Before she finished speaking, she saw Zhao Zifeng's handsome and extraordinary face pressed down, with a cold wind, hitting her face, he lowered his head and kissed her, her breathing accelerated in an instant, "bang" as if she was about to jump out of her chest.

His thin lips kissed her aggressively with his anger, leaving her with nowhere to run

But his big strong hand had one of his shoulders around her.

Her hand hung weakly at her side, not knowing where to touch it, but she touched the cold doorknob while groping, and her mind was instantly clear.

She frowned lightly, her slightly blurred black and white eyes retreated instantly, clear to the bottom, soft limbs, pushing Zhao Zifeng, but his confinement was too tight, and he couldn't shake it at all.

Zhao Zifeng felt her resistance and struggle, and became more and more tight, and there was not the slightest gap in the distance between the two.

Sun Mengjiao simply closed her eyes, moved her teeth up and down, and bit his wet lip fiercely, until he subconsciously retreated after being surprised.

His deep dark eyes surged with an undercurrent, as if rolling like a monstrous wave, and above his red lips, there were two spots of scarlet, which was very conspicuous.

He stretched out his index finger and brushed it lightly on his lips, and lowered his eyes to see the scarlet on the white knuckles, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

Sun Mengjiao was just let go by Zhao Zifeng, and she had been grabbing her just now, so that she couldn't breathe well at all.

She stabilized her emotions, put her hands on the door, and said in a cold voice with disdain: "Zhao Zifeng, can you be a man?" Do we have anything to do with each other other than an agreement? Wouldn't it be nice to have fun finding each other? ”

"A little man?"

Zhao Zifeng gently and slowly spit out these words, and suddenly like a leopard in static braking, he suddenly straightened his legs, and one threw himself down, pressing Sun Mengjiao behind the door again.

This time he was not as gentle as just now, his movements were almost rough and fierce, with the anger and anger he had when he first came in, he grabbed her hands, pressed them on both sides of her head, leaned over slightly, and approached.

"You let go of me!"

Sun Mengjiao was startled by his sudden movements, but when she realized that it was too late to escape, she could only be slaughtered like fish on a sticky board, she pursed her lips and looked at him.

Zhao Zifeng's black pupils were brewing, and some kind of inexplicable emotion was brewing, and his voice suddenly became eight degrees colder, like the A1 played on the far right of the piano key, "Do you want to find another man?" Well? ”

"What's wrong with me going to find a man? Why can you find a woman and I can't find a man? ”

Sun Mengjiao was very unconvinced, and her eyes revealed her unwillingness.

Zhao Zifeng's eyebrows jumped, Weng moved his lower lip, his strong and domineering low breath was closed, and he suddenly opened his lips and said: "I didn't look for a woman, she is my cousin, what I like is you." ”

When he said the word like, Sun Mengjiao felt that the sound of her heart beating rapidly with anger disappeared in an instant, as if she had stopped beating by suffocation, and everything around her lost its sound.

The two men maintained this ambiguous posture, looking at each other, both trying to find something out of each other's eyes.

After being silent for a long time, Sun Mengjiao's heart rippled, she finally succeeded, and successfully made Zhao Zifeng, a man with empty eyes, admit that he liked him.

But she hated his temptation to herself, and for her discomfort and grievances for so many days, she had the slightest danger, surprise and excitement on her face, but instead lowered her face coldly, and asked disdainfully: "Do you really like me?" ”

Zhao Zifeng pressed her hand, curled up slightly, and a layer of tenderness and perseverance rolled up in her deep eyes.

"Yes."

A simple but firm word, but it expresses the most true and profound answer in his heart.

Sun Mengjiao's brain shook, it seemed that everything was blank, she forced herself to calm down, staring at him quietly, but she didn't speak.

Do you really like it?

Then why did he find that woman to act with him, because he had an abusive tendency and planned to stimulate her?

Is it purely to poke her in the heart?

Sun Mengjiao kept convincing herself in her heart that she must not let him go so easily!

At this time, Zhao Zifeng was the same, after saying what he thought in his heart, he was breathing a little, like an ignorant young man, who didn't know what love was at all, and it was ridiculous to think about it.

He just waited for Sun Mengjiao's reply, and after thinking about it, he raised his eyebrows, "What about you?" ”

Sun Mengjiao's thoughts were interrupted by him, her indifferent eyebrows and eyes became colder and colder, and she glanced at him, "What if you like it?" I disagree! ”

She shook it off, pushed him away, turned and twisted the door, ready to leave.

Who knew that as soon as a gap was opened, Sun Mengjiao suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, and the whole person was on her shoulders, her stomach rested on Zhao Zifeng's shoulders, and his hands were holding her knees.

Her blood surged up, and she rushed down again, just because her head hung upside down on his back, Sun Meng was squeamish, fluttering her hands vigorously, afraid of hitting his back, and shouted in her mouth, "Zhao Zifeng, you let me down!" You bastard! ”

For Zhao Zifeng, Sun Mengjiao's thin figure has no weight on his shoulders, and he is naturally not afraid of her struggle.

When he opened the door completely, he glanced sideways at her high pouting buttocks, freed the palm of his hand, and slapped it heavily, "If you don't obey, then I can only use it to vent." ”

A crisp slapping sound came, and naturally the pain didn't know whether it was the reason for hanging upside down or being beaten, her face instantly turned red, and the crimson complexion was even more attractive.

"Zhao Zifeng, you ...... You scoundrel! ”

She was carried on her shoulders, unable to move at all, and could only verbally accuse, but his cheeks were as thick as the city walls, and when his palm was raised, the palm fell again.

