Ye Jiaqi stepped on the carpet, unable to control the speed of his heartbeat and the spreading emotions.

My heart almost jumped out of my throat.

In the darkness, she couldn't see anyone coming, but in the strong smell of alcohol, she could vaguely detect the familiar scent of agarwood.

The aura on his body was so familiar to her, extremely familiar to her, and she had been familiar with it for sixteen years.

Because of this familiarity, Ye Jiaqi twitched his fingers and his long eyelashes trembled violently in the darkness.

His palms were a little rough, gently stroking her cheek.

This kiss never stopped.

She couldn't get away until he let her go.

Josnian was tall, and Ye Jiaqi had never been his opponent.

Ye Jiaqi was suffocated by the kiss, raised his head in discomfort, and kept moving his fingers.

It was too dark in the entrance hall, she couldn't see his expression, she didn't even know why he came...

Why did he come?

His breathing and aura told her that he was Josnian.

Ye Jiaqi's eyelashes were trembling, his eyelids were twitching, and his legs were a little weak.

Josnian held her waist, then let go of her lips and her hand.

He made no next move, just supported the wall and held her in his arms.

Ye Jiaqi raised his right hand and slapped him across the face.

Josnian didn't hide.

With a "pop" sound, Ye Jiaqi swung it extra hard, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

It was so dark in the apartment, and he had every chance to avoid it, but he didn't, never did.

However, Ye Jiaqi didn't have the strength to slap him a second time.

His fingers were trembling, his heart was beating hard, blood was flowing backwards all over his body, and his brain was still in a daze.

Pain came from the palm of his hand, and his fingers connected with his heart. This tingling feeling hit his heart directly.

The man in front of her did not make any other transgressive move, he just held her in his arms.

He wouldn't let her turn on the light, and she couldn't reach the switch.

In the darkness where she couldn't see her fingers, she was breathing rapidly and her lips were trembling.

Holding Josnian in her arms, she hit his chest with her fists and pushed him hard.

But the more she pushed him, the tighter he held her. Her struggle was of no use in his eyes.

"Get out, get out!"

Ye Jiaqi yelled out, with a choking cry in his voice.

His coat was cold and there was no heating in the room. When she touched his clothes, she shook her hands.

Josnian didn't say anything, he just held her in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her hair and eyebrows.

The delicate kiss was like spring rain, continuous, but with endless tenderness, like pear blossoms falling into the lake in March, soft and long.

Ye Jiaqi grabbed his clothes and beat his chest hard: "Get out, why are you so shameless, get out..."

Ye Jiaqi would not quarrel, especially not with Josnian.

In the past, if I had a falling out with him, I would get angry or run away from home. At most, I would refuse to go downstairs to eat or see him.

But they never really had an argument in person.

She never likes to quarrel with others, and she always suffers in this regard.

Although Josnian has a bad temper, he still has basic gentlemanly demeanor and he doesn't bother to quarrel with a girl like her.

Just like now, he still didn't quarrel with her.

"Why did you come to Chicago? I'm easy to bully, right? Who do you think I am? Josnian, do you still want to be embarrassed?" Ye Jiaqi asked repeatedly, his voice trembling.
Chapter completed!