Seventy-Nine: Love Buried by Time (Seventy-Nine)

Jing Yu felt that he died unjustly.

Just as she was about to avenge herself, the man took her soft lips again.

"Originally, I wanted to take you to get to know me better, but it seems that you prefer to get to know me in other ways."

Jing Yu's lips were blocked and he couldn't speak. He only clenched his fist and punched him twice angrily.

She didn't think about those messy things.

It was clearly him who was thinking about those things, and now he even took off his clothes and pushed them on her. She was really unjust. He's also pretty bad.

Looking at her coquettish and angry expression, Yu Zeyao felt that the desire accumulated in his chest was bursting out in a destructive manner.

Damn it!

He knew that this place was bad enough, but his status was not suitable for him to have too many thoughts in such a place. However, it was unbearable.

He lifted her hips, hugged her, and pressed her against the tree trunk behind him.

Jing Yu gasped and pressed his shoulders with his hands. His burning eyes made her body feel hot. She said: "You were just introducing Ji Lan to me, but you haven't finished yet..."

Damn it!

What else could she want to talk about about Jilan now?

Yu Zeyao squeezed his tall body between her legs and spoke slowly: "The tree you are leaning on now was planted by me, my dad, and Zenan when I was eight years old."

Jing Yu tightened her fingers on his shoulders to hold back the heat caused by the rubbing on her body. She deliberately diverted her attention and asked him, "What about the one behind you?"

"The one behind me was planted when I was 10 years old."

"……left."

"The one on the left is 11 years old, and the one on the right was planted when she was 7 years old." Yu Zeyao answered her all in one breath. His free hand went into her clothes, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

His palms were hot. Jing Yu was touched so much that he trembled and his body became weak. My thoughts became unclear. Hearing the man's question, she looked at him with confused eyes, "And..."

Yu Zeyao pulled off her coat and said, "You don't usually talk so much."

She also had a sweater underneath her coat.

It's actually a pullover, which is extremely annoying. He cursed in a low voice, "I don't usually see you wearing so much."

Jing Yu felt even more unjust, "It was you who called me specifically to tell me to wear more clothes."

Yu Zeyao bit the softest part of her sensitive neck, "I will ask you to wear less clothes next time, and you must be as obedient as you are tonight."

This man has a first-rate ability to seduce people. As he spoke, his teeth were gently caressing her skin, mixed with the hot breath. Jing Yu couldn't help but hum, and pinched his hands on his shoulders, barely supporting himself to look at him straight, " I… still have questions to ask.”

Her voice was broken and almost out of tune.

Yu Zeyao used all kinds of patience, his eyes were dark, "You ask."

Jing Yu licked his dry lips and tongue, "Are you planning to be here?"

It would be really freezing in a place like this! And, not far away from the solemnity, they were there. What if they come in too...

Yu Zeyao didn't reply. Instead, he looked at her and smiled, sucking her chin with his lips, "You want it?"

Jing Yu said nothing.

There is no way to refute it.

When it comes to things between men and women, whether it's their own feelings or the feelings of the other person, each other can feel it. It was as if she could feel the man's desire at this moment equally clearly.

Yu Zeyao's lips moved to hers, and his big palms passed through her clothes, and moved downward inch by inch like a fatal temptation. He whispered: "Even if we don't do it, we can do something else here..."

The other thing he called was trying his best to tease her.

By the end, Jing Yu was so hot and sweating that he couldn't even stand still against the tree trunk. Feeling wet and uncomfortable. This feeling is familiar yet strange, comforting yet empty. In the end, she couldn't bear it and was shaking so hard that the man picked her up from the ground.

When Yu Zeyao carried Jing Yu out of the deep forest, Zhuang Yan thought something had happened. He looked stern, took out the gun with a sharp hand, and walked towards them, "Sir, is it..."

"Stand there, don't move!" Yu Zeyao stopped him.

Jing Yu had already come to his senses and now felt embarrassed. She had just been made disheveled, but fortunately the night was hazy and Zhuang Yan was some distance away from them, so she was able to avoid being too embarrassed in front of Zhuang Yan.

Yu Zeyao carried her to the passenger seat of her car and sat down. Jing Yu straightened his clothes and heard the man's hoarse voice above his head, "Fasten your seat belt."

Jingyu pulled on his seat belt.

Zhuang Yan didn't know what the situation was, so he just asked: "Sir, is Miss Jing injured?"

"No. She's fine." Yu Zeyao opened the driver's door and looked back at Zhuang Yan and the other bodyguards. "You don't have to follow me anymore. You all can go back."

When Zhuang Yan heard this, he didn't know why, "But, if there is any danger..."

"I am measured." After Yu Zeyao finished speaking, he bent over and sat in the car. Before Zhuang Yan could say anything, the speed of the car increased rapidly, and the car quickly drove into the deep night.

The speed of the car jumped from 120 to 150, and then almost 180. Jing Yu tightened his seat belt and reminded him, "Slow down."

Yu Zeyao grabbed her hand and put her hand between his legs. The bulging heat burned the palm of her hand, and she heard him ask with a wry smile: "Can you still slow down?"

If he slowed down, he was afraid that he would bleed to death.

Seeing how tortured he was, Jing Yu suddenly turned away and smiled.

Yu Zeyao looked at that smile and was distracted for a moment. After a while, he said, "You are happy to see me so sad. It seems that I usually spoil you too much."

Jingyu took back the hot hand, "Did you take the wrong road? This road is not for you."

"You still remember the way home. It seems that you have recovered." Yu Zeyao teased her. He took out his mobile phone and called, turning on the hands-free mode, and the mobile phone was thrown on the dashboard.

The call was quickly connected.

"What's the matter so late?" Wen Yanzhi's lazy voice came from the other side.

"Call the main branch of your hotel and prepare a room for me. I will be there in about ten minutes."

Jingyu was embarrassed when he heard this. No wonder this road is not the way back.

Wen Yanzhi sobered up a little, "Why are you staying in a hotel if you don't go back to your Vice Presidential Palace?"

"Hurry up."

"Are you in such a hurry? Are you taking some woman to the hotel? Are you not going back to your Vice Presidential Palace to avoid Jingyu?"

"Shut up now!"

"What new woman have you met? Why didn't you tell me a word? But when I sent Jingyu back today, I swore to her that you were sincere to her. How can I be with her in the future if you say that..."

"Help me get a room in ten minutes." Yu Zeyao cut off Wen Yanzhi's words and hung up the phone without giving him a chance to continue talking nonsense.

[A little unexpected, it's too long! I will definitely get on the bus tomorrow. Good morning, everyone! Good night! ]