Chapter 21

The soft little body poured into a chest that stained the perfume of a woman's perfume and rubbed over the man's heart. Joe Mu was unconscious and frowned.

Pulling her man, accompanied by a sweet fragrance floating across the nose, his drooping eyes, saw Qiao Mu late's small body fit on his heart.

All of a sudden, the feeling of a feather sliding across the heart of new year's Eve makes his protruding Adam's apple slide up and down subconsciously.

Even under his baggy shirt, the breath of women's red lips fell on his Chi loo skin like silk thread.

Fit last year's Nan Chen's chest like a brand iron, Qiao Mu's heart trembles at the same time, he is also choked by the smell of the woman's fat powder.

forbore the smell of perfume, and she struggled instinctively.

Just when she wanted to get up and break away, Nian Nanchen pressed her shoulder.

"Well..."

With Qiao Mu's late cry, Nian Nanchen seems to relive the feeling just now, and put her Yingrun body close to her.

See year south Chen didn't let go of her meaning, Qiao Mu late is flustered fierce.

"Let go of me!"

Thin eyebrows between the rise of stubborn small emotions, like that, stiff but with a bit of shy taste.

He never had a good look at his nominal "wife", but he was attracted by her thin but plump body.

Drooping his eyes, he took a curious look at his wife.

The moment that the eye light falls, the pupil can't help but get a Zheng, since then, can't move again.

On the small face under the palm of the hand, the elegant reflection gives people a kind of facial features that are not very amazing, but very durable and clean. This white skin, smeared with a layer of light make-up, in the fiery red skirt set off, let Qiao Mu late's skin, delicate and tender, as if falling a layer of snow.

I don't know whether he is used to seeing a woman with make-up or not. He suddenly feels that this woman seems to have a unique and unique beauty.

And this kind of beauty, not thrilling, but hard to ignore.

Seeing that the hand pressed on his shoulder didn't mean to let go of himself, Qiao Mu Wan frowned and repeated: "niannanchen, let go of me!"

Not in the normal state of mind, because Qiao Mu late words, suddenly back.

Some of the stagnant pupil, subconsciously tightening for a while, Nian Nanchen hook lips, ruffian said: "just clearly is your own initiative to throw in arms, but now put a pair of I take you how much advantage! Joe, do you like playing hard to get so much? "

"You..."

Pink face, can't help reddening, she really didn't think that Nian Nanchen was such a dandy, just clearly he was holding himself, but in the end, like she seduced him, he spoke insulting words as much as possible.

"Niannanchen, you are the one who is hard to get!"

Fed up with this man's arrogance, no matter how bad she was, she would not share her sister's man.

Pushing her little hand, she struggled in a panic, but she didn't want to. Instead of breaking away, her petite body was surrounded by the strong masculinity.