Chapter 322

Sun Zhen really wants to run. It's too late.

Long arm to the wall behind her, she was firmly encircled under him.

Sun Zhenzhen is very thin. Suddenly, he hit the wall like this, and his back hurt.

She frowned and glared at the man in front of her. "Let me go!"

Yang Yilin's stinking habit of conquering women was made. He gasped heavily in sun Zhenzhen's ear and reached out to touch her handsome and beautiful face.

Looking at her at such a close distance, Yang Yilin found that her facial features were pretty. If she kept her short hair for growth, it would be more beautiful.

"Don't touch me!"

Just after daydreaming for a few seconds, the hand touching her face was beaten down.

"Hey!" Yang Yilin was not angry at all. He gave a cheap smile, and the sultry heat was vomited to sun Zhenzhen's swan neck and the position behind it, causing a shudder all over his body.

Yang Yilin's peach blossom eyes can observe all the small and insignificant actions.

So, when sun Zhenzhen's shoulders quivered a few times, the smile on his lips deepened.

"Do you know how cute you look when you're angry?"

The low tone of voice, coupled with his masterful strategy, gently spits out to sun Zhenzhen's ear, and sun Zhenzhen's shoulder quivers even more.

She, who has never been in love, is completely confused at this moment.

She should have pushed him away, but somehow she forgot.

So that later, when he kissed her with a soothing and lingering kiss, she only knew to stare her eyes wide and even forgot to resist.

What makes her more confused is that someone even kisses deeply, and is particularly obsessed with it, just like being isolated from this space.

Sun Zhenzhen can't breathe when he is kissed. His red eyes are falling out.

Panic, anger, or whatever.

"Oh ~"

she thought of struggling. She put her hands on his chest and tried to push him away.

I don't know how. In normal times, the strength is as strong as a cow, but now the soft one is like cotton.

The shins that cling to the wall are so weak that they want to slide down several times.

I don't know when a flexible hand slipped onto her waist. When she was about to slide down, I lifted her up and continued to taste it carefully... I don't know how long it took. Just when sun Zhenzhen thought it was going to die, Yang Yilin finally released her.

A pair of blindfolded lustful eyes stared at her vaguely, and the hands that fell on her waist still didn't mean to leave.

"Pa!" A crisp slap in the face.

The cheek is askew to one side, and the five finger prints are clearly visible.

Sun Zhenzhen used all his strength to fight back all the humiliation he had suffered.

For a time, the world was silent.

One is angry, the other is keeping the posture of leaning face.

In sun Zhenzhen's heart, I don't know if it's a good time, Junrong slowly turned around, looked at her seriously, and said sincerely, "I'm sorry."

Accustomed to his careless manner, sun Zhenzhen was stunned by his sorry.

Staring at him for a long time did not respond.

"Just now, I couldn't help it, so... I'm really sorry!"

Sun Zhenzhen's brain is still muddled. His brain is in general lack of oxygen.

I watched him bend 90 degrees towards her, watched him say sorry again, watched him return the key to her hand, and then turned back to the house opposite the door.

When the door closed, sun Zhenzhen woke up like a dream.

Blink, hard to rely on a!