Su Yunge's head was forced to be raised because of the man's strong oppressive posture, and his slender and graceful neck was like a phoenix singing with his neck.

But at this time, the white neck ushered in an uninvited guest.

The man's bite was so hard and merciless that she could clearly feel his teeth piercing her skin.

Her head moved slightly, and she was about to break free, but this action provoked a more domineering confinement from the man.

With one hand, he grabbed her wrist and buckled it more vigorously against the wall, but with the other hand, he tightly hugged his waist and pressed it tightly, leaving no gap.

After a while, the man's lips finally left her neck.

Su Yunge gritted his teeth and said secretly, this man is a dog!

There was a sweet smell of blood in the air, Su Yunge clearly felt the blood on his neck, and was about to open his mouth to probe two sentences, when the man suddenly buried his head again.

Su Yunge's heart instantly lifted, his fingers tightened slightly, he thought it was another bite, but he just touched it lightly.

His lips gently kissed the wound that he bit out, and slowly pecked the kiss, giving people the illusion of intimate love, little by little, making people fall straight into the abyss.

Suddenly, I felt that the kiss was not enough, and the tip of my tongue gently hooked up the blood, and the smell of rust flowed on the tip of my tongue and went straight to my heart.

"Sweet."

The two words fell lightly on Su Yunge's ears, with an ignorant murderous aura.

Your blood is sweet.

Su Yunge secretly slandered to himself, there must be something wrong with this girl. Just then did he turn around in his heart, and suddenly there was a burst of hot heat on his thighs.

The whole body stiffened, and his face was already iron-blue.

She stared at her, almost scolding.

Fuck you, this guy is not only faulty but also a big pervert.

Actually reacted to her?!

The two are inseparable from each other, and naturally they will not miss any reaction from each other.

"Fragrant, so fragrant! Your blood is fragrant. The man's voice rang in Su Yunge's ears again.

His breath drilled into her ears, causing a palpitation.

This is the moment!

A sharp light flashed in Su Yunge's eyes, and with a wrong wrist, he punched the man's shoulder with the force of the staggered force.

The man didn't notice for a moment and took a few steps back.

Just a few short steps were enough for Su Yunge to get out of his control.

The steps connect the dots and quickly retreat to the side. Su Yunge leaned his back against the wall, panting and looking at the man vigilantly.

The right hand quickly took back the wrist that had just been knocked and dislocated, and there was a "click" sound, which sounded clearly in this quiet space.

Su Yunge's brows did not change under this severe pain, and he didn't even say a word.

Raising his eyes to observe the man, he was wrapped in a silver mink, the cuffs were rolled with gold wire, and the neck was wrapped in the soft and heavy mink fur.

The long hair is tied with a red jade unicorn crown, the sword eyebrows are in the temples, and the eyes are full of vast coercion.

The whole person is as noble as the gods descending, arrogant, handsome, but with an unapproachable coldness.

This is a perfect, almost palpitating man.

Even Su Yunge, who has seen countless beautiful men, can't help but admire, this person is really the best.

If Rong Qianxun is the bright moon in the sky, cold and noble, then this man is like a poppy blooming in the dark, extremely deadly.

Rong Qianxun is an immortal, and this man is the demon god.

In the space between these two pairs, I saw his delicate chin slightly raised, looking at Su Yunge fixedly.

"Woman, you are very bold, you dare to touch my things!"