Chapter 48 Don't Tease Me

  With the fragrance of wine, his spirit and her tongue intertwined, entwining her restless little tongue, bringing it into his mouth to mix with each other's saliva, and giving it back to her. This is called "exchanging moistness".

  This was their second kiss, and compared to the first time, Bae Jun's kiss was even more skilled. He wrapped his tongue around hers, controlling her breathing, grasped her struggling hands and pressed them against her sides, sucking on her small tongue as if he was sucking out her soul. Until she seemed to realize something, stopped struggling, and obediently let him continue, only then did he release her hands, instead pulling her head back, kissing her even deeper.

  She opened her half-drowsy eyes, her small hand slowly grasped his clothes, feeling the floating sensation in the air, occasionally moving her small tongue to mimic him and lick his tongue.

  Boom!

  Bai Jun only felt his head buzzing, all the blood rushing down to his lower body, through the thin dress he grasped her chest with one hand, unable to control the fullness, the softness under his palm made him feel a little dizzy.

  He pressed her down under his body, the other hand wrapping around her slender long legs.

  "Hmm!" She groaned, her eyebrows painfully furrowed together.

  Bai Jun only then realized that he had pressed onto her leg, and this was still on the main street. He regretted his lack of self-control, but she blinked her shining eyes, half-closing them as she looked at him.

  He cleared his throat and warned her in a low voice, "Warning you, don't tempt me again!"

  She basically can't understand anything, just hehe smile, and still smiling so silly, so naive.

  "It's deadly!" The most lethal seduction is unconscious temptation.

  Bai Jun's headache worsened as he helped her up, but she leaned against him and refused to move, her weak body limp in his arms, taking deep breaths of the musky scent on him, her head pressed against his chest, and said lazily, "I want you to carry me!"

  ………

  Bai Jun carefully laid the woman on his back onto the bed, got up and went to the kitchen, pouring yogurt from the refrigerator into a cup.

  Looking at his own actions, Pei Jun felt that he was crazy, and he actually carried her back, this woman who had no wine capacity, after drinking she knew how to go wild, and troubled him all the way.

  "Get up and drink your yogurt."

  His voice was low and gentle, and she listened unusually well, gulping down the entire cup of yogurt, her stomach finally calming down a bit. Pei Jun looked at the woman in front of him, who had previously been as wild as a stray cat, but now seemed like a small cat that needed to be taken care of. He thought back to what had happened at the banquet earlier, and how her family members were all extreme cases - had she always grown up in this kind of environment where she was being bullied? This gave him a sense of déjà vu, as when he was younger, his older brother had repeatedly framed him, making him seem like an unteachable wild child in their father's eyes.

  Pei Jun suddenly thought of her maintaining him at the banquet, and although she had already become the target of public criticism, she still insisted on maintaining him. Was she afraid that he would be embarrassed? Thinking of her saying with a straight neck that he was her man, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. He was really curious, did she really not care about his identity?

  Pei Jun washed a towel and handed it to her to wipe her face, she suddenly opened her eyes, he unexpectedly saw tears in the corners of her eyes.

  "Shen Yicheng, you bastard!"

  She suddenly bellowed out loud and slapped him hard in the face, Pei Jun's face was slapped to one side, his temples throbbing violently.

  She burst into tears, her heart broken. "You promised mom to take care of me for the rest of my life, why didn't you keep your promise? You said you liked me, why are you treating me like this?"

  "Pei Jun looked at her tears streaming down her face, his forehead already bulging with veins, his face still burning with pain. 'Ye Anning, you're simply asking for death!'"