You get married, I hijack the marriage

Chapter 1922: I Can’t Put It Down
Ji Shaoheng put down his crossed legs and walked towards the stairs.

When Fang Yaqing saw him going upstairs, she looked slightly angry and asked, "What are you doing?"

Ji Shaoheng stepped onto the stairs: "Since you don't dare to take it, I'll have to do it myself."

Fang Yaqing put down the scissors, stepped forward quickly, and walked around him to block him: "You have no right to touch the things here."

Ji Shaoheng found it funny, and the corners of his lips curled up even more evilly: "My elder brother and I have always been inseparable, so why can't I wear his clothes?"

Fang Yaqing's face froze: "Without his permission, no one can touch anything here, including you!"

"What a joke." Ji Shaoheng waved his hand, pushed her aside, and strode up the stairs.

Fang Yaqing followed him and stopped him again outside the master bedroom.

She blocked the door handle, and Ji Shaoheng was unable to open the door. His dark eyes were slightly narrowed, and a storm was brewing.

Thinking that his daughter was still downstairs, if a fire started, people downstairs would definitely hear the noise, so the flames that had already blazed up gradually died down.

He looked at the woman's delicate features and suddenly became interested in teasing her.

He leaned slightly closer to her. Fang Yaqing saw his face getting closer and closer, with his entire back pressed against the door panel.

She turned her head away from him and pinched her palm subconsciously: "What are you going to do?"

Ji Shaoheng raised his hand and slid it down her smooth and bright face, and said in an ambiguous tone: "Since you left, I have been keeping my virginity for you. I haven't touched a woman for so many years. I don't even know if my body is still normal. It is said that women are like tigers at the age of thirty. Why don't we have a try?"

Fang Yaqing slapped his hand away, a trace of disgust flashing in her eyes: "Disgusting! Stay away from me."

Ji Shaoheng moved closer, and the scent of her perfume entered his nose. It was still the same as before. Didn't she get tired of it after all these years? "You haven't been married yet, so you shouldn't have had other men in these years, right? Women, like men, have physiological needs. Otherwise, I'll let you sleep with me for free today. If one time is not enough, I'll let you sleep with me twice, and if two times are not enough, I'll let you sleep with me three times. I promise to let you sleep with me until you are satisfied. How about that?"

Fang Yaqing's beautiful eyes were filled with anger: "Ji Shaoheng, you are shameless!"

She raised her hand and was about to hit Ji Shaoheng's handsome face, but was caught by Ji Shaoheng.

Ji Shaoheng narrowed his almond-shaped eyes, revealing a dangerous glint in them: "No one has dared to hit me yet. I haven't seen you for a few years, and you've become much braver."

As he spoke, he reached behind Fang Yaqing and gently twisted the door, and it opened.

Because he was so close, Fang Yaqing's whole body was pressed against the door. He suddenly opened the door, and Fang Yaqing was leaning against empty space and fell backwards.

Ji Shaoheng opened the door and put his arm around her waist, and she fell into his arms.

He was not wearing a shirt, and Fang Yaqing's hand was resting on his chest.

Ji Shaoheng glanced at her hands. After all these years of living a pampered life, her hands were no longer as delicate and slender as before.

There was a small cut on the back of her hand. It looked like it had been there for some time. The wound had healed, but a white mark was left.

Ji Shaoheng released his hand from her waist and said with a half-smile, "You can't let go of me. It seems that after all these years, you are still very satisfied with my figure."

Fang Yaqing was stunned for a moment, then she reacted, quickly took her hand away, and took two steps back.

(End of this chapter)