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72, can't hide(2/2)

Being used to her exaggeration, Duan Jiaxu laughed out loud: "It's not bad, I think it sounds like..."

Sang Zhi: "Huh?"

"It's pretty respectable."

"..."

She has stayed at Duan Jiaxu's house many times, and Sang Zhi left a lot of clothes here, so she doesn't have to go back to the dormitory to get them. She has nothing to do recently, most of the courses have been completed, and only the upcoming exam week is left.

Entering the master bedroom, Sang Zhi took a change of clothes from the closet. Noticing the time, she habitually called Liping. After chatting for a few words, she quickly hung up.

Sang Zhi sat on the bed in a daze for a while, and then breathed out. She got up, thinking about things, and went into the bathroom to take a shower. After coming out, she picked up her phone and hesitantly sent Sang Yan a WeChat message: [Brother

, please do me a favor.】

Sang Yan did not reply immediately.

She waited for a while, put down the phone, wiped her hair with a towel, and went back to the bathroom to dry her hair.

It's not too late at this time, just after nine o'clock.

In the room, Sang Zhi could still hear Duan Jiaxu watching TV in the living room. She left the living room, intending to stay with him for a while and go back to the room to sleep at one o'clock.

Duan Jiaxu also just took a shower.

He didn't watch TV, he just turned on the sound and held his mobile phone in his hand, as if he was playing a game.

Sang Zhi climbed up on the sofa and came next to him to watch. She couldn't quite understand what he was playing at, so she smelled the faint smell of mint on his body and said casually: "I quite like the smell of your new shower gel."

."

Duan Jiaxu hummed.

"What brand is it?" Sang Zhi asked again, "I also want to buy a bottle."

"Why buy it?" Hearing this, Duan Jiaxu raised his eyelids and said in a drawl, "Can't you smell it on me?"

"..."

The next moment, Duan Jiaxu held her hand and pulled her into his arms. With a smile in his throat, he adjusted his posture, hugged her and continued to play the game: "Let me come closer and smell it."

Sang Zhi instantly sat in his arms with her back turned.

She stopped for a moment, said nothing, and just stared at the phone in his hand obediently, watching him play games.

His hands are good-looking, with slender fingers that are neatly trimmed and look very clean. There are small crescents on the nails, which are shiny. The movements of his hands are familiar and fast. Just look at these hands, and the way they play games is also particularly pleasing to the eye.

.

Sang Zhi has never played and can’t understand some of the operations, so he will ask a few questions out loud from time to time.

Duan Jiaxu didn't play seriously either. When she asked, he explained patiently.

The small living room is quiet most of the time.

Gradually, Duan Jiaxu's movements slowed down.

After the new game ended, Sang Zhi was about to get up and go back to her room to get her phone and download the game to play. Before she could make any move, Duan Jiaxu's hand loosened and the phone slipped down and hit her thigh.

Then it fell onto the carpet next to the sofa.

Following this, he landed on the back of her neck, kissing her warmly and delicately.

Duan Jiaxu's breathing became heavier, and his palms slid down, reaching into her pajamas and kneading the soft flesh on her belly. His breath sprayed on her skin, itching and numbing, and the kiss gradually slid down, bringing

increased intensity.

Sang Zhi's mind went blank and he subconsciously turned his head.

As if as he expected, the next second, Duan Jiaxu held her head, kissed her lips, and probed in with the tip of his tongue. The force gradually increased, causing a bit of stinging pain.

After an unknown amount of time, he withdrew his other hand, calmly arranged the hem of her clothes, and slowly calmed down his breathing.

Duan Jiaxu looked at her for a long time, his eyes deepened in color, filled with desire, and his voice was low and hoarse: "If I weren't afraid of scaring you -"

"..."

As if he had no way to vent, he continued to slide his lips down, bit her collarbone hard, and licked it.
Chapter completed!
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