Qin Chai'er's head was tightly clasped in his arms, and his little face was close to the white cotton cedar on his body, and he could smell his familiar and good smell.

She couldn't break free, turned her head to look at his arm, opened her mouth and bit down.

Fang Zhongkai took a painful breath and looked down at her. Before, her head was only up to her chin, because she was wearing high heels that were just at the tip of her nose.

Kissing the slightest fragrance of her nose, Fang Zhongkai's head was hot, and he clasped his thin waist and pressed it to himself.

Qin Chai'er looked up at him in fright, her apricot eyes were round, and her pink red lips were not raised. This is undoubtedly the greatest temptation,

Fang Zhongkai had no scruples, leaned over and kissed him.

All these years of his heart and mind have been injected into this momentary touch, and he is like a fish in the dry river that suddenly gets water, coming to life, and his body and mind are warm.

He turned around Qin Chai'er and pushed her against the corner, devouring her sweet breath hotly, all the pain and longing merged into the entanglement of his lips and tongue.

Qin Chai'er couldn't push away, couldn't hide, full of anger and grievances, she raised the tip heel of her right foot towards Fang Zhongkai's upper, and stepped on it fiercely.

He hurt but didn't let go, didn't let go, and he wouldn't let go of her easily even if he was cut by a thousand knives in the future.

Paipu City was full of traffic at the beginning of the lanterns, and the dim street lights were evenly sprinkled to the cramped corner, and he hugged her figure and was stretched.

"Chase..."

It was like a cry after a century, and the deep voice spread with boundless love and lost satisfaction.

He wrapped her in his arms with his big hands, feeling her softness, her body temperature, her breath, and her perfect curved body.

Qin Chai'er remained motionless at his mercy, and after retreating from the anger on his face, all that was left was a cold face.

She wanted to ask him out loud, asking him why he had disappeared without a trace over the years, and why he had come to provoke her even after he had a family, did she think she was still pitiful?

"Have you had enough? Hold on to enough trouble and let go, I'm going back. ”

The cold tone was like a basin of ice water, which instantly extinguished Fang Zhongkai's heat, he grabbed her arm and slowly pulled it away, and when he lowered his head, he still had that full expression.

"Still angry, I admit I'm late, I can explain."

"No, even if you explain it clearly, it won't change anything." Pushing Fang Zhongkai away, she went over and picked up the bicycle.

He was still stunned, what does this mean if it can't change? Is it because he is 'married'?

The little daughter-in-law is jealous, and her emotions are also big.

"How sour is the air in this row."

Qin Chai'er didn't care, stepped on the car and rode away, Fang Zhongkai followed behind, he ran as fast as she rode.

As long as he chases her, he will always have strength.

The two of them went up to the sixth floor at the same time, and while Qin Chai'er took out the key to open the door, he tore down the certificate posted at the door and showed her: "Look at it, what is this." ”

Qin Chai'er was so upset that she almost opened her mouth to scold, looked at the piece of paper handed in front of her, didn't look at it, grabbed it and crumpled it and threw it away.

"You, you take a look, that's my single certificate, I'm not married, I was before..."

Bang, the door shut.

Fang Zhongkai walked back and forth at the door in annoyance, eager to slap his ears.

He cheekily knocked on the door again: "Comrade Qin, you open the door, I'll borrow some needle and thread." ”

There are no nails, so there should be needles and threads.