These words sound so dirty, but someone is so serious about it.
Si Jin looked at Song Nanwu, raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly smiled, "Since you are a Buddhist girl, you really want to be touched. Why not give you another kiss?"
The low-pitched voice was like a breeze blowing past your ears. It was pleasant to listen to, but the lazy tone revealed a certain nonchalance, making it hard to tell whether it was a joke or serious.
Song Nanwu looked at Si Jin and blinked slightly, as if she was bewitched. "Okay, ok?"
"Heh." Seeing that she was still asking him, Si Jin chuckled happily, suddenly reached out and grabbed the rope on her chest, pulling her in front of him.
In an instant, the two were very close to each other.
With his head lowered, Si Jin glared at her, his eyes dark and deep.
The soft light in the room fell on his handsome face, moistening it with a bit of warmth. He curled his lips and smiled softly: "Little sister who believes in Buddhism, if you have the guts to act like a hooligan, I want to see if you dare to kiss me?"
The lazy and light tone tickled my eardrums, it was damn nice.
Song Nanwu looked at him, her eyes trembling slightly, but it seemed that she was out of control after being drunk. Things that she had never done in normal times were stimulated here, and she became more and more bold.
Almost without thinking, Song Nanwu moved closer to Si Jin's face.
Si Jin looked at her, the curve of his lips rising further, and he suddenly tilted his head slightly.
Suddenly, Song Nanwu kissed him on the lips, a soft kiss that touched his heart.
Song Nanwu was a little stunned, blinked her eyes, and was about to leave.
But at this moment, Si Jin hugged her, absorbing the beauty of someone so madly, gently and affectionately.
This person never knew that when she was usually aloof, she was always a little distant yet charming, and when she was drunk, she was a seductive little goblin.
Song Nanwu was a little dizzy from the kiss, and her heartbeat was rapidly increasing when Si Jin slowly let her go.
After a kiss, Si Jin was in an extremely good mood. He looked lazily at the person in front of him whose face was obviously stained with a bit of red. He curled his lips and said, "A Buddhist girl is really bold when she acts like a hooligan. Will you take responsibility this time? Hmm?"
He asked calmly with a frivolous tone at the end.
Song Nanwu pursed her lips and said nothing. She only felt her heart beating like a drum, what a strange feeling.
Frowning a little irritably, Song Nanwu was in a trance and suddenly turned around and went to bed to sleep.
Si Jin looked at her and said, "Take off your coat and go to sleep."
Looking up at Si Jin, Song Nanwu obediently took off her coat and gave it to him, then pulled the quilt over her head and lay down on the bed.
There was still the residual warmth of her body on the coat. Si Jin looked at the bulge under the quilt that almost wrapped herself up like a silkworm, and his eyes flashed slightly.
Is this a bit too hasty?
After lowering his eyes, Si Jin took the lettuce from the bedside table, left the room, and called the hotel manager.
At this time, Song Nanwu, who was curled up under the quilt, had already called up the interface to monitor her heartbeat. Looking at the data displayed on it, she couldn't help but frown.
Such a fast heartbeat is really abnormal.
For some unknown reason, Song Nanwu suddenly became a little panicked.
…
Si Jin went back to his room to take a shower and came out when the doorbell rang.
When I opened the door, I saw the hotel manager, dressed in a formal suit and holding a black plastic bag in his hand.
"Mr. Jin." Seeing Si Jin, the hotel manager immediately greeted him politely and handed over the black plastic bag. "This is what you wanted."
"Yeah." Si Jin replied lightly and took the plastic bag.
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