"Xia Xia, use words as a knife and cut my heart, do you feel very happy?"

"Yes."

Facing Bo Junchen's gentle and cold bitter smile, Su Nuanxia's answer was extremely frank.

After a moment's pause, her legs suddenly hung around his waist, followed closely to his ear, and poured out Youlan into his sensitive earlobe: "Bo Junchen, I hate you, but I also appreciate you." You did your best to Hanhan, when you knew that you were reluctant to push her away, and when you knew that she might not be able to forget you even if she chose to forget, you put such a big trick on her, and pushed her to leave your wings and throw herself into another man...... This kind of fulfillment is really an admirable love! ”

Maybe because of their "hostile" relationship.

Therefore, Su Nuanxia sometimes knows him better than anyone else.

This kind of understanding surpasses Old Man Bo, surpasses Bo Jinghan, and even surpasses himself!

And this is also the reason why she saw Bo Junchen talking to Bo Jinghan, but she didn't come out to stop it.

She knew that this man wanted to use this method to force himself to let go of the little guy who was like a jewel and cared for in the palm of his hand like a daughter. At the same time, he was also forcing Bo Jinghan to drop the last bright red cinnabar mole left in his heart as simply as a slap.

However, she didn't know the reason why he forced himself to let go so much and was in a hurry to push her to Lu Yan.

But there is one thing she understands very well - Bo Jinghan is rooted in Bo Junchen's heart! If it weren't for the title of uncle, if it wasn't for himself and Bo Junchen meeting first, perhaps, the three of them would have a happy result!

"Summer ......"

"Don't be so affectionate! Bo Plague God, Xia Xia is dead...... Died early! ”

A deep voice mixed with seductive evil poured out from the rosy lips.

Obviously, the voice is moving, but every word is soaked in a gloomy cold color, like a pool of cold water, which makes Bo Junchen in it.

The slightly drunk alcohol paralyzed the wounds he had been exposed by Su Nuanxia again and again.

He hated the chattering little mouth, and lowered his head to bite the diamond lip stained with a faint red lip.

Before sealing it, he whispered coldly: "Xia Xia, if you want to drive me crazy, then I will accompany you crazy-"

The lip flap fits and grinds.

The tip of the fiery tongue, like a mad beast, pried open her teeth, hooked her, choked her lips and tongue with the momentum of rain and thunder, and entangled with her with a kind of unruly and extremely venting-like gnawing.

These two people are used to hurting each other.

Whether it is the speech on weekdays or the behavior in bed, there is a ruthlessness.

It's like a wounded beast, fighting and plundering until one side tames the other!

Breathing faded.

Saliva is shallow.

The four hot lips fit snugly together.

A smell of blood flipped back and forth in the mouths of the two, accompanied by the mellow aroma of alcohol, which was even more intoxicating.

Wheezing is rapid, heavy.

Kissing, kissing......

Until that dying state of hypoxia appeared in her senses.

Su Nuanxia twisted and beat fiercely, staring at him sharply, wanting to let him go.

During the struggle, she was about to faint with a dizzy brain, and I am afraid that she even had the strength to breastfeed.

But the man in front of him continued, this almost brutal kiss-