Chapter 1796
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Ji Zuo sighed softly. He walked over and squatted down to check her ankle. It was all red. He said in a low voice, "Third Miss, bear with the pain."
Then he took her ankle in his hand and squeezed it.
Murong Qianqian was speechless. "…"
Damn it, it hurts!
Beads of perspiration formed on her forehead.
Ji Zuo glanced at her and lifted his large palm to wipe her sweat.
Murong Qianqian was stunned for a moment and stared at him.
So he cared about her, didn't he?
Then why did he break up with her?
For a moment, she felt aggrieved and her eyes reddened.
Ji Zuo paused and his movements became gentler. "Does it hurt a lot?"
Murong Qianqian hummed in acknowledgment.
Ji Zuo's grip became weaker and weaker.
Suddenly, her neck was hooked by someone.
Ji Zuo didn't notice and was pulled down by her. They fell to the ground together.
She was below and he was above.
The sudden turn of events made Murong Qianqian blush. Because … because little Ji Zuo had obviously gotten hard and was pressing against him.
Ji Zuo froze. He looked at Murong Qianqian and his Adam's apple bobbed.
Murong Qianqian closed her eyes. Her eyelashes were trembling and her heart was thumping.
Ji Zuo looked at her and instantly lost himself. His thin lips found her red lips and he kissed them.
He was afraid that the uneven ground would hurt her.
He lifted her waist with one hand.
Murong Qianqian trembled violently. She was very nervous.
Ji Zuo became greedier as he kissed her. His thin lips nibbled on her red lips again and again.
These days, she had been flirting with him unscrupulously. She didn't know how hard it was for him to endure.
He had long wanted to press her down like this, skin her alive, and swallow her whole!
But she was like a lamb in a tiger's mouth!
How could he let her off!
Murong Qianqian's body was burning hot. She reached out to touch his Adam's apple, and then down to his firm muscles.
Ji Zuo's mind exploded. He pressed her against the ground and kissed her lips, her chin, all the way down.
Murong Qianqian craned her neck.
She left a mark on every inch of skin on his neck that belonged to him.
Dry firewood and raging fire were on the verge of exploding.
Murong Qianqian reached for his belt and unbuckled it. Her face was flushed red as she caressed his muscular body.
Ji Zuo suddenly sobered up. He grabbed her hand and stood up.
Murong Qianqian opened her eyes and looked at him.
Ji Zuo stood to the side, fastening his belt, the veins on his temples bulging.
Murong Qianqian was also embarrassed!
Just now, she … she … she really didn't seem to be reserved!
Ji Zuo's back was facing Murong Qianqian, and his voice was terrifyingly hoarse. "Put on your clothes!"
Murong Qianqian responded and quickly put on her clothes.
Ji Zuo walked in front of her.
Murong Qianqian followed behind and stared at his back.
Ji Zuo's blood was still flowing in reverse.
Did she really like Ah Dong?
Could he really be with her as Ah Dong?
He turned to look at Murong Qianqian. "Do you really like me?"
Murong Qianqian paused. "I do!"
Ji Zuo said in a low voice, "Don't regret marrying me."
Murong Qianqian said, "Who's going to regret it!"
Ji Zuo stopped in his tracks and waited for her to come closer. He lowered his head and raised his hand to caress her cheek.
Murong Qianqian's breathing was slightly erratic.
Ji Zuo stared at her with his dark eyes. He suddenly leaned in and kissed her red lips, which had become unrecognizable because of his itching. "Remember what you said today."
Murong Qianqian looked at Ji Zuo, suddenly confused.
Why did he say that?
He was Ji Zuo!
She paused and suddenly understood.
Was he really going to be with her as Ah Dong?
Why?
She didn't understand. She stared at Ji Zuo.
Ji Zuo caressed her cheek with his finger. "Once we get married, Third Miss won't be able to regret it."
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