After a long time, Jiang Xi reluctantly stepped back a little, giving her some room to breathe.
He spent a lot of effort not to kiss her and continue what he was doing.
"You, why are you like this...I haven't even spoken yet..."
Her whole body was limp and she couldn't breathe evenly for a long time.
The voice was delicate and soft, which made Jiang Xi's heart feel hot.
"Jiaojiao, don't try to deal with me." He stroked her face, inch by inch, "I know every expression and movement of yours."
As he spoke, his fingertips reached the peak.
Gu Ruojiao trembled.
But he just left at the touch of a button.
I heard him say again: "So Jiaojiao, don't tease me, my self-control is not as good as you think."
There was a time when he even thought about moving to a farther place because he was afraid of hurting her.
Or don't meet her.
As long as he doesn't see it, the emotions he hides in his heart that become more and more turbulent with age will not become out of control.
But he simply couldn't do it.
Because if he couldn't see her, he would only think about how to possess her, or plunder her to make her completely his.
She is the key to controlling him.
Without her, he would have nothing to worry about.
Gu Ruojiao muttered unconvinced: "I didn't..."
But she met his eyes, which were as deep as a bottomless pool.
She was frightened and covered her lips in fear.
Fortunately, Jiang Xi didn't plan to do anything else.
Instead, he took out something from the quilt that Gu Ruojiao had secretly hidden and brought it to her in front of her.
"Ah! I can't look at it!" She was anxious and wanted to grab it.
But Jiang Xi turned his head and kissed her on the lips, and she immediately became scared and buried her face tightly in his chest, fearing that he would continue what he did earlier.
Jiang Xi chuckled and opened the things she had secretly hidden.
It was a photo album-style ledger.
This is Pei Ling's habit.
She likes to record every moment of her life.
There is a bookcase at home dedicated to every little detail of Gu Ruojiao and Gu Ruosheng's life from childhood to adulthood.
And this one is a fragment of life that belongs exclusively to her and Jiang Xi.
On the first page he opened, he saw a photo of two people sleeping in a small tent.
Gu Ruojiao, who was still a small ball at that time, was half-circled in his arms.
She slept soundly, her hands still holding his clothes.
In fact, even he himself had forgotten this scene.
Unexpectedly, it was recorded.
If you scroll back, you will see many photos of little baby bottles still clumsily learning to walk or falling down.
There are also photos of him taking her little girl for a walk in the community, or of him playing with her.
Each piece reveals those dusty memories.
It's like telling them that these years have not really been lost.
Even though time will pass, the memory will always remain vivid.
However, the person involved cannot look directly at the time when he was a child.
It always reminds her of her own dark history.
"Stop looking."
She was embarrassed and wanted to grab the photo album, but Jiang Xi wouldn't give it to her.
Not only did they not give it to them, they also confiscated it.
"Why is this!"
In response to her, Jiang Xi lowered his head and kissed her for a long time.
He kissed Gu Ruojiao until he completely forgot about the photo album.
Later, this photo album was placed in the safe in the study room with great care, and the man would take it out and look through it from time to time.
They had been married for many years by then.
He will hold the woman in his arms, look at the past bits and pieces, and smile tenderly.
Although halfway through the back roll, the woman would be knocked down by the man, and in the end she would grab his back unbearably and gasp violently.
