Chapter 100 Ling Ji Moves

She thought that her changed beauty and charm were no longer as charming and alluring as before, and could no longer attract Cheng Jiao's body and mind.

Now Cheng Jiao's amazing performance made her regain her confidence as a peerless beauty.

Even though she has changed from the enchanting and charming Huo Mei Yao Ji to the pure and lovely Yan Ling Ji today, she is still a beautiful woman with elegant demeanor and peerless charm.

As soon as she thought of this, Yan Lingji took the initiative to hug Cheng Jiao's neck, sat on his waist and abdomen, pressed her upper body on Cheng Jiao's chest, and looked into Cheng Jiao's eyes.

Cheng Jiao felt the amazing elasticity of her breasts, held Yan Lingji's pretty face, and blew gently on her lips.

"Want it?"

Yan Lingji no longer had much rationality at this point, her ears were red, and she just wanted to quickly take down the man in front of her.

She had to give him a good beating to avenge him for using her as a masseur!

She suddenly moved and said with charming eyes.

"Sir, can you help me take off this skirt?"

Cheng Jiao agreed decisively: "Why not? Come on! Turn your back!"

Yan Lingji smiled slyly, tilted her head back and lay on Cheng Jiao's legs, with her feet on both sides of Cheng Jiao.

When Cheng Jiao lifted her slender legs and prepared to help her take off her blue skirt.

Yan Lingji used her small feet wearing long white cotton socks flexibly.

Taking advantage of Cheng Jiao's unpreparedness, he started to crack the walnuts.

It made Cheng Jiao's breath take a breath.

What the hell?

Hmm? It seems good.

A faint and peculiar smell spreads to the nasal cavity.

It seemed familiar, like butter tea with salt added, and it made Cheng Jiao's brain crash.

It was so wonderful that the hands that were pulling the skirt let go, grabbed Yan Lingji's ankles, and took a deep sniff in front of him.

Yan Lingji, who was just feeling a little proud, was stunned. She looked up at Cheng Jiao playing with her feet. What was going on?
Yan Lingji's skin is crystal clear, her skin is like jade, white with a rosy glow, and more beautiful than peach blossoms.

Being provoked by Cheng Jiao inexplicably, large areas of her skin glowed red, not to mention her delicate face, which was so hot that Yan Lingji fainted.

Cheng Jiao decisively took off the white socks on Yan Lingji's feet and threw them at Yan Lingji's face with a smile, making Yan Lingji scream and stare at Cheng Jiao in shame and anger.

Before she could take any further action, Cheng Jiao tickled the soles of her feet, causing Yan Lingji to laugh so hard that tears almost came out.

Her toes, which looked like white jade, kept flexing and stretching, and Cheng Jiao couldn't help but play with them.

He somewhat understood Haruki Murakami's description in "Snow Country". The woman gave people an unusually clean impression, and it even made people think that her toes were probably clean as well.

Yan Lingji had a pair of delicate feet, without any nail polish. Her toenails were pink and translucent, as if pink diamonds were inlaid on them.

Cheng Jiao put Yan Lingji's delicate toes together with great interest, which looked very much like the thumb piano he used to play.

Thinking of this, Cheng Jiao, like a master musician, held Yan Lingji's feet with his palms, as if he was playing a piece of music.

However, in Yan Lingji's view, Cheng Jiao seemed to have been hit by a fire charm that she had not cast, and became unconscious.

Yan Lingji twisted her body and said with a blushing face: "Are you done touching me?"

She suddenly felt a little regretful, why did she dress up and wait for Cheng Jiao. This was completely different from what she thought, she thought it was just a love affair between a man and a woman, but Cheng Jiao made her unexpected that there were many other things before this.

But when it comes to feelings, Yan Lingji has to admit that it is indeed quite joyful and she is always looking forward to having sex with Cheng Jiao.

Logically speaking, an innocent woman like her should not have the same thoughts as those of a brothel girl, but she couldn't help but think about it.

Cheng Jiao listened to Yan Lingji's reproachful words and reluctantly put it down. He came here to do serious business tonight and his waist was the most important thing.

This made Yan Lingji feel relieved. She was really afraid that Cheng Jiao would do something beyond her understanding.

She had to hold on. She couldn't be knocked out before the main scene even started. If Li Wu knew about it, she would be too embarrassed to face anyone.

In order to prevent Cheng Jiao from exceeding the limits of her mental imagination again, she decided to take the initiative and get to the point as soon as possible. Nothing more could happen that would leave her speechless and helpless.

While Cheng Jiao was still surprised, he pounced on her directly, circulated his internal energy in his waist, twisted it a few times casually, and the skirt seemed to have intelligence and slid to the soles of his feet and landed on Cheng Jiao's knees.

Seeing Yan Lingji taking such initiative, how could Cheng Jiao remain indifferent?

He stretched out his hands to hold Yan Lingji's swan-like neck, opened his mouth as big as a whale, covered her and sucked her in.

After it was released for a long time, a red lip mark was left on it, as if it was stamped.

Yan Lingji felt the slight pain in her neck and subconsciously rested her head on Cheng Jiao's shoulder. She opened her mouth slightly and hugged Cheng Jiao's chest tightly, hanging on it like an octopus.

Only when Cheng Jiao let go did Yan Lingji relax.

Seeing Cheng Jiao's smug look, Yan Lingji smiled charmingly, with a blush on her face, and pushed Cheng Jiao forcefully onto the bed.

With her face close to Cheng Jiao's, Cheng Jiao could even feel Yan Lingji's long eyelashes combing his eyebrows.

The two people's breathing intertwined and gradually became rapid.

Because Yan Lingji had gained the advantage, Cheng Jiao had to slow down.

But a real man, born between heaven and earth, cannot be depressed and live under others for long!
After recovering some of his strength, he turned the tables and became the master.

Cheng Jiao began to gallop on his horse proudly.

Yan Lingji is still inexperienced. Although she has the advantage of terrain, she doesn't know how to expand it.

Due to a moment of negligence, Cheng Jiao occupied an advantageous position, which changed the offensive and defensive situation.

Yan Lingji was beaten by Cheng Jiao. Even if she put aside her worries and used her hands and feet, she was still defeated by Cheng Jiao.

Oh no, it can’t be said that they threw away their weapons and armor. Instead, Cheng Jiao helped her put on the student combat uniform of white shirt and blue skirt again.

The lights were still on, and looking from outside the door, one could occasionally see dark shadows interweaving together, as if something intense had happened.

At least that's what Ali saw as she was listening to the cheerful music outside the house.

After all, Yan Lingji was born in Baiyue, so she had no scruples and sang with a loud voice, which made it easier for Ali who was outside the door to hear her.

Ali naturally knew what was happening in the house. She was not a child anymore, and she took note of the occasional chats between her sisters Liwu and Jingwei.

Although she didn't know what some of the things meant, she still wrote them down so that she could ask the young master later.

Moreover, she seemed to have dreamt of such a scene before, but there was no sound, only the figure of the young master.

Ali was stunned for a moment, just listening blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)