Quick Wear: The Rescue Plan of the Male Supporting Actor of the Popular Cannon Fodder

Chapter 348: Saving the Paranoid and Vengeful Business Leader 92

Ji Xingyan just took a slight breath, and the tempting sweet fragrance from Wen Yang was inhaled into his nose and lungs.

The uncontrollable rationality is more like a taut string at this time.

Just as Ji Xingyan took a deep breath to try to calm himself, suddenly, Wen Yang climbed up like an octopus, and with a slight lift of his legs, he hooked them around his legs. The loose legs of his pajamas slid up naturally, revealing a pair of long and slender calves.

Originally, Ji Xingyan thought he could still bear it, but Wen Yang's raised leg accidentally touched somewhere.

Ji Xingyan's breathing stagnated, as if he was holding it in again and again.

Finally, he seemed to hear a "bang" sound in his head.

He turned sideways, stretched out his long arms, and pulled Wen Yang into his arms.

Wen Yang was sleeping when she suddenly felt herself being engulfed by a strong force. A strong masculine scent enveloped her and woke her up in a daze.

Half asleep and half awake, she felt a warm and itchy sensation on her face, as if something was rubbing against her face.

It was not until she felt the soft and cool touch on her lips that she opened her eyes wide in panic in the night.

Wen Yang suddenly woke up after being kissed unexpectedly.

When she felt the sharp and domineering aura of male hormones around her, she subconsciously wanted to move her legs and step back.

However, Ji Xingyan's big hand gently pressed against the back of her head, leaving her with no way to retreat. At the same time, a pair of long legs stretched out from under the quilt and clamped Wen Yang's legs tightly as she wanted to withdraw.

Wen Yang was shocked and embarrassed.

But her body was controlled, and she could only quietly endure Ji Xingyan's plundering of her lips and tongue. Even the words she wanted to scream out were swallowed by Ji Xingyan's mouth, and she could only let out a soft moan helplessly.

"Mmm...Mmm..." Fragmented whimpers escaped from between the clenched lips and teeth.

Seeing Ji Xingyan's lips and tongue stirring wantonly in her mouth, Wen Yang gradually began to counterattack without giving in. However, just as her tongue tip touched it, she felt a chill in her waist.

An arm reached up from the bottom, slipped into her clothes, and the fingertips with a little callouses gently stroked her smooth back, instantly giving her an electric shock-like shiver.

Then, the hand gradually moved upwards, like a nimble snake, and swam to the back of her neck.

Ji Xingyan usually looks cold and noble in front of outsiders, but at this moment when it was just him and Wen Yang, his face unconsciously turned a blush that he couldn't help but feel.

The movements of his hands were rubbing the fire repeatedly, and his bony and slender fingertips deliberately moved back and forth on Wen Yang's back and neck.

It was not until Wen Yang was completely limp like a puddle and his breathing became heavy that he managed to raise his head and let Wen Yang go temporarily.

In the darkness of the night, Wen Yang raised his blushing face, with moisture in his eyes that he didn't even notice. He stared at Ji Xingyan's outline and accused: "You are acting like a hooligan while people are sleeping!" His voice was unconsciously tinged with a hint of grievance.

Ji Xingyan was silent for a moment, then turned over and pressed Wen Yang firmly under him.

Ji Xingyan lowered his eyes, his pupils dim, yet he spoke with a sense of righteousness, "It's not me being a hooligan, it's someone who approached me on their own initiative."

In the silent bedroom, the voice sounded hoarse and tender.

The distance between the two of them was extremely close at this moment, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that Ji Xingyan's entire body was pressing on Wen Yang.

Wen Yang passively stuck to Ji Xingyan's body, his two soft lumps squeezed against Ji Xingyan's hard chest like a scattered ball.

As the fabric rubbed against each other, the flames that had just been forcibly suppressed by Ji Xingyan sprang up again.

This time it was even harder than when they were kissing downstairs just now.

Of course Wen Yang knew what that thing was. She pursed her lips, turned her head away awkwardly, and twisted her lower body uneasily, trying to escape the feeling of being pressed against by that thing.

"Don't move." Emotions surged in Ji Xingyan's dark eyes. He buried his head, his angular jaw pressed tightly against Wen Yang's neck. His voice was very hoarse, as if he was trying hard to endure something.

Wen Yang heard the forbearance beneath Ji Xingyan's voice and felt the heat from Ji Xingyan spraying on her neck. She instantly straightened her body and dared not move anymore.

After a long while, when the movement of the thing under him subsided, Ji Xingyan supported himself with his arms and turned sideways, lying down again next to Wen Yang.

Without the suppression of Ji Xingyan above, Wen Yang felt like the Monkey King who had finally escaped from the Five Finger Mountain, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now she almost thought she was going to be executed on the spot.

Ji Xingyan was right next to Wen Yang, so naturally he heard the long sigh she just let out.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What were you thinking when I hugged you just now?"

When Wen Yang heard this, she choked and decided to play dumb. She said in a low voice with a guilty conscience, "No... I didn't think about anything. Why do you ask?"

"I heard you let out a long sigh just now, as if you had survived a disaster." Ji Xingyan still gave his comments incisively.

"It's all your fault..." Wen Yang wanted to make a few complaints, but he suddenly stopped talking halfway through.

She originally wanted to say that Ji Xingyan had just had an X bug in his head, but when the word came to her lips, she suddenly felt embarrassed to say such a straightforward thing, so the word turned around in front of her teeth and was swallowed back.

"What's wrong with me?" Ji Xingyan asked back with interest.

"No...nothing..."

Wen Yang didn't dare to speak carelessly at this moment. She was afraid that some of her words would offend Ji Xingyan, and Ji Xingyan would turn over and press her down again.

Seeing that Wen Yang didn't say anything for a long time, Ji Xingyan curled the corners of his lips in the darkness and said slowly, "I thought you were worried about the same thing as me."

"What are you worried about?" Wen Yang tilted his head, his eyes sparkling.

When Ji Xingyan heard Wen Yang asking about it, the smile on his lips deepened a little.

But he didn't say anything. Instead, he raised his hands outside the quilt and patted them gently three times.

"What do you mean?" Wen Yang didn't understand at first and asked in confusion.

"What is the onomatopeia for applause?" Ji Xingyan asked patiently.

"Pa pa pa." Wen Yang blurted out.