Before Ji Liunian could react, Ling Yichuan's other arm had already stretched out and hugged her waist tightly. His slender legs carried her, his strong back pressed against her, and his strong arms wrapped around her.

He hugged him so tightly that she could barely even struggle, and she just wanted to scold him with her head sideways: "Ling ...... Hmmm......"

But it was Ling Yichuan, who had already seen her coming sideways, and immediately stepped forward and quickly grabbed her soft lips.

Just now, when she was in high spirits in the conference room, he couldn't help but want to hold her in his arms when he saw the corners of her lips constantly moving.

The original thought of suppressing and suppressing her had long since disappeared, he was just surprised, how could this woman not be as shallow nymphomaniac as ordinary women at all, how many surprises could she give him?

However, compared to her personality, her body is what he thinks about day and night! After kissing her gently in the elevator last time, he was fine when he didn't see her, but as long as he tasted her now, the soft and moist touch, fresh and natural, without a trace of artificial piling taste, made him want to stop!

How could Ji Liunian be willing to be bullied by him like this, not to mention, sooner or later, she would have to stand in front of him as "Yu Yichen's fiancée", and she didn't like this kind of flowery young master at all. As soon as he was hugged, he struggled hard.

Ling Yichuan seemed to have anticipated her resistance, one arm firmly locked her waist, while the other stretched up and pinched her small chin so hard that she couldn't move a single inch at all.

The two of them fought silently on the small sofa. Ji Liunian's hands were not bound by him, and he tried even harder to break his confinement at this time. Unable to dodge left and right, she raised her foot vigorously and stomped the surface of his foot—and spun in a circle.

Although Ji Liunian was not wearing fifteen centimeter stiletto heels at this time, it was also a five-centimeter heel, and with a sudden force, Ling Yichuan shrank in pain, she just pushed his head away, and was about to escape, but his big hand hooked her slender waistline and fished her back. Ji Liunian turned around and wanted to slap him, but he grabbed his wrist and pulled it back hard.

"When will you be able to change your habit of beating people at every turn?" Did she hear it wrong? Ling Yichuan's tone seemed to have a hint of - like a pet for a kitten or a puppy? Who did he think of her? He beckons and comes, and he lingers and goes? His female companions who like to spoil them?

Die!

"Ling Yichuan, I seem to have said it very clearly last time, I don't like you! You're wrong! ”

Ling Yichuan also nodded: "I remember I also said it last time - as long as the woman I like, whether she is married or unmarried, she has to sleep with me!" ”