The Crippled Boss Loves Me

Qiao Xi was so obsessed with her thoughts that she did not notice the coldness in Ji Yan's eyes.

She lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling. After a while, she said softly, "Mr. Ji, just follow me." She supported Ji Yan and carefully went upstairs with the help of the light from the open door. She walked slowly and quietly.

"Be careful of the steps and raise your feet a little higher." She held onto Ji Yan and reminded him in a gentle voice, like a tender and sweet wife, but also like a devout believer who took care of her god. She hoped that the journey would be a little longer. She didn't feel his heavy weight on her. Instead, she felt very, very sweet, as if she was soaked in honey water. She opened her eyes wide and carefully felt every touch from his body. It was as if she wanted to seal this short period of time in her mind forever.

On the second floor, the door to Qiao Xi's room was slightly open at the end of the stairs. Her eyes fell on the door, and her gaze was filled with struggle."Mr. Ji is back?" At that moment, another warm ray of light shone down the corridor. Shen Hanxing was standing at the door in a comfortable long dress with her hair let down. She looked a little surprised. "Qiao Xi, you're still up? "

Qiao Xi seemed to have been scalded as she quickly retracted her hand and took two steps back. She stuttered, "Mrs. Ji... You're still up..."

"I was waiting for Mr. Ji to come back while reading some files." Shen Hanxing pursed her lips and chuckled. She looked at Qiao Xi and asked, "What are you so nervous about? It's late. Why are you still up?"

"I ... I was going to the bathroom." Qiao Xi clenched her fists and bit her lip. She quickly said, " President Ji is drunk, so I helped him back to his room. I'll go back to my room now." Without giving Shen Hanxing a chance to reply, she ran into her room and slammed the door shut.

"Am I that scary?" Shen Hanxing shook her head in amusement. She looked up at Ji Yan and asked with a smile, "Mr. Ji is drunk?"

"Madam, you're not scary. You're very cute." The drunk Ji Yan was more passionate than usual. He took a few steps forward and put his hot palm around her slender waist. He lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose against hers, saying in a deep voice, "You're so cute that I want to take a bite."

"A bite?" Shen Hanxing's eyes were smiling as she looked at Ji Yan and asked, "Where do you want to bite?"

The door was like a boundary, cutting off the light. One step back was darkness, and one step forward was warm light. Shen Hanxing stood between of the light and shadow, looking up at him without any defense, showing her slender neck, red lips, and white teeth. She was so beautiful that Ji Yan swallowed hard. Without further ado, he directly demonstrated how much he wanted to bite her.

Ji Yan lowered his head and kissed Shen Hanxing's red lips, exchanging a deep kiss with her. The smell of wine spread between them, and Shen Hanxing felt that she was intoxicated by Ji Yan's scent and was also a little tipsy.

"My wife is so sweet." After the kiss, Ji Yan hugged Shen Hanxing tightly and said in a hoarse voice, "Madam, you're so sweet. Are you a candy spirit? Let me examine properly." The alcohol seemed to have loosened Ji Yan. He was no longer as restrained as he usually was. He lifted Shen Hanxing's chin almost rudely. It was not enough. He could not kiss her enough no matter what. He wanted to put her in his pocket, rub her into his bones, and eat her up. She did not have to do anything. Just standing there was enough to challenge his self-control and make his rationality collapse. He wanted to offer her love and loyalty in exchange for a trace of her pity.

Ji Yan's strong arms held Shen Hanxing tightly. His hot lips fell on her forehead, eyebrows, and eyelids like a shower of rain, worshiping every inch of her skin. Shen Hanxing could not help but feel tickled by the warm and soft touch. She dodged and chuckled. She pretended to be angry and said, "Mr. Ji, are you taking advantage of me with the disguise of being drunk? "

"I don't know what you're talking about, Madam," Ji Yan mumbled as he cupped Shen Hanxing's face in his hands to stop her from avoiding him. After savoring her sweetness, he chuckled. "I'm very drunk, my throat is dry, and my head aches a little. Madam, please love me..."