seemed to tremble at her action.
At this moment, Yan Jiu did not have a mirror in front of her, otherwise she would know—
Her face was flushed from cheeks to ears, her slightly open lips were moist and rosy and attractive, her chest was heaving with heavy breathing, one of the straps of her dress had fallen off and was trembling in the air, her snow-white shoulders were delicate and full of temptation.
Chen Yuchu ruffled her soft hair, his arm muscles bulged, and with a force of his palms, he lifted her onto his lap.
This action made them fit closer together. Chen Yuchu curled his thin lips, pressed forward, and bit her snow-white shoulder. Yan Jiu's breathing became faster. Her tender and soft part was being squeezed, with nowhere to escape.
Separated by the soft and delicate haute couture fabrics, her living space became increasingly narrow.
A tingling sensation came from the back of his shoulder. Yan Jiu's thin, tender, and red eyelids trembled, and he whispered, "Not here."
She didn't know if the red wine on the apricot carpet could be cleaned. She thought of the debauchery in the afternoon and didn't want to repeat it on the sofa.
The slender white fingers curled up a little, thinking that she would need to use more words to persuade Chen Yuchu.
She had heard that men were always anxious at times like this.
But he seemed calm throughout.
If they hadn't been so close together, she wouldn't have known he was so tense.
The coarse black hair buried in her shoulder lifted up, and Yan Jiu could see the hidden desire in his eyes and brows.
"Where are you going?"
A hoarse voice fell into her ears.
Where else can I go?
Yan Jiu felt that Chen Yuchu was really bad and felt annoyed. He couldn't help but grab his shirt and rubbed it hard. As if it was not enough, he bit his sharp Adam's apple.
The white teeth brushed across Chen Yuchu's Adam's apple, and his black eyes gradually sank, like a whirlpool, rolling and rising.
want to.
Right here.
Yan Jiu's beautiful and soft figure was reflected in her deep eyes. Her almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and her sparkling and moist eyes were filled with anger, and also hid the panic of biting him.
I'm afraid she has never bullied anyone since she was a child.
Chen Yuchu stopped teasing her and became more and more passionate.
As she moaned, he easily picked her up, one arm around her frail waist and the other holding her soft buttocks.
Yan Jiu wanted to say that he could walk and didn't need him to carry him.
The belated drunkenness infected her, and a heat rushed out from her chest, even the breath she exhaled was hot. She suddenly felt dry in the mouth and resignedly hooked her arms around his neck.
The hot breath fell on the Adam's apple that she had just bitten, and Chen Yuchu took bigger steps.
It's so hot.
She hooked her hands tightly around his neck, which was very cold, and rubbed her forehead forward.
A little cooler than her.
It's so hot.
She wanted ice.
She sighed slightly.
Chen Yuchu was pressed tightly against her scorching skin, a soft voice etched in his ears. For the first time, he felt that time was a bit too much. Perhaps his self-control wasn't so good. If Yan Jiu had looked up at this moment, he would have seen that his deep black eyes were soaked with a thick desire, thicker than the pitch-black night outside.
At the elevator door, Chen Yuchu released one hand and pressed the button.
Yan Jiu let out a panicked cry. When she was about to press the floor button, she was afraid that he would suddenly let go, so she muttered hurriedly, "I'll press it."
Without waiting for Chen Yuchu to speak, she pressed down on his waist.
Her silky black hair fell down, forming a sharp contrast with her flushed face. A few strands of hair blocked her eyes, and she hurriedly tucked them behind her ears.
A restrained and patient voice fell on the top of her head, "If you move again, I can't control you."
Yan Jiu's ears felt so hot that he shrank his face into his broad shoulders and stopped talking.
Chen Yuchu couldn't tell whether Yan Jiu was drunk or not.
She was well behaved and returned to her usual quiet self.
But the hot breath kept pouring on his shoulders, burning him so much that it hurt.
They kissed again, switching positions.
Chen Yuchu kissed her flushed neck and pecked her neck lightly, perhaps as light as the bite of a small animal.
Yan Jiu felt a little itchy from his bite, so he tilted his head and said in an unsteady voice, "Are you a puppy? You like biting people."
"You bit it first."
A magnetic and gentle voice came from the chest.
Yan Jiu let out a soft "Ah" and couldn't remember when he bit him.
With her flushed cheeks, she spoke in a sweet voice, "You are a liar. Even a liar is still a puppy."
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