Wang Yan snorted coldly in her heart, knowing that he was going to act again, but she pretended not to know on her face, and asked ignorantly, "What do you want to do?" ”

Long Chi reached out and rubbed her hair.

I probably thought that her black silk was too soft and comfortable to touch, and I touched it again and again.

Finally, her brow furrowed, her fingers penetrated into her hair, and her big palm clasped the back of her head, grabbed her scalp, and pulled her head back hard.

Wang Yan inhaled in pain.

Long Chi didn't care, his eyes fell on her thin white neck, looking at the marks on it that he had bitten yesterday.

After a night, the marks were a little blue.

But the tooth marks are very conspicuous.

He said, "Tie your hair up." ”

Wang Yan didn't want to say a word in pain, her hands were weakly pressed against his chest, her long eyelashes were drizzling, like banana leaves in the rain, and her thin waist was hugged by Long Chi.

The two were close to each other, and they looked extremely intimate.

But no one knew that at this moment, at this sofa, the smoke of the beacon fire was gradually growing.

Wang Yan is not a soft persimmon, not to rescue Teng Yimin, how could she endure the toying of this unscrupulous young marshal!

If she could, she would have shot him with one shot.

In the face of such a bad man, no matter how good-tempered a person is, he will be angry, let alone Wang Yan!

Weakly, but firmly, she said, "No." ”

Long Chi raised his eyebrows and pinched her chin with a sneer, "What? I've just told you, what I'm going to do here, and you want to taste cigarette butts, huh? ”

Every word is extremely dangerous and murderous.

He's not kidding.

Wang Yan could see from his cold look that if she dared to resist again, then he would really burn her with a cigarette again.

And most likely, it will be much more ruthless than the last time.

Wang Yan glared at him with red eyes, but she didn't dare to say another angry word.

Long Chi asked, "Is there a rubber band?" ”

Wang Yan shook her head, "No." ”

Long Chi shouted, "Yin Xiaowen! ”

Yin Xiaowen immediately jumped over from the dance hall at the other end, "Young marshal! ”

Long Chi said, "Bring a rubber band." ”

Yin Xiaowen laughed, jumped to his room, took a black thick leather band, ran to the sofa area of the large living room, and handed the rubber band to Long Chi.

Long Chi took it and started to tie Wang Yan's hair.

Yin Xiaowen glanced at it, laughed secretly, and immediately ran away.

Long Chi has never tied a woman's hair, Wang Yan's hair is very long, it has not been permed, it has not been dyed, it is pure black, straight, and it is different from those fashionable women in the current era, so it is extremely difficult to tie her hair.

Long Chi was impatient, and the rubber band fell into Wang Yan's face, and said depressedly, "Tie it yourself!" ”

Wang Yan rolled her eyes silently, thinking, did I let you pierce? Self-inflicted!

She picked up the black leather band that had fallen from her face on the leather sofa, and tied her hair slowly.

When she tied her hair, Long Chi looked at her with slanted phoenix eyes.

When he first saw her yesterday, her face shocked his soul, and Long Chi had to admit that this was the most white and flawless, delicate and beautiful girl he had ever seen.

She was only eighteen years old, Long Chi thought, too tender.

But thinking so, seeing her fair side face as close as a marshmallow, he rolled his throat, hung his head like lightning, and kissed it.

After kissing, he wanted to withdraw, but when he heard the sound of cars, voices, and bustling voices congesting in the direction of the villa, he stopped again.

His hand pressed her waist, pressed it into his arms, and buried his head completely.

Long Chi kissed Wang Yan's face, kissed her chin, and kissed her neck.

The man's breath mixed with the smell of fragrant tobacco filled the entire nasal cavity, and Wang Yan struggled uncomfortably.

Long Chi said coldly in a low voice, "Don't move." ”