The dark eyes looked at her moving appearance tightly, the corners of his lips raised, and another kiss was imprinted on her forehead, and then he quietly took her in his arms.

Meng Yi'er's face was pressed against the man's hard chest, and the scorching heat from his chest made the crimson on her face even worse.

The huge bedroom was extremely quiet again, and only the sound of a violent heartbeat could be heard from someone else.

The distance between her and him is finally one step closer!

Yan Yichen felt the incomparably real soft warmth in his arms, and his cold heart gradually disintegrated, filled with warmth and happiness.

The sound of "grunting" suddenly sounded out at an inopportune time, and Meng Yier quietly buried her head deeper.

I was silently praying in my heart not to be heard by him.

Yan Yichen had already laughed, and his hoarse and sexy voice had slowly spread in his ears.

"Hungry?"

"Hmm." Meng Yier replied shyly.

Yan Yichen slowly raised her chin, a gentle smile hung on the corner of her mouth, her eyebrows raised slightly, and her ink-like eyes stared at her delicate red lips.

"Looks like I didn't feed you just now......"

As soon as the words fell, Cen Bo's lips were about to kiss him.

"Rogue ......"

Meng Yi'er was angry for a while, blushing and panicked to avoid the kiss he fell.

Why is this man so unserious?

She was just willing to accept him, why did he start to move?

This doesn't seem to be the right way to open.

The smile on the corner of Yan Yichen's lips deepened a little, and he was about to pounce on him with his teeth and claws.

"Then let you taste the power of the hooligans."

"Don't...... Yan Yichen...... Stop it. ”

The man's hand landed on her armpit and waist, and Meng Yi'er laughed and screamed, dodging his seemingly ubiquitous hand.

"Do you dare to call me a hooligan again?"

Looking at the little woman who was smiling and trembling, Yan Yichen opened his mouth with satisfaction, and his low and sexy voice carried rare pleasure.

The stinky man actually tickled her!

She was most afraid that others would tickle her.

Forget it, good women don't fight men.

Meng Yi'er almost laughed, tears filled her eyes, clutching her stomach and begging for mercy.

"Don't you dare...... Don't dare, Yan Yichen ...... You spare me. ”

Satisfied, the man took her back into his arms and pecked her twice more on the lips.

It wasn't until the woman in his arms calmed down that Yan Yichen picked her up and walked downstairs.

was suddenly picked up by him, and Meng Yier subconsciously climbed on his shoulder.

"What are you going to do?"

Yan Yichen's dark eyes looked at her gently, and said softly:

"Satisfy you...... Dine. ”

The man placed her on a chair at the kitchen bar, pecked her ravaged red and swollen lips, and whispered in a deep, sexy voice.

"Wait for me ...... a moment"

His warm breath blew on her sensitive neck, causing Meng Yi'er to blush and heartbeat.

Oh my God, this man, will she die if you don't tease her?

If this continues, sooner or later she will have a heart attack.

Yan Yichen had already put on his apron, took some ingredients from the refrigerator, and got busy calmly and elegantly.

She never thought that a man could even cook so handsomely.

Even more handsome than usual!

Sure enough, a man who can cook is the perfect man.

Meng Yier looked at the man who was cooking for her stupidly, her face was full of happiness, and her heart was beating violently.

Is this what it feels like to be excited?

Is this what it's like to be in love?

It seems like...... It's really good.