Chapter 366 His and Her Second Time (1)

After saying that, Chen Bai turned around and walked towards the elevator.

Before he had taken two steps, Chen Bai stopped again: "Mr. He, Miss Ji said that she wants a hundred bottles of correction fluid. Do you really want to buy a hundred bottles?"

"One thousand!" He Jichen gritted his teeth and replied to Chen Bai, then bent down, hugged the crazy girl into his arms, and took the lead to leave.

When passing by Chen Bai, He Jichen slowed down slightly and said, "One less, and you won't have to come back!"

After saying that, He Jichen quickened his pace and entered the elevator.

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Carrying Ji Yi all the way up the stairs, and coming out of the elevator, He Jichen didn't find the key card for her room on Ji Yi's body, so he hugged her directly into his room.

Putting Ji Yi on the bed, He Jichen immediately pressed the phone on the bedside table and ordered someone to bring sobering soup.

Drunk Ji Yi closed her eyes as soon as she touched the bed.

After He Jichen put down the receiver of his landline phone, he glanced at Ji Yi on the bed. He was afraid that she might catch a cold while sleeping like this, so he stepped forward, pulled off the quilt, and covered her body.

Following his actions, Ji Yi, who was feeling dizzy, smelled a scent of perfume.

She frowned, sniffed hard, and noticed that the smell of perfume was even stronger, and then slowly opened her eyelids.

It turned out that the perfume she had been looking for for so long was here...

Ji Yi thought about it, then pulled the front of He Jichen's clothes, raised her face, and leaned towards him.

Her little face happened to be close to his shoulder, and her soft breath, with the sweet smell of alcohol, lightly sprinkled on his erect neck.

He Jichen's back suddenly tensed up, and his voice was deep and hoarse: "Xiaoyi, don't make trouble."

She ignored his words, her little face still rubbed against his clothes.

Her nose slid from his neck to his chest, and then stopped.

Through the clothes and bedding, He Jichen could vaguely feel the heat of her lips.

His breathing became a little rough, and his hands on the bed subconsciously grasped the quilt.

"Xiaoyi..." He spoke again, his voice hoarse.

He Jichen only said two words before he was silenced by the tingling sensation caused by the tip of her nose brushing against her chest.

He held his breath, tensed up his whole body, and remained silent for two seconds before suppressing the desire roiling in his body.

He Jichen swallowed his saliva and was about to speak and complete what he was about to say when he just called her name, but before he could even make a small sound, she muttered in a low voice: "It stinks... "

Smells? Is she talking about him?

He Jichen frowned slightly, lowered his head and smelled his clothes.

There's no peculiar smell. Why did she say he smelled?

When He Jichen was wondering, Ji Yi moved his nose from his chest to his arm, and then stopped at a certain place. After a moment of silence, his delicate brows frowned tightly, with a full expression. Feeling disgusted, he spoke again: "...it stinks to death..."

As he spoke, Ji Yi stretched out his hands and pushed towards He Jichen's chest, trying to push him away.

It was probably because she was completely drunk, her strength was as soft as a cat scratching, and He Jichen's body did not move at all.

She frowned fiercely, and increased the strength of her hands. When she saw that he still didn't move, she said in her mouth: "Go away, stay away from me, you stink, you will kill me." Already..."