Boss Ji's petite wife

Chapter 198 Extra Story 1-24

Looking at the painting, Ji Ming paused slightly.

"Not very professional, so the painting is average..."

Ding Danchen felt panicked with embarrassment on his face, and took two steps forward trying to find a topic to cover up his emotions.

But when Ji Ming heard Ding Danchen's words, his eyes locked on the two people in the painting.

"Ji Mingming."

Seeing that he had been looking at the painting, Ding Danchen yelled and raised his hand to get the painting, but the next moment his wrist was restrained.

Ji Ming clasped Ding Danchen's wrist with one hand, and rubbed his thumb against the delicate skin on the inner side of his wrist, but he didn't look back, as if he was still admiring the painting.

At this time, Ding Danchen was standing aside with Ji Ming clasping his wrists, his eyes would always glance over the painting inadvertently, and then feel the touch on his wrists, his face would feel a little hot.

"Honey."

After a while, Ji Ming spoke suddenly, and his gaze finally turned to Ding Danchen's face.

Ding Danchen instantly turned his head to meet the opponent's gaze.

"This birthday present," Ji Ming took a step forward, stuck Ding Danchen between him and the cabinet, then leaned close to the other's face, and said, "It's amazing!"

"You... you, as long as you like it."

When Ji Ming spoke, his breath sprayed all over Ding Danchen's cheeks. This action was so sudden that Ding Danchen was caught off guard and stuttered a little.

"Of course I like it, I like it to death...!"

Ji Ming squeezed his body forward, and he pressed a large area on Ding Danchen's body. For the first time, he found that his restraint was so poor that he even had a feeling for a painting.

When Ji Ming's breath sprayed Ding Danchen's ears at close range, Ding Danchen realized that he had been pressed by Ji Ming on the cabinet door and could not move.

The touch of the ear was too itchy, Ding Danchen subconsciously wanted to tilt his head, but Ji Ming stopped him.

"do not move"

At this time, Ji Ming's hands had slipped from the cabinet door to Ding Danchen's body, and his face turned sideways to meet Ding Danchen's eyes.

Ding Danchen was caught off guard and looked at Ji Ming, his heart throbbed for a moment, and then he felt his right hand being clasped by a hand.

The five fingers of Ji Ming's left hand pushed into Ding Danchen's palm forcefully, interlocking with the other's fingers.

At this time, he felt a different touch on the ring finger of his finger.

Ji Ming paused for a moment, then clasped Ding Danchen's finger upwards, held it up on his chest, and saw that Ding Danchen's ring finger was clasped with the same ring as his hand.

"Have you put it on?" Ji Ming and Ding Danchen's palms were facing each other, their fingers intertwined, and his eyes fell on the rings that both of them were wearing.

Ding Danchen felt as if he had been poked at the center of something suddenly, and his face was a little panicked with embarrassment, and his already flushed face became even redder.

"Honey, are you impatient?"

Ji Ming shook their connected hands, looked closely at Ding Danchen's eyes, and said with a smile.

"I," Ding Danchen opened his mouth with a slightly embarrassed expression, wanting to say something, but in the end he just hummed lightly.

"Tsk, how can you wear it by yourself?"

When Ji Ming heard Ding Danchen's words, his originally smiling eyes rolled down slightly, and then he complained.

Ding Danchen was a little confused, so he looked at Ji Ming with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"I should help you wear it." Ji Ming said.

Ding Danchen was taken aback for a moment, and then there was a trace of astonishment in his eyes, and then under his astonished gaze, Ji Ming flipped his left hand and pulled it out of Ding Danchen's fingers.

He held Ding Danchen's wrist, raised it in front of his face, looked at it for a while, then suddenly turned his head forward.

Ding Danchen didn't open his eyes suddenly until he felt a warm touch on his fingers, and his body froze for a moment.

Jiming unexpectedly...

He actually...

Ji Ming's lips slowly brushed against Ding Danchen's ring finger, and he took off the ring on Ding Danchen's ring finger with his lips.

The moment the ring left his fingertips, Ji Ming let go of Ding Danchen's wrist, and put one hand down to his mouth, the ring landed in his palm.

"Honey..." Ji Ming pinched the ring, looked up at Ding Danchen who was blushing, and said with a smile, "Your fingers are so beautiful, I will buy a few more pairs in the future, let's wear them differently."

Man is a sensory animal, and what he sees visually will always form the most intuitive feeling in the brain.

Ding Danchen's fingers are really beautiful, slender and fair, with well-defined joints, and when they are still, they look more like finely crafted works of art.

Because of this, Ji Ming couldn't help kissing lightly just now, and stroked the ring off with his lips.

"Listen, listen to you."

At this time, Ding Danchen felt hot all over, and his mind was buzzing, and Ji Ming's actions just now had made his feet go limp.

"Put it on for you first."

As Ji Ming said, he took Ding Danchen's hand, squeezed the ring and pushed it on the other's ring finger.

After putting it on, Ji Ming took the other's finger and kissed it on the lips, then let go, approached Ding Danchen's face again, and touched the other's cheeks, the tip of the nose, and finally the lips.

Both of them fell in love, so Ji Ming's kiss was a little impatient, and his hands were a little dishonest.

It wasn't until the two rolled on the bed that Ding Danchen's dizzy mind came to a sudden, and he was taken away by Ji Ming unconsciously.

