(149) Psychological warfare

Yan Shaocheng looked surprised. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "I'm sorry, my hand slipped. "He looked at me condescendingly, and I felt like I was at his feet at the moment." Didn't I say that? Who wants you not to be obedient? He had a bad smile on his lips.

He meant it was my fault, because I didn't listen to him.

He did it on purpose.

I was half angry at his behavior.

I am at Yan Shaocheng's feet at the moment, and his gaze has a feeling of Ling Chi.

I just looked up at him, a clear smile on her lips, before reaching out and pulling me up.

I looked at him like that, and maybe he would like my gaze like this, because all I looked at him at the moment.

My eyes were fixed on him, ignoring the hand he handed me.

Yan Shaocheng smiled, reached out and grabbed my arm directly, and lifted me up stiffly.

My heel just snapped.

Sure enough, even Prada's shoes can't afford to toss so much. I looked up at my broken shoes, helpless.

At this moment, my arm is still dragging in Yan Shaocheng's hand.

"Yan Shaocheng, you want to accompany me with a pair of shoes." I withdrew the money as soon as I opened my mouth, just like a normal money worshipper.

"Sending shoes will go farther and farther." Yan Shaocheng suddenly said this to me, he has never believed in ghosts and gods, and he will be so superstitious?

"Do you still believe this?" I laughed and was about to shake off Yan Shaocheng, but the high heels without heels were difficult to balance, and I grabbed Yan Shaocheng's arm again.

Yan Shaocheng smiled happily when he saw me like this. "Why don't you run away?" The way he asked knowingly, I was really angry.

I was about to take off my shoes when he grabbed me by the waist and picked me up. I don't feel comfortable with this feeling of being in the air.

I stared at him, and I was very uncomfortable with Yan Shaocheng holding me like this. It should be said that it is the first time in my life that I have been held like this like this. Strictly speaking, I don't think a princess is suitable for a woman as bad as me.

"Yan Shaocheng, you let me down." I don't think Yan Shaocheng has any good intentions, I don't feel very good to be held by him like this, and I have a feeling that something is wrong.

"Oh?" Yan Shaocheng seemed to think about it seriously, and his arms deliberately relaxed.

My sudden whereabouts may be because of Yan Shaocheng's previous experience of throwing me away, and I reacted much faster. In a hurry, I hugged Yan Shaocheng violently and hugged him directly.

At this moment, I can feel Yan Shaocheng's heartbeat, and he is in the position of my heart. It was also the first time that our hearts were so close, but it was not good.

Yan Shaocheng's abnormality in doing things today has made me already guess his thoughts, the most primitive thoughts of a man to a woman.

Yan Shaocheng saw that I took the initiative to hug him, and seemed to smile with satisfaction. Then he put his arms around me again and put his arms around me and put his arms around me.

I looked at Yan Shaocheng and didn't know what kind of mentality I should use.

"That's good." Yan Shaocheng is like coaxing a child, and I have to wonder if I am really an ignorant person with such words.

Yan Shaocheng hugged me, and from getting on the elevator to getting out of the elevator, he didn't let go of me. The tighter I broke free, the tighter he cried.

Close to his ears, I could hear his breathing, his heartbeat. And his unique smell. I have nothing to do with Yan Shaocheng, but I am familiar with the smell of him, so I really can't say it.

I gradually understood that perhaps for Yan Shaocheng, he should use a "soft strategy".

I was also quiet, like a wild cat tired of being quiet in Yan Shaocheng's arms.

However, Yan Shaocheng seemed to really treat me as a cat, and when he opened the door with the room card, he deliberately touched my hair, as if he was touching cat hair.

That feeling made me feel awkward.

Yan Shaocheng was afraid that I would run away, so he pushed me against the sofa.

The door opened in an instant with the sound of the room card "tick", Yan Shaocheng hugged me in with both hands, and then closed the door with his feet.

He put me on the couch as he always did, and then stood aside as if he were looking at some rare animal. Then he reached out and touched my head again, still touching the cat's hair.

I've always felt that way, but I didn't say it.

Until Yan Shaocheng spoke, he was still condescending. While touching my head, still laughing. "Why do you think cats like people touching her head so much?"

This is clearly detrimental to me. He's finding fault, and I'm talking to let him get his way.

I didn't answer him, and I reached out and kicked my shoes off.

The smile on the corner of Yan Shaocheng's mouth never stopped, as if I was really ridiculous.

Then Yan Shaocheng approached me, propped his hands on both sides of the sofa, as if he had a desire to conquer. Or maybe he wants to see me that way.

Then he started kissing me, and I couldn't tell what he was thinking in that look.

I was in a state of stupor, and all I knew was staring at him.

After a while he stopped and looked at me. It was as if I had noticed that my eyes were always open, and it felt like complaining that I was not paying attention.

But he wasn't so angry, and his eyes were still on me.

"You can't cheat, the game hasn't been won or lost yet." I know what Yan Shaocheng wants to do, and no matter how stupid I am, I know what Yan Shaocheng is restraining and forbearance in his eyes.

Yan Shaocheng seemed to listen to me very carefully, but he didn't seem to listen.

If he doesn't answer me, I'm even more angry. His suit was really neat enough, and he was so well-dressed that he didn't even have a crease.

I reached out and grabbed the tie of his dress, Armani's men's suit has always been Yan Shaocheng's favorite. Yan Shaocheng is accustomed to customization.

The tie I hold and the tie clip on top should be worth a lot of money. The diamond-encrusted technique above is very unique.

But I didn't feel heartache, I directly tightened and pulled Yan Shaocheng over.

"Do you have nothing to say, or do you want to play tricks?" I don't like Yan Shaocheng not speaking like this, because I can't guess what he thinks, I don't know the bottom of my heart.

It feels a little bad, what Yan Shaocheng did today, now I don't think it's right.

He proposed at the cemetery, in front of my mother, for his birthday, and played "The Wedding of Dreams", and at the moment it felt like the next step......

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a wedding with a very strong sense of ceremony, I don't know if I thought too much about it, or if I guessed right.

So Yan Shaocheng gave me the ring, which is considered a default?

Or did he not intend to ask for my opinion at all, but just to inform me?

He doesn't speak, and I can only think alone. The more I thought about it, the more outrageous it became, I didn't expect that I would be so useless when facing Yan Shaocheng.

"You're sweating." Finally, Yan Shaocheng spoke, as if he was playing psychological warfare with me. He spoke when his mental defenses were at their weakest.

His words made my heart beat faster, and it felt like a hormonal rush.

But it's just likeness, not essence.

(To be continued.) )