Chapter 8: Ji Jinchuan's Woman

She was thin-skinned and sent her door to be a lover automatically. This kind of remark is somewhat difficult to tell.
After talking, Qingli's cheeks were slightly pink, with a vivid bright under the lights.
Her skin is very good, her fair face is as smooth as jade, and her pinkness is like a baby.
Ji Jinchuan narrowed her eyes, looked at her up and down, and her thin lips raised a bit of irony: "I don't want every woman who takes the initiative to send me."
Shen Youran was embarrassed, her white cheeks were flushed, and she was even more delicate and bright, and her clear eyes were exceptionally bright and clean.
She bit her lip lightly, boldly stepped forward to hug his waist, but she didn't dare to touch his chest and looked up at his eyes directly: "Can you see me then?"
"Lack of money?" His eyes flickered a bit, and glanced at the thin arms around his waist.
"You look good, and you are not a loss for being your lover." She smiled, and the crystal lamp glowed with fine light in her dark eyes.
After a while, Ji Jinchuan didn't wait to speak. She raised her head to meet his deep, indisputable eyes. Her eyes fell on his thinned lips, and she slowly moved closer to her feet.
As soon as he touched the corner of his lips, Ji Jinchuan pulled her away: "Go to the bath first."
Shen Youran entered the bathroom and stood under the shower, her heart pounding violently, and the drops of water slid down her smooth and exquisite body.
There was a moment of regret in her heart. She shouldn't be so impulsive. She spent a long time in the bathroom, put on a bathrobe and took a deep breath, and opened the bathroom door.
Ji Jinchuan leaned on the head of the bed and looked at the people who came out of the bathroom. His delicate cheeks were pink in the mist. The slightly open bathrobe exposed the delicate clavicle, crystal clear and white.
Shen Youran pulled the bathrobe on her body. The bathrobe was Ji Jinchuan's. She wore a wide and big one, almost bare feet, a little funny.
Ji Jinchuan saw her holding the bathrobe tightly and frowned slightly: "I regret to leave now."
He doesn't like to force other people, especially women. The woman he does not lack is Jin Jichuan.
Shen Youran hesitated for a moment and walked forward barefoot with a bite on her lower lip, unravelling her bathrobe and sitting across his waist, her exquisite body appeared in front of the man's eyes.
Although she is thin, her development is excellent, her skin is as beautiful as porcelain, smooth and delicate, and exudes a warm luster under the light.
Shen Youran leaned over and kissed him. Her kiss technique was so tender that she only sucked. Ji Jinchuan tilted her head slightly, avoiding her kiss: "Still? No experience?"
Her cheeks flushed instantly, and it was difficult to whisper: "Yes."
Ji Jinchuan glanced at her blushing cheeks. As he got close, he clearly saw her long and dark eyelashes trembling gently, revealing her tightness and anxiety.
He wasn't a clean person, so he didn't ask the other person to be physically and mentally clean, but when he saw her look shy and annoyed, he was still a little stunned.
Shen Youran lowered her eyes slightly, and didn't see him respond for a while. She shook her head back into her neck in embarrassment.
She wanted to crawl down from him, but the next second he clasped the back of her head, pressed her face down, kissed her lips, and tightened her hands around her waist a little, and then suddenly turned She pressed under her.
For a while, Shen Youran climbed his neck in panic, his legs subconsciously wrapped around his waist.
The two exchanged up and down positions, looking at the handsome face above her head, her breath suffocated.