Chapter Twenty-Three: Rogues
Shen Qingzi was frightened by his actions, her beautiful eyes instantly enlarged, and she was obviously still very gentle just now, but at this moment, she suddenly used her strength.
His kisses were strong and domineering, pressing every step of the way so that she was powerless to parry.
"Hmm...Mu Hanchuan..... I ....."
Shen Qingzi's voice was soft and weak, and the sound squeezed out of the dense kiss was not powerful at all, on the contrary, the soft and delicate voice stimulated Mu Hanchuan's senses even more, and his movements became more and more aggressive.
It wasn't until Shen Qingzi's weak body could barely breathe that Mu Hanchuan let go of her unsatisfactorily, and when she was about to collapse to the ground, his big hand quickly pulled her into his arms.
The tall bridge of her nose was slightly against the tip of her nose, and a sexy and charming voice sounded in her ears, "This time it's interest." ”
As they spoke, a warm breath lingered back and forth between the two.
Shen Qingzi paused, and the roots of his ears were red.
"Hooligans." Shen Qingzi protested softly.
"Huh? What did Madame just say, I didn't hear clearly? ”
When his gaze fell on the tiny fluff on her white face, he leaned over and rubbed the tip of his nose, and then raised his eyelids to meet her gaze, and there was a meaningful glow in the depths of those narrow peach blossom eyes.
"To say that you are a scoundrel is like a scoundrel." Shen Qingzi looked at him fearlessly, his round eyes widened, as if to say what can you do to me.
In an instant, there was a low chuckle in the air, and then the big slender and beautiful hands lifted her chin slightly, and said teasingly, "Then you are the wife of the rascal, and this seems to be good." ”
Shen Qingzi choked, and smiled at him without smiling, originally just planning to anger him, but he didn't expect to dig a hole for himself in the end.
Seeing this, Mu Hanchuan looked down at the woman snuggled in his arms and shook his head helplessly.
What a lovely woman.
Outside, thousands of stars are twinkling, and the two hearts embracing each other indoors are getting closer and closer.
……..
The next morning, it was the ethereal sound of birds outside the window that woke up Shen Qingzi who was asleep.
After lifting the quilt and getting out of bed, the curtains were opened, the morning light overflowed the entire room in the next second, and the scenery outside the window was also exceptionally beautiful.
After a simple washing and tidying up, Shen Qingzi went downstairs with brisk steps.
I learned from Zhang's mother that Mu Hanchuan went to work at Mu's Group very early, and after a simple breakfast, he changed into a small fragrance suit and went out.
The red and flamboyant Ferrari was shuttling quickly on the highway, Shen Qingzi stared at the front with heavy eyes, the memory of last night quickly flashed in his mind, and he stepped on the accelerator neatly and drove towards the agreed place in his memory.
About half an hour later, Shen Qingzi appeared at the door of a quiet café in Xintiandi Plaza.
The man in the room quickly greeted her when he saw her, and smiled, "You're finally here." ”
Shen Qingzi stared at the seemingly familiar man in front of him, the expensive white slim suit lined his whole figure more and more slender, and the narrow-rimmed silver-rimmed glasses blocked the slightest undercurrent under the man's pitch-black pupils, but there was a little more warm feeling, the high nose bridge and the warm smile, at first glance, it was quite a bit of the graceful demeanor of a wealthy son.
In his previous life, he was deceived by his harmless smile for a whole life.
Shen Qingzi looked at it coldly, resisting the urge to rush up and kill, and a mocking smile tugged at his lips.
"Qingzi, long time no see, I ......"