Guan Qiyou looked at her, as if he didn't expect what she said. After a moment of confusion, he suddenly smiled, and the next words he spoke almost made Xuewei faint on the spot.
"Jiang Xuewei, you are jealous!"
Xuewei's face suddenly turned red, "Guan Qiyou, don't talk nonsense, who is jealous, and why should I be jealous? You... are being sentimental."
"Haha, is that right? Is it me who is being sentimental, or are you willing to tell the truth, even though you think so, you refuse to admit it." Guan Qiyou was not angry because Jiang Xuewei yelled at him. On the contrary,
Looks laid back and relaxed.
"Guan Qiyou, who do you think you are? Can you understand my heart? You actually say that I don't mean what I mean, what evidence do you have?" Xuewei gave Guan Qiyou a hard look and didn't give him anything.
Good look.
"Do you want evidence? Doesn't what you just said count? You remember the night of the Shao family party very clearly! Come on, listen to this sour tone. If... this is not jealous, then
...What is it again?" As he spoke, Guan Qiyou put the mobile phone he was playing with to Xuewei's ear, and then Jiang Xuewei's voice came out, exactly what he said just now.
Maybe, Xuewei didn't feel anything when she said it, but now it sounded slightly angry and full of sourness, like a little wife who had caught the handle of her husband's affair, and while she was complaining coquettishly, her words
His words were full of dissatisfaction.
When the conversation stopped, Guan Qiyou took the phone back and looked at Jiang Xuewei proudly, completely considering himself a winner.
"How is it? How do you feel after hearing this? Miss Jiang, can you tell me, what is jealousy? Huh?" Guan Qiyou whispered into Xuewei's ear like a ghost.
"You..." Xuewei was so embarrassed that even her toes turned red. She struggled for a while, and finally could only refuse to admit it, "Guan Qiyou, don't put gold on your face.
Again, I didn't. It's too late for me to hate you, why should I be jealous of you? You... are really dreaming."
After saying that, she pushed the car door, but before she could leave her seat, Guan Qiyou pulled her back and held her down hard.
Then his head came closer to her, and she watched his face enlarge in front of her. Her eyes widened, and she was startled. She instinctively pushed him away, but her hand had already been controlled by Guan Qiyou, and it was already too late.
She just watched his thin lips fall down, sealing her chattering mouth, and the world became silent in the next second.
His lips seemed to carry a sense of punishment, with a hint of anxiety and a hint of eagerness. He seemed to have little patience, his thin lips rubbed her tender red, and he sucked hard, his flexible and smooth tongue teasing her.
He hooked her bit by bit, gnawing gently with his teeth, and every movement was full of temptation.
Xuewei was so choked by him that she couldn't breathe, and the air in her lungs seemed to be emptied by him. She stretched out her small hand to hit him, but his big hand had already wrapped her up, and she couldn't move at all.
"Well..." Xuewei frowned helplessly and twisted uncomfortably.
Guan Qiyou seemed to know what she wanted. When he kissed her, he did not forget to breathe into her mouth. His big hand was on her back, as if it was carrying fire, and it was so hot that Xuewei hummed.