Song Yichen's tone was flat and his demeanor was calm.

The words are full of threats.

The calm before the storm is terrifying.

Joan is now a broken jar and doesn't care at all: "What can you do with me?" ”

In the past, Qiao An was obedient to Song Yichen.

As long as he wants, she will send it to him in a different way.

Even if he hated her, she smiled at him all day long, as if she never knew how tired she was.

JoAnn today is an anomaly.

Not only was he not half of his usual well-behaved and supple, but he was also covered with thorns, which had to pierce him with blood.

She's different.

This realization made Song Yichen apprehensive, he didn't know whether such a change was good or bad, he only knew ......

Qiao An's eyebrows were full of smiles at the man named Gu Mengyan just now.

A sense of loss rushed up and pressed against his chest, leaving him breathless.

The man was tall, and Joan stood there without his chin, and the man bent his neck and looked at hers.

"What can I do with you?"

As he spoke, his fingertips pinched her chin and forced her to make eye contact with himself.

Suddenly chuckled: "Hehe......"

Thin lips lightly opened: "For disobedient women, I like to kiss until she is obedient." ”

Before Joan could react, the man's lips pressed against hers.

Four lips pressed together.

Before Joan made a refusal move, she attacked the city and plundered the land, suppressing all the words she had to say.

This kiss was very wild, with domineering and publicity, which made the little flame of anger in Qiao An's head extinguish cleanly.

When Joan realized that the two of them shouldn't be like this, and that she should be about to push him away, he grabbed both hands and pressed them against his thin waist.

In the eyes of outsiders, she was hugging Song Yichen and kissing.

Passion, feelings like glue.

No!

How could she sink into this kiss!

"Hmm......"

Joan wanted to curse, but the tip of her tongue was hooked by him, and the sound she uttered became all monosyllables.

Listening to Song Yichen's ears is the best invitation.

I couldn't help but kiss deeper.

This kiss has slowly turned from resistance to enjoyment.

She even forgot to push him away, and softened into a puddle of water, if it wasn't for Song Yichen supporting her, I was afraid that she would have fallen.

Look, she's so useless, a kiss can make her unable to extricate herself.

In fact, the moment he saw him, Qiao Anxin faintly surged with joy.

Does the fact that he can chase him here mean: he cares about her?

There was something called joy that slowly rose in her heart and blossomed into a small flower.

Sensing her distraction, Song Yichen clasped the back of her head and kissed her deeply.

The kiss was punitive and extraordinarily long.

He didn't let go of her until he couldn't breathe.

At this time, Qiao An's cheeks were crimson, her eyes were confused, and her body was paralyzed in his arms.

The lip flap is high and swollen, and it looks like it has just been loved by a man.

"Joan, don't challenge my patience!"

"Come back with me!"

After a kiss, the anger disappeared without a trace.

He even had some nostalgia for the high swollen lips, wanting to hug her again.

Joan gulped in the fresh air, her chest heaving violently.

The little joy that had arisen in my heart immediately sank.

Originally......

He only came to take her back, not because he cared.

Disappointment is like a boundless sea that drowns out that little bit of illusion.

Raising his eyes to look at him, his eyes were clear: "I'm not going back!" ”