The man heard a hint of coldness in his words.

In an instant, the heat cooled down.

It was as if the desire to explode just now was splashed with a basin of extremely cold ice water in an instant.

Bo Qiyan raised her face from the socket of her neck, and her handsome face was extremely cold.

staring at the woman's cold brown eyes, his jaw tightened.

This posture lasted for a long time, and after a while, he said coldly, "No matter how ridiculous you were before, in the future, you will be my woman." ”

With that, he got up from her and picked her up by the waist.

"Oh, it's not a big deal to be a woman, it's not like being bullied to the point of swallowing your anger."

She smiled and spoke, but in her heart she thought of the anther's unspoken words.

What happened to him and the Tang family for her?

The little woman's words, seeing the man's footsteps pause, he looked down at her, "Very aggrieved?" ”

"Well, grievances." She looked up and smiled.

"Okay." The collar of the man's white shirt was torn open, revealing his solid chest, and after speaking lightly, he pushed the door open.

Yezi blinked, his gaze fell on his bare chest, stretched out slender fingers, and scratched wickedly.

The fire that the man descended was quickly struck by her fingertips.

The hand holding her waist, pinched the soft flesh on her waist, and strode into the elevator.

The elevator door closed, and a dark whirlpool swelled in his eyes, staring down at her fingers, and her little face with a smile on her face, "You really want me to you?" ”

The elevator door opened, and he strode over to the Maybach with her in his arms, the door opening and pressing her to the seat.

The man's knuckled fingers pressed the button, and the seat under the woman fell, and he pressed it up.

At night, he had a hot little face, a slight mockery in his eyes, and smiled heartlessly, "Bo Gongzi, am I soft?" ”

The man felt her delicate body, and his solid chest was even more fierce against her, from top to bottom, without gaps.

"Soft."

The corners of her lips hooked, "Kiss me." ”

The delicate and beautiful maiden looked at him like a queen and gave the order.

Bo Yanyan's eyes shrank for a moment, and he kissed it like a storm in an instant.

The sound of heavy breathing resounded in the car, and she hugged the man's neck and responded to the man's kiss, but her eyes were always open, and the indifference in her brown eyes was piercing.

In the heat of the heat, he suddenly stopped, and despite the pain that was about to explode, he let go of her and sat up.

The man's weight suddenly lightened, and she squinted to see him open the window and light a cigarette.

Lying on the seat, the man had his back to her, and she couldn't see his face clearly.

She sat up with a hot face, pressed the button, and the passenger seat slowly rose, adjusted a comfortable position, reached out to button her underwear, and pulled the hem down again.

He took out his vanity mirror and tidied it up, and turned his face to look at the frowning and pensive man in the driver's seat.

It is undeniable that his appearance, his figure, and the domineering aura unique to the superior exuded by him are not found in other men.

But this man is also cruel, cold, and emotionless.

Her eyelashes blinked, and she looked at him, thinking to herself, even if the roots of his ears were still red and his breath was still unstable, he would be able to suddenly wake up from his confusion.

She didn't believe that she wasn't feminine enough, and if he didn't dislike her for being 'not a virgin', then this man's self-control would be terrible.