Chapter Twenty-Eight: Prey Waiting for the Hunter to Shoot!

Leng Jingtian never disdained to kiss a woman's lips, but this time he kissed it like a ghost.

Since Qi Susu left, how long has it been since he touched a woman's lips easily......

The soft and tender touch actually made him a little reluctant to let go, but Xiang Zi, who had extraordinary strength, finally left after a while.

The deep eyes stared at the lips that had been ravaged by him into a red lip, and at this time they were exuding a radiant luster, incomparably seductive, as if they had once again issued a wordless invitation, waiting to be picked.

Wen Yin's face was swollen red, and she didn't dare to look at him, her heart seemed to be about to jump out, and she was jumping to her heart's content, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

The corners of Leng Jingtian's mouth hooked a smile similar to satisfaction, staring at her, the predatory essence in her brown eyes flickered, and it took a long time before she slowly spoke, "Take off your clothes." ”

lukewarm, as if talking about something very inconsequential.

These four words obviously made Wen Yin's cheeks turn pale suddenly, and he looked at him in a daze, a little unable to believe his ears.

And these four shameful words came out of his mouth so naturally.

Looking at the coldness under his eyes, Wen Yin couldn't help but shiver, and it took a long time to come back to her senses, protesting against his big palm still on her slender waist, and her face was smeared with a thicker layer of shyness and humiliation.

Take off your clothes?

He really thinks of himself as a nightclub girl completely, and he betrays himself in front of others without any shame......

At this thought, the pain in his chest intensified, and infinite compassion and sorrow gathered together.

Leng Jingtian didn't miss the slightest look on her face, and said after a while, "It seems that you want me to do it." ”

The calm tone was very light, but the meaning of the threat was strong.

Her throat seemed to be stuck by a foreign object, so she couldn't squeeze out a word, and she clutched her palms, and suddenly felt a thick cold sweat covering it.

Wen Yin's footsteps retreated silently, but he circled them tighter, and the two of them were ambiguously closer.

"Woman, you still can't learn to be docile after all!"

There was heart-wrenching disdain in the words, and the next second her hands were already stretched out to her shoulders, and the thin fabric was instantly torn in half under a crisp sound.

All the calm complexions disappeared, and only a cold streak was left staring at Wen Yin tightly.

She hugged her chest in fear, trembling like a little sheep, beware of Leng Jingtian, when Leng Jingtian was about to tear the rest of the clothes fiercely, she said, "I'll do it myself." ”

The voice was painfully shaking, and after speaking, the white fingers began to react, and the mechanical brown removed the eyesore on the body, and as the clothes fell off, the tears also fell on the cold floor one by one, but unfortunately the corners of the mouth struggled to hook up a smile, which was dozens of times more ugly than crying, and it was extremely miserable......

The movements were unhurried until he stood naked in front of him, and the smile on his lips widened even more, "Sir, are you satisfied?"

With miserable tears, she spoke softly, although there seemed to be no ups and downs in her voice on the surface, but as long as you listen carefully, you can easily hear her sobs.

is neither humble nor arrogant, without the slightest cover, just standing in front of Leng Jingtian, she is like a prey waiting for the hunter to catch, no matter how she absconds, she can't escape, it is better to obediently let him be shot to death, and save the pain before death......

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