"Ji Weiyang, stop messing around, your little sister Xiao Qian is still waiting for you, don't make her wait too long!" Zhan Yan pouted as she spoke, and took the chance to push him away. She wrapped herself in the blanket and wanted to get off the bed, but Ji Weiyang naturally would not let her do as she wished. Just as her feet touched the ground, Ji Weiyang's arms wrapped around her from behind, and even the blanket was pulled over her, pressing her down once again.
It was too late to run now. His slender fingers slid across her exposed collarbone before turning into a sexy lips. He gently kissed her fair skin, "I'm still not jealous, my entire body is sour, but now the jealousy is really big. It's not like you don't know that I have to deal with my family's old man, but when it comes to acting, I don't take it seriously."