moonlight lure

Song Shiwei didn't express her position either. She raised her eyes and looked at his face. After a moment, she said in a puzzled manner: "However, our discipline police officers are not bad in appearance. They should have been very popular in school, right? Shouldn't they not have any ex-girlfriends?" .”

He said seriously: "I only have study and country in my heart."

She laughed silently, held her cheek and moved closer to him, lying on the edge of the bed and whispering curiously: "Didn't you have anyone you liked in high school? Does your crush count?"

The nurse's bed was lower than the hospital bed. Ji Yanchen could only look up at her, and for a long time, he said quietly: "I only liked you."

She didn't believe it: "You must have had a crush on a girl during adolescence, 100%."

He was silent for a moment and said calmly: "The type I like is relatively rare."

She asked: "What type?"

He stared at her smiling face so close to him, his eyes gradually darkened, but she was still stupid and didn't notice.

After a long time, he spoke calmly: "Good grades, beautiful appearance, cold appearance, but very kind-hearted."

Song Shiwei clicked her tongue, thinking that every bit of this was quite common, but when put together it wasn't much.

She shook her head and commented seriously: "Officer Ji, your request is too perfect. It's hard to meet someone like this."

He looked at her face and replied calmly: "Then I'm lucky to have met you now."

The curve at the end of Song Shiwei's lips slowly froze. Under his gaze, she realized that he was serious. She was quiet and said half-jokingly: "I'm not kind, I'm very, I'm very twisted and entangled."

Ji Yanchen didn't reply and stared at her quietly. One thing she may not even realize is that she is struggling because she is too kind.

In their relationship, she could actually hang on to him and use him to enjoy his efforts without giving him anything in return. He was willing to do so anyway.

But she was stupid and serious at the same time, with such a heavy sense of morality that she even wanted to apologize to him when she had a high fever and was unconscious. She burst into tears because she didn't know how to respond to him, and confessed her feelings to him clumsily and sincerely. .

He is really lucky, the person he has liked for nine years is her.

"Xiaowei."

He whispered her name in a low voice, and his deep voice seemed to be coated with a frosted texture in the dim light, making the eardrums tremble slightly as it penetrated his ears.

Song Shiwei remembered in a daze that the same thing happened in last night's dream. Someone called her anxiously in her ear again and again, as if they were afraid that she would pass out and become completely unconscious.

This memory seemed to have substance, and the image of him carrying her while walking hard in the dark mountain forest suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. He held her body steady with one hand, and the other hand tightly grasped the branches along the way. The two of them The weight fits excessively in the palm of his hand. His calm and panicked voice was so clear that it didn't sound like a dream, but actually existed:

"Xiaowei."

"Talk to me"

"Don't sleep, Xiaowei"

"I still have a lot to say to you. You can't."

"Don't leave me, please." Song Shiwei's eyes swayed in a trance, looking into the deep black eyes of the person in front of him.

She hesitated and opened her lips slightly, wanting to ask him if the dream was true, but she both hoped it was true and was afraid that it was true.

In the end, she chose to retreat into her shell and said softly: "Rest, I'm sleepy."

The wall lamp above the bed was turned off, and the vision was instantly plunged into darkness.

Song Shiwei turned over and turned her back to him. She lowered her eyelashes and thought about her own thoughts. She didn't fall asleep for a long time.

The flow of time is blurred in the extreme silence. After an unknown amount of time, her eyelashes gradually darkened, but she suddenly felt something covering her waist exposed outside the quilt.

Such a warm and rough touch was no longer unfamiliar to her. After she slowly regained consciousness, she turned around and opened her eyes. She was surprised to find that he had stood up and sat on the edge of her bed at some point. His expression could not be seen clearly in the darkness. , but his gaze made her cheeks instantly heat up and her heart pounding.

He stared at her silently for a moment, grabbed her wrist, kissed her slowly, then pressed her side, slowly leaning down and pressing her down.

The silence of the person in front of her made Song Shiwei a little nervous inexplicably, and she couldn't help but ask in a very soft voice: "You, what are you doing?"

He didn't answer, or his actions were the answer.

He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips, but did not go deeper, but pecked her carefully, as if he was protecting a precious treasure.

Song Shiwei's ears were already sensitive. She was kissed by him in the dark, and her heart was numb with patience. Tears quickly appeared in her dark eyes. She weakly struggled a few times and noticed that the big palm on her waist was also tending to penetrate deeper. , said carefully: "No"

He ignored her, lowering his head to kiss her while sneaking in forcefully. Song Shiwei was so nervous that her heart almost jumped out of her chest. She grabbed his hard arm with her slender fingers and shook her head sadly.

The force on his lips was gentle and lingering, but the rough fingers suddenly exerted force. The heat in his palms seeped into her heart through her skin. She was forced to tears by this simple and rough stimulation, and she bit her lips to hold back the sound.

The night is dark and everything is silent.

Fortunately, the constant sound of the air conditioner blocked the increasingly rapid breathing and heartbeat of the person on the bed. She stared at the ceiling with tearful eyes, half of her consciousness lost under his attack. The hum of the air conditioner in her ears was amplified several times, and he was attached to her. In her ears, the voice seemed to come from far away: "Xiaowei."

Ji Yanchen pressed the slender wrist of the person under him, scratched the bracelet on it with his fingertips, rubbed and bit her neck like a big dog, causing her to sink into the bed, and asked in a low voice: " Like it?"

Her nasal voice was pitiful and trembling, and a little bit of weak crying could be heard: "Yes."

He asked slowly: "Do you like my gift or me?"

Her dark eyes were misty and she looked at his face without answering. The strength in his hand increased, and he secretly urged her. She couldn't bear it for a moment, and she couldn't help but bowed her body, and the voice at the end of her lips was almost leaked: "I like it all."

He lowered his eyes and stared at her, the dark paranoia in his deep eyes was hidden in the night, under the moonlight, and finally turned into a deep and suffocating kiss: "I like you too."

I like her very much, I really like her. The more he gets to know her, the more he can't stop feeling this feeling. He wants to be with her every minute, especially after knowing her thoughts, this kind of possessiveness that has been trapped in a cage for nine years. Burning worse.

He grasped her thin neck with his big hand and bit her lips hard, leaving wet and stinging marks on her lips with the tips of his teeth.

Song Shiwei unconsciously raised her face, trying to win some oxygen in this lingering disparity in strength, but what she got in exchange was an intensified attack and an invasion that expanded territory.