"Flutter." Song Weilan only thought that the other party was joking, and sent a refill expression.

In the middle of the night, Song Weilan, who was asleep, vaguely felt that someone was lying down beside him, and people who practiced martial arts were originally very vigilant, and Song Weilan was half awake now.

"Don't move." In the next second, a gentle burst of heat blew in his ears, making Song Weilan tremble.

"Damn, what are you doing?" The smell of Ji Ruxu's body is already familiar to Song Weilan, but there is a little more wine in the smell at this time.

She has to move if she wants to, Ji Ruxu's bastard is like ordering her pussy during the day.

"Sleep." The voice in my ears was soft, low and deep like a dream.

"Sleep? Sleep with your sister. Song Weilan exploded on the spot, why is there such an unreasonable person in this world, she thinks that she has said it clearly enough, she will never like him in her life.

In this life, she will choose to escape from Ji Ruxu, in addition to not wanting to be at the mercy of others, but also because there is someone she has never forgotten, the figure of this person clearly appeared in her mind at the last moment when she closed her eyes in her last life.

"It's my wife." An arm wrapped around her and softly corrected.

This ambiguous atmosphere made Song Weilan suddenly think of the kiss marks left on her body before, as well as the strange mark of the Ji family, when she woke up from the private castle on Lanling Island, lying naked on his bed, this is to say that nothing happened, and someone has to believe it.

"Ji Ruxu, nothing has happened between us, right?" Song Weilan asked very tactfully, after all, this kind of question is difficult to say.

"What do you want to happen?" The deep voice turned to charm, and there was a faint smile.

"Don't fill me with garlic, I haven't settled accounts with you about the mark you left on me." A warm snort fell on his neck, and Song Weilan's body trembled.

Helpless and unable to move, plus there was a question to ask him, Song Weilan chose to obey temporarily, he didn't seem to act excessively, he just had to hold her, and the loss during the day made Song Weilan understand this man a little bit, eat soft or not hard, the more she resisted, the more domineering he was.

"Which do you mean?" Ji Ruxu propped up her head with her arms, and her lips were pressed to her ear, "The mark that belongs to the Ji family is still ...... Kiss marks. ”

Song Weilan's pupils contracted suddenly, it was the first time she had seen such a stinky and shameless person in her life.

"Song Weilan, I will give you relative freedom, supreme power, and ask for only one, stay by my side." Ji Ruxu's voice is very good, low and charming, magnetic, and has an indescribable attraction.

However, Song Weilan is not a nymphomaniac, let alone voice control, she knows very well what she wants in this life, if she wants to be happy, she has to get rid of this man.

Song Weilan fell asleep in a daze, there was the sound of waves crashing on the reef in her dream, someone on the cruise ship was waving at her, she wanted to catch up with the ship, and suddenly the huge waves set off by the cold and biting sea water suddenly submerged her......

There was a crispy and numb touch on her face, as if something furry was rubbing against her face, Song Weilan opened her eyes, and a white Dutch pig was lying on top of her, her pink eyes were clear and sultry.

Ji Ruxu is gone, and there is an extra Dutch pig on the bed? What is this operation?

The mobile phone on the bedside table sounded a short prompt sound, Song Weilan took it and glanced at it, and the screen showed a message from my husband on WeChat.

Here it is again, it is really ghostly, Song Weilan held her forehead and clicked on WeChat, she almost forgot that she had deleted him a few times, but every time he quietly reappeared in her WeChat friends.

Ji Ruxu: It's called White Rose, take care of it, and if you die, you owe me your life.