So restless, she succeeded in provoking his anger, and the sinking of her eyes increased the force that restrained her.

"Hurt............

"If you don't want your hand to be scrapped, be honest."

Wen Xin, who had always been calm, was also completely irritated by him, and couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, "Jian Qingchuan, if you are a man, let me go." ”

He let go of his hand a little, but he didn't let go of her.

The long finger stroked her cheek, which was a little red from anger, clasped Wen Xin's chin, and kissed her red lips like cherry blossoms fiercely.

Wen Xin stared, his head blank.

What's going on?

Why could she only see Jian Qingchuan's slightly closed eyes, and his gently flickering long eyelashes?

Jian Qingchuan's unique masculine breath mixed into Wen Xin's nose with the air, with a faint fragrance of jasmine, refreshing, but at the same time reminding her of what she was doing now.

Her eyes widened wider and rounder, and she clenched her teeth tightly, refusing to let go of half a minute.

Jian Qingchuan actually kissed her?

He actually kissed her with someone else's lips that he had just kissed?

Damn it!

She hated it.

She struggled to twist her body, and her unrestrained legs kept kicking and stepping on Jian Qingchuan.

But she seemed to have forgotten that she had already taken off her shoes when she entered the door, and had come in barefoot.

This kind of attack did not pose any threat to Jian Qingchuan at all.

The faint aroma emanating from Wen Xin's body strongly stimulated Jian Qingchuan's sensory nerves.

The bloody-sweet taste spread in their mouths and intensified.

Wen Xin frowned, but Jian Qingchuan kissed passionately and passionately.

He raised his head, stretched out the tip of his tongue and gently licked the crimson that had fallen to his lips, and his eyes seemed to be dyed with a hint of misty temptation for a moment.

Ask the world, what man can interpret a simple kiss so seductive, so charming?

I'm afraid it's only Jian Qingchuan, right?

"You taste good." Jian Qingchuan said unsatisfactorily.

Wen Xin didn't think so, she spit out all the saliva he had just passed to her in front of him, and she looked extremely disgusted.

But no matter how hard she tried, the disgusting feeling still lingered.

"Wen Xin, don't forget, the person you marry tomorrow is me."

Jian Qingchuan pulled her lips evilly and spit out a sentence leisurely, as if reminding Wen Xin.

Wen Xin heard his strong warning from the word "it's me".

"You ......" Wen Xin glared at him fiercely, unable to refute.

"Hahahahaha......"

Jian Qingchuan laughed insolently.

Wen Xin, a woman who was about to become his wife, actually bit him while kissing him.

It's fun, it's so much fun.

Jian Qingchuan pulled Wen Xin away from him slightly, and with a gentle push, he threw his whole person onto the bed not far away.

He sat elegantly on the sofa, his slender legs lazily folded together.

"Smack......

The lighter sounded lightly, Jian Qingchuan lit a cigar, and smoked it complacently, as if nothing had happened to Fang Cai.

Jian Qingchuan's big bed, Wen Xin felt disgusting no matter how she looked at it.

simply turned over and jumped down, sat down the farthest place from Jian Qingchuan, and stared at him intently.

Like a wounded hedgehog, she erected hard spikes just to protect herself.

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