A week ago, often in.

At this moment, her mobile phone at the bedside lit up, and Yang Minghui stretched out his long arm and took her mobile phone. After unlocking it with her fingerprint, he saw the two videos, the man in the video he didn't know, but as long as he was a discerning person, he could see that the person's identity was not simple. He looked at the video and hooked the corners of his lips, and now it was fun.

The woman in the video is really beautiful, but I don't know who is cheaper. Xie Jinxiao, Xie Jinxiao, do you think you can escape this time? Yang Minghui's gaze fell directly on Xu Sangtian, with undisguised desire in his eyes.

He sent the video to his mobile phone, reached out and gently stroked Song Shihao's hair, again and again, like a murmur between lovers. He smiled with his eyebrows, and his amber eyes were full of love: "Good time, you know what? You really did me a great favor. ”

When Song Shihao woke up, Yang Minghui looked at her with a smile, and she turned her head in disgust: "Something?" ”

Yang Minghui dropped a kiss between her hair and put her mobile phone in front of her eyes, which was the video of Xu Sangtian and Xie Jinsong hugging at the elevator door: "Shi Hao, you said that you helped me so much, how can I thank you?" Well? ”

Song Shi snatched the phone as if in stress, and turned his head to look at him with a warning on his face: "Yang Minghui, let me tell you, you can move whoever you want, but she can't!" She's mine, and I can only do it! ”

Yang Minghui pinched Song Shihao's cheek and pinched her mandible: "Shihao, your prey is just what I want, what do you say?" After speaking, he laughed, "Okay, let me help you solve it together, okay?" As long as you deal with her, there will be no one to threaten your position in the prosperous world, obedient. ”

There was already a red mark on her jaw, and she couldn't help frowning in pain, but her eyes were full of stubbornness: "I said, only I can move her!" If you dare to touch her, I don't mind if we die together! ”

Yang Minghui's hand pinching her jaw had slowly moved to her neck, his fingers slowly tightening on her delicate neck, and the skin around his fingers was slightly white. He smiled close to her ear: "Okay, do you say that you die first, or I die first, or we die together?" ”

Song Shihao's face flushed, his good-looking eyebrows furrowed tightly, and his breathing was like a luxury locked in a cabinet, out of reach. Her eyes were already bloodshot, but she was still stubborn and refused to let go.

He laughed, and she laughed: "You...... Try...... Try ......" Her words were choppy, as if she would lose her breath completely the next moment.

Yang Minghui suddenly let go of his fingers, he was reluctant to let her die, at least not now.

As soon as he let go, Song Shihao began to cough violently, his whole face was red, and his already red eyes were instantly filled with water vapor due to physiological reasons. Yang Minghui leaned on the bed and looked at her with the corners of his mouth tugging, he seemed to be a little too hard.

"Well, I can promise you not to move her. But listen, if you make a move one day, you can't stop me. ”