Chapter 3

"Well." The man nodded, glanced, and looked up at his little woman.

Two powder fists kept rubbing his eyes, as if to see him carefully.

The pale crimson face is as red as the Apple's, and the pink lips are plump, showing a kind of charm like the goblin.

Long hand a scoop, will be in arms faint silly woman shoulder.

"Who are you? Let go of me. I don't know you. " Ji Qianchen slaps him on the back. The restlessness of her body forces her to be more uneasy on his shoulder.

This hasn't escaped from this wolf's nest, and it's trapped in another tiger's mouth.

Ji Qianchen, you've been stabbing Mafeng for eight lifetimes. You're so unlucky.

The elevator door clinked shut.

There seemed to be a faint cry in her ear from outside the elevator.

"Ah, spare your life. Stop fighting."

"Ouch It hurts. I have no eyes. I don't know that this woman is Ling Shao's woman. I'm really damned. "

"Please, stop fighting."

……

As the elevator went down, she felt vaguely that someone was carrying her on her shoulder, and then she was shoved into the car. After a long time, she was carried out of the car and thrown into a big soft bed.

"Hot. I'm really hot. "

Ji Qianchen, who lost his mind completely, grabbed a pair of cold body with his hands in disorder, hoping to solve the burning taste in her body.

She lay in bed with her eyes closed and her mouth mumbling words that tickled people.

The delicate arm encircles the man's strong waist from behind and refuses to let go.

"I'm sorry to have asked for me."

Soft words are like beating notes, bewitching the soul of men.

Four years ago, she should have belonged to him completely, but fate played a joke on him, which made the love late for four years.

This time, he won't let go.

Never again.

The man turns around leisurely, reaches out the hand to hold her delicate and small chin, then stoops down, kisses that delicate pink lip.

"Well..." The cold and sweet taste of ice spread all over her body.

She unconsciously picked up her arms, hugged his cold neck, and tried to respond to his kiss.

This kiss is sometimes domineering and sometimes rude. It seems to be punishing and enjoying the beauty of this moment.

Kisses fall like raindrops. Ji Qianchen suddenly feels that her body is split like something. Her whole body is shaking with pain. Her whole body seems to be boating and swaying on the stormy sea, and it seems to be rolled back and forth by a big truck.

That feeling is painful and exciting.

"Ji Qianchen, you are my woman at last."

……

The next morning.

Sunlight through the interwoven clouds into the window, the room's elegant white curtain plated with a touch of Warm gold.

"Well..."

Ji Qianchen's small mouth wriggled slightly. His dry throat was smoking and his voice was a little hoarse. It seemed that it was caused by excessive shouting yesterday.

The little head with a splitting headache has been repeating the nightmare of last night. This night, she slept very restlessly.

The man on the side, picked up the hand around her waist, propped up with one hand and lay beside her.

He couldn't help but reach out to stretch her deep frown.

What has she gone through in the past few years?

Suddenly open, dazzling light into her eyes. Last night, the scene of men and women hanging wildly broke into her mind.

"Ah..." She covered her face and blew it up from the bed. Her whole body was sour and painful, and she was breathing cold air.