Chinese Leng Chenxuan took an elegant step, the corners of his mouth were always rippling with a happy smile, his eyes were full of firmness, and he approached Jura step by step.

When he was about to arrive, Zhu La trotted and ran to Leng Chenxuan's side, jumped onto Leng Chenxuan's body with an arrow step, and hugged his neck tightly with both hands.

His feet were tightly hooked around his body, and his head was pressed against Leng Chenxuan's neck.

Frightened by Zhu La's movements, Leng Chenxuan's body took a small step back slightly, and after stabilizing his body, his big palm tightly hugged Zhu La's waist.

"Are you different tonight?" Leng Chenxuan's lips gently opened in Zhula's ear, and the warm breath was lightly sprinkled on Zhula's earlobe.

Jura was tickled by this familiar and unfamiliar breath, and she broke free from Leng Chenxuan's embrace.

Leng Chenxuan's big palm tightly pinched Zhu La's waist and held it, and his thin lips opened lightly: "If you provoke me, you want to escape?" After speaking, Bei Yan bit Zhu La's earlobe.

Her cheeks were flushed by Leng Chenxuan's sudden movements, and Jura shyly hid in Leng Chenxuan's arms, not daring to look at his expression.

Zhu La's delicate and ruddy face made Leng Chenxuan tense, this was the most real picture he had ever seen Zhu La since he met Zhu La.

The haughty and indifferent expression before has become delicate and sweet at this time.

Leng Chenxuan turned over with both hands and changed Jura's body in a different direction, accompanied by Jura's screams.

Zhu La had leaned on Leng Chenxuan's sturdy embrace, listening to the familiar sound of her heart beating, Zhu La slowly raised her head.

Just in time to meet Leng Chenxuan's dark eyes that lowered the abyss, the two looked at each other, and Jura's eyes were full of tears for some reason.

Crystal clear tears slowly slipped down as they gazed, dripping down their faces.

Dripping to the corners of her mouth and flowing into her mouth, the salty and salty sensation made Jura frown.

She touched the teardrops on her face with her little hand, only to realize that she had burst into tears.

The embarrassment drove Jura to feel uncomfortable, and she broke free from Leng Chenxuan's embrace and wanted to escape from his arms.

"Don't move!" Leng Chenxuan slapped Zhu La's upturned buttocks with his big palm, his eyes full of warning.

Seeing Leng Chenxuan's angry expression, the tears in Zhu La's eyes fell instantly.

Jura herself didn't know why she was crying, she just felt like crying at this moment......

As the night deepened, there were few pedestrians on the street, and the pedestrians passing by the two couldn't help but look back when they saw the movements of the two.

Jura shyly hid in Leng Chenxuan's arms, and kept muttering: "A lot of people have seen it, let me down!"

The corners of Leng Chenxuan's mouth hooked a trace of arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and his eyes were full of doting.

His lips pressed to Jura's ear and whispered, "Wasn't it pretty powerful just now?"

Raising his head from Leng Chenxuan's arms, Zhu stretched out his hands, clenched his fists, and pounded his chest.

Leng Chenxuan's big palm wrapped around the soft little fist, held it in the palm of his hand, and stuck it to his chest.

A series of gentle movements shocked Jura, when did the man in front of him become so tender?

Seeing Zhu La tilting her head to look at herself suspiciously, Leng Chenxuan stretched out his big palm and patted her on the shoulder: "Do you feel my heartbeat?"

Jura retracted her little hand and rolled her eyes, at this time, she really couldn't describe Leng Chenxuan's narcissism in words.

The president, who has always been cold, actually looks like a child, which makes Jura speechless......

All the beautiful pictures have become a little embarrassing at this moment, I thought that Jura would like such a scene, but who knew that she actually had that look.

Leng Chenxuan's obsidian eyes were cold, and when he noticed the cold air emanating from the man's body, Jura's whole body trembled.

The whole person instinctively took a step back, Jura covered her body with her hands, squinted her eyes slightly, and looked at the man in front of her vigilantly.

Seeing Zhu La's defensive expression, Leng Chenxuan's eyes were full of anger, and he strode close to Zhu La.

The big palm wrapped around Jura's waist, and the cool thin lips pressed against Jura's pink lips.

Startled by this sudden kiss, Jura's eyes widened, and her hands pressed against Leng Chenxuan's chest, looking incredulous.

The fragrance on Zhula's lips made Leng Chenxuan's mind wander, and his big palm increased his strength, holding Zhula's body with both hands, and kissing Zhula's lips affectionately.

Leng Chenxuan's domineering kiss made Jura angry for a while, this man is always so machismo, and he doesn't care about other people's feelings at all.

Jura pushed Leng Chenxuan's chest with both hands and broke free from his embrace.

Feeling the struggle of the woman in his arms, Leng Chenxuan suddenly clenched her waist and kissed her lips fiercely.

Seeing that Leng Chenxuan didn't make any stops, Zhu La was angry for a while, and her teeth bit Leng Chenxuan's lips all of a sudden.

Blood spread in the mouths of the two, Leng Chenxuan felt the blood flowing in the mouths of the two, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly letting go of Jura, Leng Chenxuan wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth with his hand, stared at Jura, and said word by word: "What do you want?"

Jura was stunned by this rhetorical question, and she took a few steps back and smiled awkwardly.

The two stood quietly on the road like this, and the people who came and went paid attention to the two.

There was an awkward atmosphere in the air, and Jura turned to leave.

But the arm was clamped, Jura turned his head to look at the person behind him, and slowly spoke: "What do you want?"

Staring at Zhu La's expression, Leng Chenxuan saw a feeling of hatred in her eyes.

As if his heart had been pricked by a silver needle, Leng Chenxuan suddenly softened his tone and opened his voice softly: "Don't make trouble, okay?"

Leng Chenxuan's indifferent tone made Jura even more angry, and she coldly shook off his big palm.

Tears slipped down like pearls, and Jura gritted her teeth to keep herself from making a sound.

Holding his arms with both hands, the whole person trembled slightly with suppressed crying.

Seeing Zhu La's crying expression, Leng Chenxuan was a little flustered, he walked to Zhu La's side, hugged her, hugged her in his arms, and said softly: "Good, don't cry, I was wrong, it's not good!"

Hearing the sudden apology of the man who was still cold and arrogant just now, Jura burst into tears.

The more she cried, the more sad she became, she wanted to cry out all her grievances, tears mixed with snot, and Zhu La wiped it on Leng Chenxuan's white shirt like punishment.

Leng Chenxuan glanced at his white shirt with disgust, looked down at Zhula in his arms, and saw that she was hugging herself, crying bitterly.

A smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, Leng Chenxuan patted Zhu La's shoulder with his hand, and said softly: "You're crying, I'll kiss you?"

Hearing that Leng Chenxuan was going to kiss herself, Zhu La immediately stopped crying, she raised her teary eyes, pursed her mouth, and slowly spoke: "You still bully me?"

Seeing that Jura was about to cry again, Leng Chenxuan reached out and pulled her arm and put it on his chest.

Feeling Leng Chenxuan's powerful heartbeat, Jura forgot to breathe for a while, she opened her eyes wide and looked at the man in front of her.

Staring at Zhu La's eyes, Leng Chenxuan said word by word: "You are my heart, the most important person in my life!"

The light of the street lamp sprinkled on the top of Leng Chenxuan's head, Zhu La blinked her eyes, looking at his face stupidly, perhaps she was infected by the beautiful love words, and Zhu La's cheeks were actually a little ruddy.

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