Chapter 11: Not that habit (1)

Ling Chuxia didn't dare to move at all, and waited quietly for a while, but Shi Che didn't respond, and she sighed slightly.
Gradually approaching Shi Che, Ling Chuxia's cheeks moved forward slowly, and kissed the back of Shi Che's neck. Her hands also silently followed Shi Che's open bathrobe and slipped into her clothes.
Men have desires and hopes, especially at Shi Che's age. She is full of vitality, like a wolf and a tiger. She has seen it before.
In addition, he drank a little wine and was a little drunk, if she fiddled a few times, maybe it would be possible.
Even if the young master was angry afterwards, she would recognize it!
As long as she can get pregnant smoothly, can complete the tasks that Mrs. Shi confessed, and can keep the position of Shi's young grandmother, no matter how great the anger is, she will willingly accept it.
Ling Chuxia's palm was pressed against Shi Che's chest, and the man's body temperature was very high, as if burning her palm. The hot Ling Chuxia subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but she still tried to restrain it and work hard. Keep your hands from shaking, and slide down the lines of Shi Che's muscles little by little.
For the first time, Ling Chuxia clearly felt Shi Che's good figure, and felt the tight and firm muscles under her palms, the streamlined mermaid line, and her cheeks were already flushed, even spreading to her neck. .
Shi Che's breathing gradually fluctuated from gentle to gradually heavier, and Ling Chuxia's heart slowly began to hang in the air, rising little by little.
She doesn't know what will be facing her next, she only knows that at this moment, she must go all out.
A thin sweat leaked from Ling Chuxia's back, which almost wetted her nightdress. The nerves all over her body were tense, stroking Shi Che wholeheartedly.
She hoped that Shi Che had better not wake up, better slept drowsyly, and fell asleep by instinct... just as a spring dream...
Hope is called hope because people often give a lot of whimsical beauty in it. However, reality is often cruel.
When Ling Chuxia's thoughts just fell, she felt her wrist snapped suddenly. The force that held her wrist was as strong as ever. This feeling was not unfamiliar to her at all, or even familiar to her, so that she was even afraid of being afraid.
Until she was thrown away with a force of strength, Ling Chuxia fell back to the bed hard, making her very bad, if she fell to the hard floor, Ling Chuxia estimated that her The internal organs will all be thrown out.
Ling Chuxia thought in a daze, and suddenly met the dark brown eyes above her head.
Shi Che had already sat up, he propped his body with one hand, and leaned forward slightly, his black eyes staring at her face, as if to stare at a hole in her body.
Ling Chuxia always thought that Shi Che was already asleep, he slept peacefully, breathing smoothly and evenly, no matter how he looked like a person who was already asleep, but now looking at his eyes, there is something like someone who has just been disturbed. Wake up eyes.
The clearly fierce cheetah found his prey, staring at him, and about to pounce on him, in the dark brown eyes, there is no longer the calm pool, but the stormy wind, no longer cold Indifferent, but deep, sharp and terrifying.