Chapter 105: Adult Empire (11)
"Why is he here?"
Even Jiang Ting's voice seemed to carry a chill. The hand braced against the doorframe shifted to Ji Ning's wrist, gripping it a little too tightly.
Before Ji Ning could answer, Sheng Churan drawled lazily, "Why couldn't I be here? There's a first come, first served rule—and I was here first."
Ji Ning's head was already pounding. Afraid the neighbors would overhear, she looped her arm through Jiang Ting's and tugged him inside. "Just come in first, we'll talk inside."
After shutting the door, Ji Ning noticed Jiang Ting's hand felt a bit hot. She touched his cheek too—also warm.
"You had a dinner function tonight, right? How'd it end so fast? I thought you'd come later." She saw Jiang Ting's expression was normal, no sign of drunkenness, but touching his skin, it seemed like he was a little tipsy.
Jiang Ting looked down at her, the chill in his eyes easing a fraction. "A meaningless dinner. I left early."
Ji Ning nodded.
Jiang Ting glanced at Sheng Churan, then back at Ji Ning. "I'll go take a shower. I drank without eating, and the alcohol's hitting a bit. Help me, okay?"
Sheng Churan: …
This guy's legs weren't wobbling and his feet weren't shaking, yet he needed company to wash up? Obviously deliberate.
It was the first time Jiang Ting had so softly asked for her help, and Ji Ning agreed without a second thought. "Okay, I'll help you. I haven't washed either, let's go together."
Sheng Churan: … So why had he just taken a shower alone?
Watching Ji Ning cling to Jiang Ting, half-hugging, half-steering him as they walked into the bathroom, Sheng Churan suddenly realized that older people were more cunning. Was it too late for him to start drinking now?
Sheng Churan, who had missed the right moment, was outside swallowing bitter tears. Inside the bathroom, the triumphant Jiang Ting wore a faint smile, looking down as Ji Ning unbuttoned his clothes.
Just seeing her delicate hands move slowly across his chest was already making his lower abdomen heat up.
Ji Ning removed his shirt, then, mimicking the way he'd done it that morning, unbuckled his belt and pulled down his briefs.
A fully erect, eager cock sprang out, right in front of her face as she crouched.
"…" Ji Ning bit her lip, her voice a mix of embarrassment and accusation. "Didn't you say you were drunk? Don't they say men can't get hard when they're drunk?" Still, she helped him take off his pants completely.
Jiang Ting pulled Ji Ning up, wrapped her in his arms and pressed her close, patiently explaining, "That's when you're dead drunk. I'm just tipsy."
His rock-hard, scorching-hot dick poked against the junction of Ji Ning's thighs, sending her heart racing.
Her hands braced against his bare body, the chest muscles beneath her palms searing hot, almost impossible to resist.
Then Jiang Ting began undressing Ji Ning.
First he peeled off her T-shirt and skirt, leaving her in just her bra and panties. Then his fingertips paused on her chest, watching the beautiful sight of her breasts rising and falling as her breathing grew heavy with nerves.
Ji Ning's fair, tender breasts still bore the red marks Sheng Churan had sucked into them—the stark contrast made them almost too conspicuous.
Jiang Ting's fingers traced over the hickeys, and in his mind replayed the scene of pushing open the meeting room door that morning, along with that coquettish, soft "husband."
He hadn't asked Ji Ning about it, but that didn't mean he didn't care. On the contrary, he cared deeply.
And precisely because he cared so much, he didn't want to ask.
Jiang Ting knew he wasn't the most important person in Ji Ning's heart. And because of his personality, plus the slightly dark circumstances of their first meeting, their rapport wasn't as easygoing as hers with Song Weiyang.
These gaps, he would slowly bridge.
But seeing how close Ji Ning was with the later-arrived Sheng Churan, he was burning with jealousy to the point of madness.
Ji Ning had no idea what Jiang Ting was thinking, watching her breasts, a faint red tint gradually spreading at the corners of his eyes. It looked laced with dangerous lust.
Then she was pressed against the wall by Jiang Ting. He unhooked her bra, his soft tongue trailing over her breasts, teasing and scraping her nipples, sending surges of intense stimulation through her.
"Ahh… ahh…" Ji Ning's hands were flat against the wall as she tilted her head back and moaned helplessly.
Jiang Ting's cock, as hard as a red-hot iron, was wedged between her legs, utterly domineering.
Her cries drew Sheng Churan over.
"You call this bathing?" he said, pushing open the bathroom door. He tossed aside his towel, crowded beside her, and bent to kiss her smooth, round shoulder.
The two of them licked her at the same time, every spot their lips touched igniting waves of heat. Ji Ning knew tonight would be a sleepless night where her juices wouldn't stop flowing.
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