"I'm still distracted at this time..."

Ji Ming obviously noticed that Ding Danchen was stunned for a moment, and pinched the other party as if punishing him, which immediately attracted Ding Danchen's muffled groan.

"Ding Danchen, a painting makes me feel something, you are so capable, I really want to..."

Ji Ming's movements are not gentle, where the fingertips have touched, it seems like sparks start a prairie fire.

When Ding Danchen heard what Ji Ming said behind him, his blood flowed backwards. He clasped Ji Ming's wrist with one hand, and subconsciously grabbed the hair at the back of Ji Ming's head with the other hand.

The lingering and intense kiss made the two of them lose their minds...

The messy bed, the tumbling quilt, everything lost its mind at this moment.

The two did it twice in total. Considering Ding Danchen's body, Ji Ming finally let Ding Danchen go, although he still had a lot to say, but when he said let go, the words in his mouth were sloppy and lewd.

"Honey," under the black quilt, Ji Ming held Ding Danchen in his arms and played with Ding Danchen's finger with a ring. He suddenly thought of something, and the corners of his mouth turned up, "Why don't you help me with your hands?"

Ding Danchen's face was still flushed red, with a trace of tears in the corner of his eyes, and he was resting on the bed at this time.

Hearing Ji Ming's words, Ding Danchen paused for a moment, still a little unresponsive, but the other party took his hand and stretched it into the quilt.

"Once, just once." Ji Ming leaned forward, rubbing the tip of his nose against Ding Danchen's ear.

Then, Ji Ming's one sentence fully embodies a sentence, a man's mouth is a deceiving ghost.

Early the next morning, after struggling to get up countless times to no avail, Ding Danchen finally took out his mobile phone and sent a message to his assistant, saying that he would not make it in the morning.

And Ji Ming sat next to Ding Danchen refreshed and refreshed, massaging Ding Danchen with his fingers.

"Don't press it, I'm fine."

Ding Danchen had sent a message, and felt that this action was a little awkward, so he stretched out his hand to hold Ji Ming's hand and said.

Seeing this, Ji Ming slid down and lay beside Ding Danchen.

"Are you hungry?" Jiming asked.

Ding Danchen shook his head, he only felt that he was more tired after sleeping, but he didn't feel hungry.

"Then I'll sleep with you for a while."

As Ji Ming said, he put his arm on Ding Danchen's body, leaned close to wrap his body around him, and kissed him on the forehead.

Ding Danchen actually wanted to say that he was not sleepy, but it was really rare that he and Jiming had such tenderness, so he didn't speak, and quietly felt the beauty of this time.

After a long time, Ding Danchen suddenly called out: "Ji Mingming."

"Ok?"

Ji Ming opened his eyes suddenly, meeting Shang Ding Danchen's gaze.

The two stared at each other for a long time, so long that Ji Ming thought that Ding Danchen was just shouting casually.

In the next moment, Ding Danchen moved his face forward and whispered, "I love you."

I love you.

Three words, Ji Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he looked back at Ding Danchen's eyes, with stubbornness in his persistent eyes.

Slowly, the astonishment in Ji Ming's eyes dissipated, and the pupils also dilated little by little under Ding Danchen's gaze.

Yes, the other party loves him.

If you don't love him, how can you pay attention to him all the time and prepare so much for him.

If you don't love, how can you be willing to lie under him, obviously a calm gentleman and capable.

He knew it all along, but Ding Danchen didn't say it, he seemed to have forgotten it.

Ding Danchen reached out and pulled Ji Ming's arm down, clasped it on the other's finger, and said seriously: "Shall we live together?"

Ji Ming felt the hands clasped on his fingers, felt the other party's persistent gaze, and felt the slightly trembling eyelashes of the other party when he finished saying this sentence.

Ding Danchen seemed to have finished what he was supposed to say and do from the very beginning, and he was always a step behind invisibly.

"it is good."

Ji Ming clasped Ding Danchen's finger back, and replied.

Then he saw that Ding Danchen's eyes widened a little after hearing his answer.

And then, and then he couldn't see anymore, because Ding Danchen turned his head to the other side suddenly.

Ji Ming was slightly taken aback, thinking of something, let go of Ding Danchen's fingers, and crossed Ding Danchen's head with one arm, propping up his body and emptying himself above Ding Danchen.

His movements were too fast, so fast that when Ding Danchen felt it, he didn't even have time to withdraw his expression, so he met Ji Ming's eyes.

"What's the fun of being alone, dear."

Ji Ming put his arms on both sides of Ding Danchen's body, looked at the other party's smile that was too late to take back, leaned over and hooked his lips, and his deep voice fell on Ding Danchen's ears.

Ding Danchen had the illusion of being caught again for a moment. Although the smile on his face was suppressed, he still felt embarrassed. He turned his head to the left and buried his face on the pillow.

Ji Ming, who propped his arms above him, saw the other party like this, stayed for two seconds, and then laughed out loud.

The more Ji Ming laughed, the more he couldn't help it. Finally, with the strength of his arms, half of his upper body weight fell on Ding Danchen's back again.

"My dear, you are too cute."

Ji Ming rubbed his chin against the back of Ding Danchen's neck, laughing endlessly.

But Ding Danchen's ears gradually turned red when he heard Ji Ming's laughter.