"Do you still say?"

Sun Mengjiao couldn't see his expression clearly, but how could she sound like he was very happy without those anger and coldness?

At the moment when he asked this sentence, he opened the door of the private room of the nightclub, and the noisy and energetic music outside suddenly poured into his ears like a tide, and Sun Mengjiao swayed and swayed with the float brought by Zhao Zifeng's movement.

She saw that there were people crowded outside, and she was carried out like this, so that they could see it, wasn't it a shame for the dead?

She discussed with Zhao Zifeng, softened her tone, and said politely as much as possible: "Mr. Zhao, can you let me down?" I can walk on my own! ”

The corners of Zhao Zifeng's lips hooked slightly, and the people around him all looked in the direction of the two of them, and pointed and pointed.

Caught off guard, he actually hit her again.

Sun Mengjiao's face was instantly squeezed, she could only hang her head down, bury it in the suit on his back, and close her eyes, thinking that a leaf would be fine, as long as she couldn't see it, others couldn't see her.

This can be regarded as self-deception as a last resort.

Zhao Zifeng felt her movements, the smile on the corner of his mouth bloomed even brighter, and he walked towards the door of the nightclub.

Xiao Min was having a good time, shaking her head and dancing, and when she turned her head and saw the two people who came out of the door of the private room, she appeared in such an ambiguous way, she actually showed an aunt smile.

"It's worthy of Brother Zhao, it's done in such a domineering way, it seems that you will be able to drink happy wine soon!"

In Xiaomin's heart, Sun Mengjiao is kind and simple, and she is beneficial to Zhao Zifeng at work, so she is a good candidate for a good wife.

Even if she is young and young, she is still good at looking at people.

After a little complacency, she began to shake her head and dance again.

Sun Mengjiao was carried by Zhao Zifeng out of the nightclub all the way, and then thrown into the car.

As soon as she got into the passenger seat, she wanted to get out of the car, but before she opened the door, she was pressed back by Zhao Zifeng, who quickly got into the position.

"I'll do everything."

He spit out these words lightly, and looked at Sun Mengjiao deeply with his eyes, but she could hear that Zhao Zifeng had always said and done what he said.

And the means, whether in business or private affairs, have always been used in every way.

For example, the photo of Luo Zhiguo's birthday, such as the collapse of Luo Zhiguo's newspaper......

He has done all these things, what else can't he do?

Thinking of this, her mind instantly moved away from the two words he had just said, and she turned her head to look out the car window, absent-minded.

While Zhao Zifeng was driving, he glanced at her, frowned, stepped on the accelerator, and felt like he had the urge to go home for a moment.

As soon as he got home, Zhao Zifeng closed the door and picked up Sun Mengjiao and went upstairs.

"You ......"

Sun Mengjiao was caught off guard, startled, hugged his neck again and again, and called softly.

Zhao Zifeng raised his eyebrows, did not lower his eyes to look at her, but walked steadily, and went upstairs in three or two steps.

He threw her on the bed, of course, the mattress underneath was soft and elastic, her body fell on the bed, dented and then flicked up, she clutched the corner of the quilt under her hands, sensed his intentions, quickly turned over and prepared to get out of bed.

The black shadow flashed in front of him, and he grabbed Sun Mengjiao's leg that was retreating, dragged it to the center of the bed, and pressed it down strongly.

"Want to run?"

Zhao Zifeng spit out these two words from his undulating chest, with depression and restraint, very low and dumb.

Sun Mengjiao was trapped in the middle of the bed by him and couldn't move, and the eyelashes on her black and white eyes trembled unconsciously.

Such a petite and soft Sun Mengjiao was under him, Zhao Zifeng, who had not touched her like this for a long time, instantly his body was hot as if he was roasting on a fire, and his breathing became disordered, he took a closer look, and the lip flap that had been bitten by Sun Mengjiao before was pressed down.

A little stinging, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and the wet touch covered up the slight pain.

Sun Mengjiao twisted her waist and struggled to break free of him, but it was completely in vain, for him, she was just tickling him.

"I'll let you see if I'm a man!"

Sun Mengjiao's heart, which was still going to struggle hard, gradually fell under his attack, and where his lips passed, it was like an electric current slashing, instantly hitting the heart, making her body stiff and then paralyzed, completely powerless.

The room was full of beautiful colors, and the warm orange light was projected on the two of them, witnessing the sweetness of this moment.

And when Sun Mengjiao fell asleep, she remembered the sentence he had just emphasized in her mind.

"I'll let you see if I'm a man......"

When she closed her eyes, a thought flashed through her mind, she was indeed a man, and she was still a handsome and golden man......

The early morning light, with mist and warmth, shone in through the window and fell on the bed, casting a circle of slightly golden colors.

Sun Mengjiao slowly opened her eyes, felt that her body was very tired, so she closed it again, noticed a trace of abnormality, quickly opened her eyes again, frowned, and saw the man next to her, supporting his cheek with one hand, bending his elbow, and resting on the bed.

In the early morning, he still had a little lazy air of getting up in the morning, those deep eyes like paint, dripping with water, with the color of the morning sun, staring at her for a moment, and there was an almost silly smile on the corner of his mouth.

"How did you sleep last night?"

When he saw her wake up, his tone was very warm and soft, completely devoid of yesterday's strength and arrogance.

Sun Mengjiao was a little uneasy by him, licked her lips, picked up the quilt to block his vision very embarrassed, and asked intermittently, "It's okay...... When are you ...... Awake? ”