Ye Jiaqi was out of breath, so Josnian let go of her slightly and turned to kiss her neck.

"Hmm..." Ye Jiaqi frowned and groaned.

After letting her go for a few seconds, his lips pressed against her again, pressing her whole body onto the sofa.

Ye Jiaqi blushed even more and tried to push him away impatiently. This was still the living room and people would come over anytime and anywhere.

Is he so indifferent?

And at this moment, his kiss could not bring her pleasure. On the contrary, it made her very uncomfortable and extremely psychologically uncomfortable.

But Josnian was different. He coveted this kiss and missed this kiss. He seemed to be possessed because he didn't know...whether this would be the last kiss.

No, it's impossible.

He was panicked by his sudden thought, and kissed him harder, seeming to be giving up on himself and not caring.

In the past, if Ye Jiaqi didn't know how to ventilate or push him, he would be very obedient, but today...he was not obedient at all. He just wanted to kiss her hard, as if he wanted to embed her into his body.

Ye Jiaqi felt uncomfortable and couldn't breathe.

Her nails began to scratch his neck.

But Josnian seemed numb. He didn't feel anything and just wanted to kiss her.

As long as her breath is still around him, he feels safe.

Ye Jiaqi was so stunned by his kiss that his mind went blank several times.

Every time he was out of breath, he would temporarily let go of her and kiss her earlobes and neck, but soon he would kiss her lips again.

Later, Ye Jiaqi didn't have the strength to mediate with Josnian any more and let him kiss her.

Qiao Chengfan didn't know when he returned to the living room.

He was stunned for a moment, then turned his head, pretending not to see anything, and went upstairs.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Ye Jiaqi opened his eyes and saw Qiao Chengfan's back, and scratched Josnian's neck hard with his nails.

Josnian was in pain and distracted.

He finally let her go.

Qiao Chengfan walked very quickly and quickly returned to his room.

Ye Jiaqi pushed him away, sat up from the sofa, and pulled up his collar: "Josnian, you are really too much."

After saying that, she ran away quickly and ran to the guest room.

Josnian watched her back gradually go away, as if she was getting farther and farther away from him, and he couldn't catch her with his hand.

The kiss was very long, and Ye Jiaqi's scent seemed to still linger in the air.

He finally lowered his head and rubbed his eyebrows, his chiseled face a bit pale.

…

There was white mist in the early morning of the next day. When the wind blew, the mist would spread everywhere, carrying the smell of dust and the fragrance of leaves.

It was still dark, and everything was dark. Only the street lights were shining brightly, illuminating the road and the scenery in a particularly peaceful way.

Everything has not yet awakened.

Ye Jiaqi washed up early and put his suitcase outside Qiao's house after having breakfast.

Josnian stood on the steps, wearing a dark shirt and black trousers. The expression on his face was not very clear in the dim light. Only his figure was as tall and slender as before, and his shadow fell on the steps, standing alone.

Ye Jiaqi wore a burgundy shirt, jeans, a long white coat, and her hair was tied up with a hairband.

In the hazy mist, she seemed to be the same as she was when she was a teenager, as if she had not changed in more than ten years.

When the wind blows, the white mist floats.

The driver stopped the car and moved Ye Jiaqi's suitcase to the trunk.
Chapter completed!