Zhou Qichuan squinted a pair of sexy Ruifeng eyes and licked his tooth sockets, "If you continue to pretend, then I'm not welcome." ”

As a result, Song Zhiyuan didn't react at all.

Zhou Qichuan lifted his lips and smiled, no longer merciless, and immediately kissed the two rippling red lips.

No, it's a bite.

Song Zhiyuan was originally half drunk and half awake, but the obvious pain from her lips made her still sleep.

Suddenly flicking her eyelids open, and at a glance she saw the magnified handsome face of the man who was close at hand, and she raised her hand to throw it down again.

It's just that this time it didn't work out.

Her hand was raised in mid-air, and she was restrained by Zhou Qichuan.

In the next second, before Song Zhiyuan could react at all, the person had already been carried by him.

She wanted to struggle, but one of Zhou Qichuan's legs had pressed her legs, and her two slender wrists were also controlled by one of his big palms.

Zhou Qichuan took the tie he had just thrown away, and with three strokes and five divisions of two, he tied Song Zhiyuan's arms to the back.

"Zhou Qichuan, you fucking bastard, what do you want to do!" Song Zhiyuan roared while struggling.

But in Zhou Qichuan's arms, she is like a fish on a bear's paw, and she can only be slaughtered by him.

"Why, the anger hasn't subsided yet?"

Completely controlling the person, Zhou Qichuan lifted the corners of his lips, lifted his eyelids and looked at the person in front of him with teeth and claws, and seemed to be in a good mood, "Or did I beat your little fresh meat, are you very unconvinced?" ”

Song Zhiyuan pulled his lips and sneered, "Zhou Qichuan, can you make a face?" ”

"Huh!" Zhou Qichuan smiled, clasped the back of Song Zhiyuan's head with his big palm, leaned over her, and his lips slid directly from her cheeks to the corners of his lips, "In front of you, why do you want a face, isn't it better than this face in other places?" Hmmm—"

"Stinky rascal!" Song Zhiyuan resisted the urge to roll his eyes and turned his face away.

Obviously, the two of them were arguing, but she couldn't control her heartbeat, I don't know if it was the effect of alcohol, she obviously felt that her face was hot.

Zhou Qichuan's narrow eyebrows raised slightly, and his lips slid all the way down Song Zhiyuan's beautiful neck line, "It is said that husband and wife are one, so it doesn't matter if you are a hooligan or not, anyway, I am your person." ”

Song Zhiyuan bit the corner of his lip, controlled himself not to tremble, took a deep breath and asked, "Zhou Qichuan, you'd better think about it, divorce me, marry Xu Nianhe, you still have a chance to overthrow Zhou Jingyu and control the entire Zhou family." ”

"Huh!" Zhou Qichuan smiled again, pinched Song Zhiyuan's chin with his long fingers, and turned her face to himself, "You love me so much, and you think about me so thoughtfully everywhere?" ”

Song Zhiyuan stared at him, "......"

"Okay, since you love me so much, then I'll think about it-" As he spoke, Zhou Qichuan's head pressed over and kissed her directly.

The movement in the back compartment was too loud, even through the baffle, the driver didn't even dare to breathe.

drove the car into the garage of Building 1 of Xiangmi Mansion, and the driver quickly and silently withdrew.

After another half an hour, the carriage quieted down.

When Zhou Qichuan walked into the living room from the garage with Song Zhiyuan in his arms, the housekeeper was waiting there.

"Second master, do you want to prepare something to eat?" The housekeeper lowered his head and asked very intimately.

After all, it was a manual job.

"Cook a few home-cooked dishes that my wife loves." After Zhou Qichuan finished speaking, he went directly into the elevator with the person in his arms and went up to the third floor.

Song Zhiyuan said that she lived on the third floor, the scenery was good, and when she woke up in the morning, the beautiful scenery of half of the Xiangmi Mansion was in front of her.

After entering the bedroom, Zhou Qichuan took the person to the bathroom again and put the person into the bathtub.

When the hot water overflowed her body, Song Zhiyuan, who was sleeping in a daze, let out a comfortable sigh, but in the next moment, she screamed and suddenly popped open her eyelids in fright.

"Zhou Qichuan, are you human?"

Seeing that the man's momentum had not diminished at all, Song Zhiyuan couldn't care about anything, and climbed out of the bathtub with all his might.

Zhou Qichuan lifted the corner of his lips and smiled, and fished the person back and trapped, "What is your husband who is not human?" Are you willing to mate with a male who is not human? ”

"You're not human, you're a well-dressed fowl-" "Hmm~"

Song Zhiyuan still wanted to scold, but her voice was blocked, and the person was supported, as if floating on the sea, she was helpless, and the huge waves came again and again, almost overturning her.

……