Ke'er moved her fingers, wanting to touch his face and feel whether his fair skin was as smooth as a girl's.
But in the end, she gently propped herself up on the bed. She wanted to quietly leave this rich and luxurious place that made her feel uncomfortable before he opened his eyes.
However, her wrist was caught by a warm but strong hand, and a male voice whispered in her ears: "Well, you want to escape?"
Ke'er was startled, turned her head to look at Leng Jianan, and said, "No, no."
He obviously had his eyes closed, but he still had the same expression as before, but he guessed what she was thinking.
But the tone of his words just now actually made Ke'er's heart beat a little. Who said that a woman's lazy voice is the only one that is ecstatic and sultry, and the same is true for a man's voice?
He gently pulled her away, and Ke'er lay back on the bed again.
"It's Saturday, sleep a little longer, be good." He pressed her head to his chest
There is an ambiguous atmosphere filling the warm bed
Ke'er put her hands on Leng Jianan's chest, not wanting to get too close to him, but he circled her domineeringly, leaned into her ear, closed his eyes and said, "Do you know that you are very suitable for being treated as a child?"
It’s a small, soft pillow and very comfortable.”
It turns out that what he coveted was just the comfort of the pillow
Ke'er was not sad, and she had no right to be sentimental. She just said cautiously: "I, I want to go home. My brother is waiting for me at home."
Leng Jianan didn't move, still had her eyes closed.
Ke'er looked at his handsome face that made you want to hit the wall, and asked gently again: "Is it okay?"
Leng Jianan finally opened his eyes, his eyes were still indifferent, and his happiness and anger could not be seen. He just let go of Ke'er, turned sideways, took the mobile phone on the bedside table and turned it on.
He handed her the phone: "Call him and tell him you'll be back later."
Ke'er was stunned for a moment and didn't answer the phone: "You promised me that weekend time belongs to me."
Leng Jianan looked at her, already a little displeased. His hands wandered under the quilt and touched Ke'er's naked body. Ke'er shrank back and forth until she could no longer shrink.
But he suddenly held her back, forcing her to straighten up and press into his arms. He leaned into her ear and said very slowly: "You forgot, I like good and obedient girls."
This sentence was not serious, but it made Ke'er's whole body tremble, and a sense of fear welled up. She quickly took out the mobile phone from his hand and dialed her home number.
Ke'er sat up straight and covered herself with the quilt while he stroked her back all the time.