Chapter 43: "Wen Ran, Do You Think You Can Run?"
Wen Ran really didn't understand what was wrong with what he said.
Why did the man kiss all of a sudden.
She wanted to push him away, but she thought of the man's obedient nature.
She couldn't help but show a little dissatisfaction, but quickly suppressed it.
The man's eyes were as excited as a beast biting its prey, and Wen Ran, who saw it, quickly woke up from his thoughts.
"Why are you still dying? Who are you thinking about? ”
Wen Ran shook his head quickly, and at the moment when the man let go, he slid down against the door and got out under his arm holding the door.
Zhou Qixiao didn't catch her, he leaned lazily against the door reflexively, raising his eyebrows to look at the person who looked like a little loach.
The little girl stood not far away with the light on her back, her graceful figure outlined by the hazy golden light.
It seems to add a layer of hazy golden tulle to the simple and elegant fine brushwork, and the temptation to talk is still resting.
She was raising her hand to rub her already red lips, her thick eyelashes half-drooping, trying to hide the little grief in her eyes.
However, her eyes were too big, and she still revealed the dissatisfaction in her heart.
Pretending to be obedient is quite skillful, but the mind is not deep and sophisticated enough.
Thinking of this, Zhou Qixiao straightened his waist, propped up his upper body, and walked to the sofa.
After sitting down lazily, he stretched out his arms on the back of the sofa chair, bent his index and middle fingers slightly, and hooked Wen Ran twice.
Wen Ran naturally didn't forget what the man just said about the massage, and quickly moved over in small steps, and without waiting for the man to speak, he obediently squatted beside him and beat his thigh with a courteous look.
Zhou Qixiao chuckled, this is a preemptive strike!
For fear that he would tell her to press something strange, he took the initiative to beat his legs.
The little girl seemed to sense his smiling expression, and half-tilted her head and smiled at him.
It should be that I am not as afraid of him as I was when I first met, and my smile is more and more natural.
Although Wen Ran has a slender figure, this face is very small except for the eyes, and it is the kind of beauty that is bright but not very aggressive.
It can even be said to be a kind of sweetness, which makes people want to laugh and pet her and coax her.
This type of girl has a fatal attraction to people like them who have lived in filth since birth.
It's no wonder that Chi Na and Sheng Qing are extremely tolerant of her, even he ......
Thinking of this, Zhou Qixiao stretched out his fingers to hook a strand of her hair, and the black hair was wrapped around his slender fingertips.
Silky and supple, with a delicate feeling that wraps around the fingers.
"Baby, you don't have a good time?"
Wen Ran smiled awkwardly when she heard this.
I couldn't help but complain in my heart: Who made you grow a body of tendon meat!
Frightened and frightened, she didn't slow down, and her body was soft.
At this time, I have used all my strength to breastfeed, and I haven't pressed it!!
Wen Ran hung her head, a little aggrieved.
"You, you relax, I'll be able to press it......"
Wen Ran gently pressed the man's thigh with his fingers.
The muscles were tense, and I didn't know if I was deliberately trying to embarrass her.
She couldn't press it anymore!
Zhou Qixiao laughed sullenly, suddenly leaned over, pinched Wen Ran's chin with his hand, and turned that little face towards him.
"Are you taking advantage of me?" The two snorted and snorted, and the man pressed his head to her cheek, "Huh? ”
Wen Ran was so frightened that he hurriedly withdrew his hand, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably.
The moment her ass was about to hit the ground, her waist was scooped up by that big hand, and she pounced on the man.
The man's arm strength was amazing, and he wrapped her around her and lifted it up vigorously.
She felt her body light, and when she fell down again, the man knelt in his arms.
She instantly felt scared, and her attitude became cautious, "I really know how to massage, or I'll press your shoulder." ”
Feeling the man's hand pinched at his waist, Wen Ran flattened his mouth and forced himself to cry.
"Really ......"
Tut? What did he do, he looked like he was going to cry.
Didn't you know when you followed him into the car that she belonged to him?
Zhou Qixiao suddenly buried his head in Wen Ran's neck socket.
The soft body in his arms suddenly trembled uncontrollably.
The little girl's back was stiff, and she was obviously scared to death, but she was still fighting for it, and she was smart and vivid.
Wen Ran whispered and coaxed him tentatively: "Why don't I give you a massage first...... You've tried it, you'll love it. ”
"Afraid of me?"
The little head shook slightly.
The man laughed again, his voice pleasant, his throbbing ribcage close to the delicate skin.
"Not afraid of me?"
Wen Ran: ?
She couldn't figure out whether the man wanted her to be afraid of him or not.
I could only shake my head again.
The man laughed again.
"If the rattle is reincarnated, will it shake its head?" After speaking, he didn't tie Wen Ran, leaned back, his posture was wanton, but it implied coercion.
His voice was smiling, but a little cool: "Wen Ran, I want you, do you think you can run?" ”