Chapter 1: The Male God on the Bed (Part 1)
The summer day dawns very early. Although the dark glass can reflect most of the light, it gradually penetrates with stronger and stronger light.
Jian Xin woke up in the gradually bright morning light. She opened her sleepy eyes. The bedside cabinet has smooth lines, and the table lamp on it is concave with artistic shapes. It seems to be a boutique at the winter Italian designer furniture exhibition. She looked away in a daze. The dark silk sheets, and the two messy pillows at the head of the bed were also silk products of the same color.
She squinted her eyes and rubbed her hands together. There was a dazzling floor-to-ceiling glass window in front of her. The tall building outside the window was the place where she went to work every day—the office building of Hualian Film and Television.
This is where? Jian Xin turned over and sat up in surprise. Pulling the quilt under the pressure, she realized that he was not fully clothed and that there was another person lying on the bed.
Jian Xin wrapped the quilt around her chest and slowly turned around, feeling a familiar sleeping figure on the bed, so she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and turn the other person's face to face her, but saw that the other person appeared to be her heart, Hua Chen, the male god who has been chasing her hard for half a year without success.
The scream stuck in her throat...
Jian Xin covered her mouth, trying to recall the cause and effect of last night, but her mind kept replaying the scenes of the two of them lingering:
She remembered his lips, thin and hot, sticking to her When touching the skin, it seems that the blood rolling under the lips can be felt.
She remembered his fingers, with clear lines imprinted on her body, burning like fire. It's all bewitching gestures.
She remembered that when his chest was pressed against her body, the heat seemed to melt her. She remembered that she turned around and put her arms around his neck and buried her head on his shoulder, trying to find some kind of attachment...
So it seems that she finally ate a piece of something she has coveted for a long time. But why is there no sense of fullness and satisfaction? Jian Xin couldn't help leaning forward; looking at Hua Chen's sleeping face.
Hua Chen on the bed was still resting with his eyes closed, breathing evenly. Jian Xin looked at his eyelashes, which were not much shorter than her own, and imagined the depth of his eyes when he opened them. His gaze was like a whirlpool that could draw people's minds into it.
Then her eyes fell on his tall nose bridge, and then on his lips. Hua Chen's lips are thin, and they look a little ruthless when they are pressed tightly, but the ends of the lips are slightly upturned, like a natural fishhook catching people's hearts.
Just such a face is enough to seduce people, not to mention that he has such a good mind and a good figure. Thinking of that figure, Jian Xin swallowed quietly and pulled down the quilt covering Hua Chen's body.
As the heir of the Huashi Group, Huachen is in charge of the entire Hualian Film and Television, but his figure does not seem to be inferior to any male star or male model under Hualian; the standard type looks thin when dressed, and fleshy when undressed. Sexy and charming with glossy abdominal muscles and a fine and strong waistline, Jian Xin stared at Hua Chen's body, feeling that the air in the room was getting hotter and hotter...
There was a faint soreness and pain between her legs. Jian Xin tries hard to remember the situation from the night before, but she can't remember the key part: it's like a piece of braised pork with juicy flavor; she did eat it in her mouth, but before she had time to chew, the meat slipped by itself into her stomach, which is extremely uncomfortable.
And with such delicious meat, she can't guarantee that there will be a next time. Although she couldn't recall what happened yesterday, Jian Xin knew that once Hua Chen woke up, he might look at her with his usual indifferent and disdainful eyes, wishing she would disappear before his eyes immediately.
probably never had another chance. With a thought in Jian Xin's mind, the eyes that looked at Hua Chen became more and more fiery. She just wanted to taste that meat again, licking it without chewing...
Jian Xin moved cautiously toward Hua Chen. After turning around, she made a slight noise, and quickly stepped back, looking at Hua Chen again, but there was no sign of his waking up. A few minutes later, Jian Xin moved again.
Jian Xin leaned over and lowered her head, licked her lips, and called softly: "General Manager—" There was
no response.
"Hua Chen—"
still did not respond.
Jian Xin clenched her fists, encouraged herself, pressed her lips on Hua Chen's lips, and paused for a while. There was no specific feeling on her lips, but the psychological satisfaction was unspeakable. Xin closed her eyes, wanting to experience it carefully for a moment.
When Jian Xin closed her eyes, she missed Hua Chen's bright eyes that had just opened. The light inside was like the light from the eyes of a wolf seeing its prey on the snow in the dark night.
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