Chapter 11: A Crisp Slap in the Face

When Lan Moying was defenseless, his lips were kissed fiercely by Ou Zhexi again.

Suddenly, Lan Moying's first reaction was to flee, and she had to flee. At this time today, he has already woken up, and he can't be allowed to do anything wrong. So, Lan Moying used all her strength to push Ou Zhexi out. Ou Zhexi was infatuated with her red lips, and he didn't expect her to have so much strength to push him, and without defense, a stumbling person fell backwards.

However, when he fell backwards, Ou Zhexi reacted quickly and supported the bed with both hands. He was pushed by her, and a wicked smile hung on the corner of his mouth. At first, Ou Zhexi was angered by her words and wanted to tease and kiss her. However, Lan Moying's overreaction aroused Ou Zhexi's great interest. The more he wanted to escape, the more he wanted to capture it, so he didn't let her escape.

"Why? Strength is so great early in the morning? It seems that you had a good rest last night, you are really strong and have nowhere to go, why don't I help you use up your physical energy?"

His deep eyes flowed, but they were so deep that Lan Moying's heart palpitated, and he didn't know how much of his words were true and how much was false.

"Thanks, no! I'm getting up, please get out of the way. Lan Moying's cold words remembered again, as if she was talking to someone she didn't know.

Her tone angered Ou Zhexi again, this woman is really not turning her face or being ordinary fast, why is she as enthusiastic as fire last night, and as cold as ice today? Which is the real her?

A playful taste rose from the corners of his mouth, and his face was full of coldness without mixing some other expressions.

"What? I haven't given an explanation for what happened last night, can you go? Didn't I say it, your physical strength hasn't been exhausted, why don't I help you consume it again?" Without waiting for Lan Moying to react, Ou Zhexi clamped her arms with both hands, and her hot lips fell overwhelmingly. Everywhere a kiss goes, it can stir up waves.

However, under his sudden attack, Lan Moying was desperately resisting and struggling. However, her struggle was attacked by Ou Zhexi's enthusiasm, and everything became so weak.

Her mouth was tightly covered by him, she wanted to shout but couldn't, before she could shout, his tongue had entered her mouth flexibly, entangled and entwined with her tongue, so that she did not have a chance to breathe.

At this time, there was an ambiguous atmosphere floating in the air of the room, and in this way, the two people were deadlocked, one was fiery attacking, and the other was resolutely retreating.

No one retreated because of anyone's persistence, Ou Zhexi looked at her with an evil face, and his eyes were full of provocation. As if waiting for her to surrender, in Ou Zhexi's memory, no woman had escaped his gentle trap.

Lan Moying's eyes were angry at this time, although she couldn't move her hands and her mouth couldn't move, her eyes could express her anger at this time.

Lan Moying never thought that the man in front of him would be so difficult and cunning.

Under the struggle again and again, her face was crimson, fine sweat was pouring out on her forehead, and at this moment her anxious eyes and movements fell into his eyes, and a wicked smile on the corner of her mouth deepened.

However, the crimson on Lan Moying's face once again aroused Ou Zhexi's strong interest, not kissing with a ridiculous playfulness at this time, but that he was really attracted to her.

With the arrival of the physiological reaction, Ou Zhexi's kiss became more domineering and more passionate. His lips and tongue slowly drifted out of her mouth, and then shifted to the battlefield, kissing all the way down her neck and collarbone, the more the kiss became more lingering, and the more he kissed, the more the blurred breath in the air became stronger.

At this time, Lan Moying felt the confusion and ambiguity in the air, and felt more and more that the aura of danger echoed in the air and between the two people.

Moments after O's mouth left hers, she bit down his shoulder as he attacked her again with his tongue, leaving a blood-red tooth mark on his shoulder.

"Damn woman, how dare you bite me?" came with a fierce stinging pain, Ou Zhexi scolded, and in an instant, all the desires in his body collapsed in a moment.

"It's a man like you who doesn't know how to respect women. Lan Moying's cold face was indifferent, and a cold voice sounded.

"I don't know how to respect women?Why was Chenghuan so amorous and charming last night, and today I learned to be high again?" Ou Zhexi looked at Lan Moying with sarcasm on his face, reminding her what kind of woman she was last night.

After his reminder, coupled with his ** and disdain at this moment, Lan Moying's potential fire rose, and he inadvertently raised his hand and gave him a crisp slap.

Ou Zhexi had never moved his face, and today he was slapped by a woman, which immediately shocked him. His face changed from blue to black, and then from black to blue, and several colors changed in an instant.

"How dare you hit me?" the coldness on the corner of his mouth rose again, and his whole eyes tended to be gloomy. At this time, all the signals were saying that this man was very dangerous, but Lan Moying was no longer afraid at this time, since the two of them had already carried it, it was also a knife to shrink their heads, and it was also a knife to stretch out their heads, so let's die!

"Isn't it already a fight?, do you want to let my hands move again?!" a hint of banter hung on the corners of her mouth, and then she turned to get up and dress.

At this time, Ou Zhexi looked at this elusive woman, but looked at her, and did not show any movement again, just a terrifying yin owl spreading.

However, at this time, the atmosphere that permeated the room was tense and dangerous, but Lan Moying was still indifferently dressed, ready to leave.