Chapter 65

This fierce attack really came too fast and too suddenly.

When the cold quickly back, but failed to retreat, because the back of the bed blocked the way.

So song Qinghuan fell on Shi Yuhan's body, and then he fell on the big bed with him.

When Yuhan looks at Song Qinghuan who is in a panic, his face is still calm and cold, and his eyes emit a strange light.

He motioned to song Qinghuan for an ambiguous gesture and asked, "do you still say that you don't tempt me?"

Song Qinghuan's face is red, just like a tomato.

She became angry. She bent her legs to protect herself from the cold. She held out her hands and squeezed his neck: "who is going to lure you? What are you? Tell you, sister, I wish you were as far away as possible. Besides, I'll lure you to see if I don't strangle you!"

When Yuhan looks at Song Qinghuan with a fierce face, he is shocked slightly and forgets to resist in a moment.

Until there was a pain in his throat, he stretched out his hand, took song Qinghuan's wrist and gave a cold warning: "don't be presumptuous!"

"I'm going to be presumptuous. What's the matter with you? Bite me Song Qinghuan eyes wide open, staring at him angry way.

When the cold eyes, shoot out two blazing light, "you a woman home, even riding on a man?"? Do you know about shyness? "

Song Qinghuan angrily pressed down his body, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know how shy I am. Besides, I ride on my husband. What's so shy about me?"

Said, pinching the cold when the neck, and then half up the body to the cold when heavily sitting on the body.

In the space where she got up, she suddenly straightened up when her stomach closed suddenly.

When song Qinghuan sits down, he looks at Junyan who is suddenly approaching and is shocked.

Subconsciously, she let go of her hand, pushed it out with her hands, and fell back: "ah!"

When the cold arm, from behind to embrace song Qinghuan's back, and then forward a pressure, forcing the two forehead against each other, nose contact, breath fusion.

"No one taught you a little, etiquette and shame?" He asked her softly, but his voice was like crossing the ice.

"Go to your etiquette shame, if you know etiquette shame, you won't come to my bedroom," Song Qinghuan put his hands on his shoulders and tried to distance them.

But after pushing for a long time, there was no distance.

Song Qinghuan was so angry that she twisted her delicate nose, "let me go!"

When the cold evil cold smile, side low head in her ear gently way: "it seems that I have to let you wish to go!"

With that, he put her ear in his slightly opened lip and ground it with his teeth.