Chapter 17: The Battle of the Lips and Tongues

"You can rest for a while, someone will bring you lunch when it arrives, stay here obediently, huh?" After Yuan Qing put down the internal phone, he explained to Hu Yuening.

When she was what? Lover or pet puppy?!

Hu Yuening was depressed and entangled in his heart, which naturally showed on his face, and his tone was also quite impulsive, "You go, you're good!" "Uh, why does this tone seem to complain about the feeling that the lover doesn't put himself first in his heart?!

Yuan Qing was obviously amused by her words, and the hand that was already wearing leather gloves on the doorknob was retracted, and pulled off the gloves, with a smile on his lips, and walked to Hu Yuening, who was sitting on the chaise longue in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window.

"What do you want to do?! Isn't there something still in a hurry? Hu Yuening saw that he was obviously leaving, but he walked back, shrank a little defensively to the inside of the window, looked at him, and spoke unceremoniously.

"Hey, aren't you duplicitous? Don't you want me to go? Yuan Qing was not provoked by her, he put his hands in his trouser pockets and paced over again, stood on the edge of the couch and looked at Hu Yuening condescendingly, and when Hu Yuening couldn't help but speak again, he preemptively said: "If you really don't want me to leave, I won't leave, what?" You just have to say something nice, huh? ”

Your sister, a shameless stinky man, "How far are you going to give me, what nonsense?!" Regarding Yuan Qing's words, Hu Yuening was a little inexplicable, and he was more angry.

"Tsk, don't be embarrassed, Xiao Ningning......" As he spoke, he even leaned down to face Hu Yuening's pretty face, which was already flushed, and stretched out his right hand to caress the tender cheek.

"Smack", Hu Yue Ninghao unceremoniously slapped the salty pig hand, "Let's go!" ”

"What, are you here for real?" Yuan Qing saw Hu Yuening's angry posture, and he began to be a little dissatisfied with this, "When did Young Master Ben become so annoying?" Or are you cowardly lawless? ”

My circle is forked, Hu Yuening only then reacted that this bastard really thought that he didn't want him to go! Where did he get his confidence and arrogant little universe?!

Yuan Qing saw that Hu Yuening didn't squeak, and his heart was even more angry, and he shot out again, pinched her small chin, forced her to look at herself, and said word by word: "What, what are you dissatisfied with?" Tell me all about it, huh? ”

Is this necessary? Regarding Yuan Qing's moodiness and oversensitivity, Hu Yuening was not angry, but she had a headache, she took a deep breath and said, "I'm not dissatisfied, I'm just talking about things, don't be so jelly, OK?" "Besides, what is the relationship between the two of them?

If it is a strong relationship, why is she dissatisfied with him? It's not an exaggeration to destroy him! If she is forced to need his help now, even if she is very dissatisfied with him, she will have to knock out her bloody teeth and swallow it in her stomach, right?

"Hmph, I'm asking you with kind words, but you don't have any dissatisfaction, right? If you dare to give your master a good look in the future, hum ......" Yuan Qing sighed angrily, and suddenly he seemed to think of something, turned around and dragged a chair to the chaise longue, sat down, put his hands around his chest, and looked at Hu Yuening steadily, "Yuening, tell me honestly, except for Zhai Zhuo, how many people have you been with?" ”

What does it mean that in addition to Zhai Zhuo, how many people did she follow? "You bastard! What the fuck are you taking me for? Hundred Flower Chicken?! Hu Yuening suddenly jumped up as if he had ignited gunpowder.

"You're so jelly, don't you have a ghost in your heart?" Yuan Qing was not angry at this time, but his tone was still not very good, he had not come to investigate Hu Yuening's "Eight Generations of Ancestors" urgently, but he always felt in his heart that the chick in front of him was very charming, in addition to the so-called first love, there must be some other flowers and grasses "raping" love.

"What do you mean by having a ghost in your heart? Are you my husband or my son? Did I fucking steal people, how many people, what the hell is your business? Don't tell me, you're taking my body, but you don't know if I'm a place! Hu Yuening didn't pretend to be a lady anymore, and she threw out rude words directly without thinking about it, she was very unhappy now, so she ...... Fucking fuck it! Even "stealing people" is not a "place", such nonsense made her speak freely.

"Also, who do I associate with, and why do I care about you? I haven't sued you yet! ”

"Hehe, what are you going to sue me? Kindness? When Yuan Qing heard this, he was happy!

"My lap fork...... Your sister's! ”

"I really want to circle around your little sister right away......" It's a bit of a scoundrel, Yuanqing has rained and the sky is sunny again, isn't this a flowery mouthful.

"You dare! Be careful when I shout 'incivility', you are a soldier, you are not afraid of demerits, you will come! Hu Yuening said that it was quite imposing, but unfortunately, she forgot where she was now......

"Tut, the master is still here......" What was faster than what he said was that as soon as Yuan Qing's long arm stretched, he scooped up Hu Yuening's small body like a sack and dragged it into his arms. The chair handle was holding Hu Yuening's waist, extremely uncomfortable, she struggled desperately, trying to get her body a little more comfortable, of course, it was best to break free from his clamps.

It's just that this kind of behavior made Yuan Qing unhappy again, and with the sunlight shining in from the window, Hu Yuening still clearly saw the angry look reflected in his eyes between the struggles.

Yuan Qing exerted force again and again, took Hu Yuening into his arms a little deeper, and then lowered his head and used his lips to find Hu Yuening's lips. In a panic, Hu Yuening wanted to retreat, but let him clasp the back of his head with one hand. Immediately, his eyes widened and he watched Yuan Qing's handsome face enlarge in front of him, and then his lips pressed against his own.

Hu Yuening could only purse her lips desperately for a while, she wanted to refuse this inexplicable and forced kiss. Yuan Qing's lips rubbed against hers, but he couldn't go deeper, he became more and more annoyed, raised his head, and then the hand that was originally fixed on the back of Hu Yuening's head was withdrawn and pinched her nose hard.

Your sister! Is there such a loss, Hu Yuening immediately felt that it was difficult to breathe. But she still stubbornly closed her mouth, refused to give in, and glared at Yuan Qing with hatred in her eyes.

But after all, he couldn't last too long in such a situation, and his lung capacity was limited, and after a while, Hu Yuening felt that his lungs seemed to be burning. As a last resort, she finally opened her mouth and took a breath of fresh air, and at the same time made a judgment in her heart that suffocation was a painful way to die, even if she wanted to die in the future, she should not choose this way.

The sweet air had just released the burning sensation in his lungs, and Yuan Qing's lips had fallen rapidly like a shadow. This time she didn't have time to close her mouth, and his tongue had successfully penetrated, vowing to intertwine with Hu Yuening's lips and tongue to the end.