Her tone was determined, even with a hint of sarcasm.

Ming Yihan's handsome face, black clouds: "Who did your heart give, Zhuo Yuanhang?"

An angry and low roar sprayed Xia Xiruo's pale face like a fire. The big broad hand grabbed her chin, and the thin lips had reached the tip of her upturned nose.

Xi Ruo just wanted to speak, but heard a slight movement of "Ge, Ge ......".

It was he who was close to her face, and he gritted his teeth so badly that it was as if he would eat her nose uncontrollably if he was provoked any more.

She finally pursed her lips and looked at him silently, not hiding the fear in her eyes.

This woman is quite acquainted!

His cold eyes condensed, and he was slightly angry: "Little woman, you will fall in love with me, in a month's time, I want your heart." ”

She couldn't hide from him, how could she fall in love with him? Where did this man get his confidence? It's ridiculous...... Xia Xiruo was thinking about it, when he suddenly felt a burst of heat hit him, and he actually kissed her chin.

"Ah......h

The thin and cool lips took the opportunity to bury themselves in her neck, constantly rubbing and kissing her delicate skin.

"Don't ...... Don't ......" struggled hard, anxiously trying to stop, however, began to panting.

His kiss was too different from his usual attitude towards her, too gentle, too charming, she tried hard to cool herself, but her body reacted to him without obeying.

"Xia Xiruo, now, I want your people first. ”

The magnetic voice, like a magic sound, hit her ears and upset her.

His thin lips were already close to her ears, and the tip of his warm tongue licked her jade-like earlobes.

Hanging her head, she slid over her snow-white lace bra and kissed her all the way down the snow-white skin of her abdomen, her lips finally stopping at the wound of her tattoo.

Gently lick and suck. Sucking, like a wounded fawn tending to its own wounds.

And his long fingers twisted lightly and slowly. Playing with her delicate skin.

It's the uncontrollable feeling of heat and dryness, and the emptiness is terrible, only the place he touches is cold...... She didn't want that feeling. This man, why should he be so gentle with her?

Gentle, once again made her feel a sense of being spoiled, and she was bound, and there was no room for her to escape.

Licking at her wounds, his right hand slid down her smooth thin leg, delicately untied the strip of cloth that bound her ankle, stripped off his clothes, lifted her right leg, forward, leaned over, and pressed against her.

"Hmm...... No...... Oh...... Nope!"

I tried hard to stop, but in my throat, I made discordant syllables.

The rattan chair let out a moan of pain to his gentle rhythm.

She didn't like it very much.

"Cold, huh...... Stop, stop! stop!"

What is this, sex. Abuse?

At this moment, disgust and resistance overcame the uncontrollable sense of emptiness, she frowned in disgust, and looked at Ming Yihan in disgust: "Ming Yihan, you sadist, big pervert, stop, ah, stop!"

"Perverted?" Ying Yihan's eyebrows trembled slightly, and she ripped off her lace bra as well: "Xia Xiruo, since you think so, today, I will let you know what a pervert is." ”

When he was close to her, his affection was always due to the change of her attitude, and he was in turmoil or fell into the abyss. I wanted to untie her, but her sudden cooling made him inexplicably annoyed.

The right hand hangs down, holding the gentle little cutie on her left without any warmth.