Seeing that her cherry lips were biting to death, he immediately bit down on her lips, Concubine Ye was in pain, her thin lips opened, and his tongue took advantage of the void to enter, frantically rolling together with her entanglement, like wind and thunder, domineering, and nowhere to hide.

"Hmm... Surname...... You let go of me. Concubine Ye's voice was constantly swallowed, but he didn't care about her tears at all, but instead sucked and kissed more and more frantically.

Concubine Ye raised her hand and kept patting his chest, but where could she resist in the already small space.

On the contrary, the more she struggled, the more restless his heart became.

For more than a year, she has been lukewarm to him, and he feels scared of the alienated and indifferent Ran Gui.

He wants to try to redeem it, he wants to cherish it, he wants to try to change everything back to the way it was.

But in fact, he should have understood a long time ago that as long as many things happen, they can't go back.

If she didn't care about his value at all, if she really had died to him, then what was the point of all his efforts!

Concubine Ye was in tears, pretending to be calm, and reached out to touch a car perfume in front of the car window.

A few fingers are getting closer and closer to the perfume bottle, getting closer and closer!

Finally, the perfume was held in her hand, and then Concubine Ye raised the perfume bottle in her hand, and used the tip of it to pierce the back of Song Yichen's neck!

But Su Mohan knew her too well, and he had already noticed her movements the moment she didn't react.

As the perfume bottle in her hand was about to fall, he suddenly looked up and squeezed her wrist tightly.

Concubine Ye gritted her teeth and wanted to break free, but the disparity between the strength of men and women was too great, even if she used all her strength, she couldn't fight for one of his hands at all, this terrible cognition made Concubine Ye's eyes red again.

Su Mo smiled coldly and snatched the perfume bottle from her hand and threw it directly to the soles of her feet.

Now, no matter how hard Concubine Ye tries, she can't reach the car perfume anymore.

Don't let her think about it, Su Mohan's big hand had already penetrated into Concubine Ye's clothes, and some rough fingers went up her smooth back, and where she passed, she trembled, and then resisted and struggled more and more intensely.

Concubine Ye tilted her head sideways to avoid his falling lips, but no matter where she hid, he would chase after her again, and the hot and crazy kiss made her almost suffocate, and made her clearly realize that the man in front of her was by no means a good type.

Su Mohan's big hand quickly climbed up to her back, and with two fingers, he easily unbuttoned her underwear, and then turned to swim in front of Concubine Ye.

A touch of horror flashed in Concubine Ye's eyes, but with a tearing sound, in the fierce struggle, most of the buttons on the front of the clothes were torn open, and half of the pale pink underwear was exposed, and the delicate lace embroidery on it was particularly three-dimensional.

Su Mohan's eyes were already red, and his thin lips moved down, kissing her neck and then landing on her chest.

Concubine Ye's whole body was full of despair, and while trying to push away his head that was close to her, she was in tears: "Woo... Let me go...... Song Yichen... No! Don't do that! ”

But the man on the body turned a deaf ear, but left a series of marks on her chest, and at the same time, a big hand had also begun to probe into Concubine Ye's pants, and the zippers and buttons of the jeans had also been unbuttoned by him, revealing a small bow.