Chapter 167: Young Master Zuoqiu Plays Lai Pi (6)

Chapter 167: Young Master Zuoqiu Plays Lai Pi (6)

It was always Xia Han who used the strength to feed, and Zuo Qiuchen's hand still didn't move. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Xia Han burst into tears in a hurry, turned around and went into the door to get Zuoqiu's clothes.

Zuoqiu had a cold face, pulled open the door and walked in. Xia Han ran out from the sofa in the house with Zuo Qiuchen's clothes and threw them on Zuo Qiuchen's body!

"You know it's not appropriate, and you're still coming to me? Together, you will be happy! Am I alone in the pain of the whole thing! Let's go! I don't want to see you again! ā€

"Xia Han, calm down."

Zuoqiu didn't stretch out his hand, and let Xia Han hit his clothes indiscriminately.

"Since you're getting married! What are you still coming to me for! Can't you be responsible? I'm not your plaything......"

Xia Han screamed hysterically, and suddenly Zuoqiu came over and gagged her mouth deeply with a kiss. Xia Han's eyes widened and he looked at his face at close range, his cheeks were full of Zuo Qiuchen's two big hands, and he couldn't move. I had to fight with my fists and feet, and my hands beat Zuoqiu's upper body, kicking indiscriminately.

Seeing that Xia Han was still struggling frantically, Zuoqiu directly pressed Xia Han on the sofa and pressed him up! Firmly imprisoned the little woman who was still tossing under him.

Zuoqiu's kiss was so deep that Xia Han couldn't even make a whimpering sound, and tears slipped down his face silently. The mountain-like body didn't move at all no matter how Xia Han struggled!

In front of Zuo Qiuchen, she will always be so small. He wanted her to push him out, and she would be able to push him out the door. But when he doesn't want her to struggle, he can make her unable to move at all!

The deep kiss raged between his lips, and Xia Han felt that Zuoqiu seemed to be expressing his anger as if he was crazy. The intermittent feeling of suffocation made Xia Han's head groggy, and his body was so soft that he didn't have any strength. Zuoqiu's familiar snort swept around Xia Han, it smelled so good.

Suddenly, the kiss on the lips gradually slowly descended down the pointed chin, and the air that instantly blended into it made Xia Han's consciousness return to a little normal, and the warm itch on his neck made Xia Han's body tremble!

Suddenly, the warm kiss on his neck disappeared, Xia Han opened his eyes, and looked at Zuo Qiuchen with his head down, breathing heavily, and a roar like a roar sounded in Xia Han's ears.

"Do you just not believe me?"

Xia Han was stunned, Zuoqiu's face was directly attached to Xia Han's ear, and the light opening of his lips swept Xia Han's ear.

"I said I wouldn't marry Iza Sakura. Why can't you trust me? ā€

"I ......"

Xia Han's brain was blank for an instant, she was confused, she didn't understand what Zuo Qiuchen was talking about. Seeing Xia Han looking stupidly under him, he was frightened by him. Zuo Qiuchen tried his best to hide the frenzy in his eyes, and his instant reason was reborn again in those inky black eyes. Zuoqiu let go of the hand that imprisoned Xia Han, got up, sat aside, and took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and lit it.

"You're not going to marry her?"

Zuoqiu made an indifferent face and threw the cigarette case on the coffee table. There was no answer.

"Then why don't you ......"

I'm really too impulsive. Zuoqiu's heart was full of remorse, he would rather Xia Han hate himself than bring danger to her. But his best reason, unexpectedly disappeared in front of Xia Han.

"I just need you to trust me, and don't ask anything else."

Believe what?

Don't say anything, how can she believe?