Spring breeze is the best (032) Naked is more beautiful than dressed

  It's also a nauseating thing to chat with such people, Gu Shallow Cong hugged the instant noodle bucket and went upstairs to eat.

  Anzi was driving fine, just out of the second ring road, when the car suddenly swerved and felt like something was wrong. He pulled over to check and estimated that there was a problem with the tire.

  That night, the wind started to blow, and the warm air ripped through the wide scarf, making it feel scorching hot and itchy around my neck.

  Just as I was about to bend down, my shoulder slipped and I stretched out my hand to grab it. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed before my eyes, and when I turned my head to look, the other side of my cheek felt like it had been scratched by a cat's claw. Sharp fingers were embedded in the flesh, from top to bottom, tearing open the delicate skin, and it started to throb with pain.

  Anzi analyzed the pain and let out a loud cry, no longer caring about anything else. She raised her hand to wipe it away, but a sticky liquid oozed out instead. Standing up and looking around, she didn't see even half of a person's shadow. The only thing was the cars on the road, flowing like a red tide, rolling and crashing at the end of the road.

  Anzi stood by the road, in pain and fear, calling her family, her hands shaking, until she was finally scared to tears.

  Without waiting for An Jia to arrive and pick her up, she took a taxi directly to the hospital. One side of her face was completely destroyed, with deep five-finger marks, and her flesh was blurred with blood.

  Even the doctor found it unbelievable, the five marks looked like they were scratched by human hands, but such a deep wound also seemed to be cut by a sharp object. It's so deep that even if it's well treated, there's still a high possibility of scarring and skin repair is needed. This way, it will take a long time, not something that can recover in a short period.

  Anzi heard the doctor say this and was originally terrified, completely losing control of her emotions and bursting into tears.

  I recalled Gu Qianying's words and thought of her eerie expression, suddenly feeling short of breath, as if I had been bewitched. I immediately called Ji Jiangying, trembling: "Jiangying, Gu Qianying wants to kill me."

  Ji Jiang's movements were swift, and before he even put down the phone, he had already pushed open Gu Shallow's door with one hand.

  Gu Shallow Cong wrapped in a bath towel came out of the bathroom, her hair still dripping with water, wet and soggy.

  Ji Jiang stood at the door with a thoughtful expression, his breathing still somewhat unstable. He paused for a moment, then pulled up the fabric on his chest.

  "Ji Dashiou, what kind of hobby is this? Don't you knock on a woman's door before entering?"

  As she spoke, Ji Jiangying walked a few steps closer to her without looking up. He touched her skin with his fingers, warm and tender, confirming that she had taken a bath. Then he went to pull off her towel.

  Gu Shallow Cong pressed down on his slender fingers, her eyes slightly stern: "Seasonal Young Master, if you take an inch and advance a foot, it won't be good."

  Ji Jiang raised an eyebrow, murmuring a soft "oh?" as the corner of his eye curved upwards: "Take a look, it won't cost you any flesh, at worst I'll compensate you." He really came over, and that bath towel was already quite loose; with just one tug, even if he didn't use much force, it was already on the verge of falling off. But as soon as his fingertips made contact, it had already slipped to the floor. The magnificent spring scenery in front of him stimulated his visual senses, his body white and slender, like a fine porcelain vase, the most precious and beautiful one.

  Gu Shallow Cong couldn't dodge in time, so she simply let him look. Coldly asking him: "Young Master Ji still wants to see when? Not enough after such a long time?"

  Ji Jiang's gaze, which had been extremely heated, lingered on her body before finally settling on her face. Not a hint of shyness was visible, yet it was clear that she was pretending to be calm, after all, she was a woman, and despite her cold demeanor, her eyes still sparkled.

  The corners of his mouth rose a bit: "Naked is better than dressed."

  He spoke with a sly charm, his eyebrows and eyes curving up like a rogue's.

  It was then that I remembered the day when Gu Shallow Cong was pressed under my body, roughly at this moment of boiling hot blood.

  When it comes to shamelessness, Gu Qianying really can't compare to him. Without picking up the bath towel on the floor, she turned around and got into bed, directly shrinking into the quilt, lying down with her back to him.

  "Get out!"

  Ji Jiang's phone was still connected, and An Zi Xi kept calling out his name.

  Found it annoying, a finger lightly pressed it away. Conveniently put it in the pocket of pants and rushed to bed.

  Gu Shallow suddenly turned around: "Right, didn't Season Big Young Master say he still wanted to return it? How are you planning to return it?"

  Ji Jiangying had already begun to unbutton his shirt, and it was the first time he had ever teased a woman in such a playful way. He wanted to see how serious Gu Shuangning was, and whether her seemingly carefree attitude was genuine or not.

  The two people's eyes were tightly locked together, as if they were in a fierce battle of wits.

  Ji Jiangying gazed at her, first pulling out the shirt from the belt, unbuttoning one by one, then going to unzip the trousers...

  Gu Shallow Cong followed closely with her eyes fixed on him, as if even a slight deviation in his gaze would mean defeat.

  Neither of them wanted to look away, staring at each other with wide eyes. Jiang Ying didn't delay for a moment, her hands moving swiftly until the last layer of restraint was torn off.

  Actually, Gu Qian Ning didn't really look at him, just said some words, but Ji Jiang Ying had never seen him before and hadn't really slept with him, so she wouldn't feel comfortable.

  He first averted his gaze, and since he had already stripped off everything, he waved his hand: "You can go now, we're even."

  Ji Jiang's fingers tightened around her wrist, pulling her gaze along with it.

  "Smiling but not smiling: 'If you don't take a closer look like I did, wouldn't you be greatly deceived?'"

  Gu Shallow's face slightly warmed, calmly saying: "Seasonal young master does things quite honestly, however, I don't think this is taking advantage. Compared to other men, there's no difference, I thought Seasonal young master was more extraordinary."

  Ji Jiang's eyes gleamed with a hint of evil intent.

  "How can you know if it's different from others without trying?"

  "Qī Dà Shǎo, you're so shameless, does ān Zǐ Xī know?"

  Ji Jiang frowned: "What does it have to do with her."

  The men of the Ji family are so heartless, their words and deeds are always half true and half false.

  Ji Jiangying had already slipped under the covers and wrapped his arms around her waist, her skin was smooth to the touch. His hands were cool as jade, cold enough that Gu Shuangning shivered slightly.

  She reached out to pull his hand away, but Ji Jiangying refused to let go, and the two of them started tussling, gradually becoming a tangled mess. In reality, Gu Shuangning didn't dare use her real skills, and Ji Jiangying had asked her something in the hospital before, she didn't know how much he had figured out, so she couldn't tell if this was a test or what.

  It only takes a little self-defense, and it looks ordinary. Moreover, the two naked bodies on the bed are rubbing against each other to generate heat, what's the difference? The most sensitive parts of the body keep grinding together. Gradually, they all softened their strength. Even the changes in the body were very obvious.

  The color in Ji Jiang's eyes deepened, and his eyes, which were originally like the sea under moonlight, quiet and profound, suddenly seemed majestic and turbulent.

  He was extremely close to her, even his breathing felt scorching hot.

  "Are you going to hit me again? Do you like it when men use force?"

  As they spoke, one of his hands exerted force and pressed her body flat onto the bed.

  Gu Shallow Cong was startled and his body was scorching hot, with a strong feeling below.

  "Does Ji Da think he can get on the bus first and then buy a ticket? I don't think so."

  Ji Jiang's eyes gleamed with a sly smile: "Do you think it's up to you? Even so, it's still better than those who escape tickets, don't you think?"