Chapter 39: The Kiss of Punishment

For Mo Haoran, Bai Ruo doesn't hate it, and even has the joy of loving the house and Wu, after all, it is exactly the same face as Qianjun. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info but only joy, and in the future will only stop at joy, she knows very well where her emotions belong, because joy is a rational and calm emotion.

Today's confession made Bai Ruo understand Mo Haoran's intentions, fortunately, she has a delicate fox heart, although she is not as cunning as her brothers, she can be regarded as a trickster, and she will never disappoint people's impression of fox cunning.

Bai Ruo was engrossed in thinking, and as soon as he stepped into the door of the courtyard, he was pulled by a force, and his face was frightened, and then he fell into a warm and flexible embrace.

A clear and cold smell of wine came to his face, "What were you guys doing just now?" Qianjun's voice was particularly cold and compelling today.

He firmly clamped Bai Ruoying's waist and arm with one arm, and supported the back of Bai Ruo's head with one hand. Bai Ruo clinged to Qianjun's hot body without any gaps, and the white jade-like little face was scary, and his heart was about to jump out.

She wanted to free her arms and push Qianjun away, but in vain, her body was clamped tighter and deeper. Well, since he couldn't move, Bai Ruo resolutely raised his small chin and stared at Qianjun's lonely face silently, his eyes clear.

What a face that mesmerized her! Thin lips closed, a straight nose, and dark eyes as clear as stars. A deep handsome face was as moving as before, but now it was covered with a layer of gloomy frost, and a cluster of red was beating in the blurred eyes, ready to be released.

Faintly aware of the smell of the mountain rain coming and the wind filling the building, Bai Ruo understood that he had successfully caused a misunderstanding.

She was pretty sure Qianjun cared about her, and it was definitely a sign of jealousy. But she didn't want to provoke his anger at all, the light in her beautiful eyes flowed, and she hurriedly explained: "We ......"

What she wants to say is: we're not what you think.

After saying two words, Qianjun's arms tightened again, Bai Ruo embedded in a firm and warm embrace, and the kiss fell fiercely without warning, and the domineering thin lips rubbed Bai Ruo's soft lips fiercely, as if he wanted to wipe off some traces.

Bai Ruoqiang endured the pain caused by this rude kiss, stared, frowned, was stunned for a while, forgot to struggle, and endured a kiss similar to punishment without moving.

Her expression seemed to be great disgust and patience in Qianjun's opinion, and it was Mo Haoran who could satisfy her heart. There was a faint pain in his heart, and the strength on his mouth was even more arrogant, almost gnawing Bai Ruo's pink lips, today he is going to snatch love with a knife!

It's not the kiss she wants! It's ridiculous to say that this is the first kiss she didn't deliberately keep for a thousand years. She has fantasized countless times about how her first kiss will be treated gently, it is a sweet contact to the depths of love, how tender and affectionate!

The truth is very different!

No, she had to explain!

As soon as she spoke, her wet and savage tongue slipped in and wantonly sucked the sweetness in her mouth. Qianjun's body temperature was rising, and the scorching smell with a rich and fragrant wine was entangled with her tongue, not giving her the slightest chance to escape and retreat.

Bai Ruo's limbs were weak and weak, and his whole body was accompanied by the pleasure of fire, and he gently closed his beautiful eyes, and fell into a drowsy desire provoked by a thousand people.

Is she also drunk, because Qianjun is alone and hot and confused with the smell of alcohol.