Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1496 Is it regrettable?

Everything happened too suddenly, without warning, Jill's eyes widened and he forgot to react.

The man's breath poured on her lips, and she tensely tightened his shirt.

However, when he was about to kiss her on the seventh day, he abruptly stopped.

Seeing the girl's nervous eyelashes trembling, he instantly recovered, his face was sweaty.

What happened to him just now?

Almost...

His eyes darkened, and the emotion of self-disgust occupied all his thoughts.

He almost did the animal thing...

Seeing the beautiful and pure girl in front of her, she woke up on the seventh day of the day, and quickly took a few steps back.

Jill thought he would kiss himself. Although nervous, he was expecting it.

If Xiao Qi kissed her, it would represent a further step in the relationship between the two.

But when things came, why would he give up?

She looked at him incomprehensibly. At this moment, she saw a decadent breath exuding him. She was very strange. She walked over and pulled his sleeve, "Xiao Qi, what's wrong with you?"

The girl approached, and the faint fragrance on her body rushed into her nose, disturbing his breathing and disturbing his heart.

He took a step back to avoid her influence on him.

"Are you not feeling well?" Seeing his silence, Jill couldn't help worrying, and couldn't help taking another step forward.

At this time on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her.

The eyes are red, like a fire burning, and the forehead is full of dense beads of sweat.

He clenched his fists and flicked away her hands suddenly, his voice was low, "Jill, stay away from me, don't get close to me!"

"Why?" Jill was confused.

"There is no reason, you hurry to leave here." The seventh day of the seventh day's voice was very cold, as if it was soaked with frost.

"I don't want it, I won't go." Jill shook his head, somewhat stubborn.

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, he narrowed his eyes and stared at her for a moment, then suddenly took a step closer and pushed her against the corner of the wall. The hot breath seemed to penetrate her skin.

Jill was stunned, only to realize that something was wrong with him when he saw the ink rushing under his eyes.

"Little Qi, what's wrong with you?"

"Jill, you will regret it, and you will regret it..." On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, he did not speak, and after murmured a word, he bowed his head and grabbed her soft lips and the fingers that hugged her waist. Also tighten hard.

Ji Er's mind was dizzy, fingers gripped his shirt tightly, only feeling the warm current in his abdomen, rushing more urgently.

It was also at this time that she remembered her condition, her face was embarrassed, and she pushed him, "Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi..."

She wanted to remind him, but she only called out his name, and the rest of the words were swallowed.

On the contrary, her cat-like voice stimulated him even more.

He suddenly hugged her sideways and entered the house eagerly.

It wasn't until she was lying in the soft bedding room that Jill woke up, looking at the man on her, in a hurry, she shook her head in a panic, "Don't..."

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, he finally found a trace of reason. He looked up at her, his voice was extremely dumb, and his eyes were dull, "Regret it?"

"No..." Jill desperately shook his head, blushing, "I, I just came when I was young, woo..."

Speaking of the back, I couldn't help crying.

I don't know whether it is regret or wronged.

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, I was startled, and suddenly understood, the feeling of love in my eyes disappeared, and my dry lips were pursed, and he quickly got up from her, regretting and blaming herself, "It's me who is wrong, don't cry, I won't Bullying you again..."

Looking at the crying girl, he didn't know how to coax, especially because he made him cry.

Seeing that there were still tears on her face, he hesitated, took her into his arms, wiped off the tears from her face, and gently patted her back, pursing his lips.

It took a long while for Jill to calm down, grab his sleeves, and reproached himself: "I blame my little days at the wrong time..."

(End of this chapter)