Chapter 37.2

"If you want to leave me, dream." With that, Xin Zezhao forcefully pressed her cool lips on Liang Xiaoyu's delicate lips, and her hands quickly swam on her body, causing trouble.

Liang Xiaoyu was confused by the punitive and urgent plundering kiss, and felt that the temperature of her body was gradually warming up, as if there was a hot fire around her.

It was not until her delicate skin came into contact with the cool air that Liang Xiaoyu recovered a few threads of clarity. She quickly stopped: "Ze Zhao, this is the office..."

"So what."

"No, what if someone comes up."

How could the delicious food be let go, especially now Xin Zezhao is still holding a fire. So Xin Zezhao no longer gives Liang Xiaoyu a chance to speak, and directly blocks her words with actions.

After a series of ups and downs.

Xin Zezhao held his head in one hand and clasped his delicate waist in the other. The delicate touch and the strong fragrance in the air all stirred his mind.

After satiation, the peach blossom eyes, which narrowed slightly, quietly looked at Liang Xiaoyu's blushing face, which was close to him in his arms. Liang Xiaoyu couldn't help struggling to avoid it. He wanted to retract his head into the quilt to avoid Xin Zezhao's burning sight.

How can Xin Zezhao let Liang Xiaoyu be a turtle before the matter is settled. The hand that puts in waist moves up slowly, buckle cool small more than chin.

"If there's another time, you can't expect to get out of bed." Xin Zezhao's face was serious. At the same time, he was like a warning. He turned around and covered Liang Xiaoyu's body again.

Liang Xiaoyu quickly pushed his hard and strong chest, "don't..." It's ridiculous enough to make a fool of herself just now. If she comes back again, she really doesn't have to go out to see people, and she doesn't want to get along with Xin's family.

"Did you hear me clearly?" Xin Zezhao does not move, his eyes are serious and persistent, staring at Leng Xiaoyu.

Liang Xiaoyu nodded busily, "there will never be another time."

"A Shao brocade, you counseled." Xin Zezhao cast a look at Liang Xiaoyu with slight disdain, and then said: "you were not afraid of heaven and earth at the beginning. What was your momentum like that of an undead Xiaoqiang? Or do you think I'm easy to bully? Well

Cool small Yu smell speech, forehead green tendon a jump, the corner of the mouth smoked: "which is not afraid of death dare to bully you."

"Hum." Xin Ze Zhao cold hum a, slowly from cool small Yu body down, "at night over my home to sleep."

When Xin Zezhao was together, Liang Xiaoyu felt that the pressure of his chest had disappeared, and his whole breath was smooth. He was just about to stretch out comfortably. As soon as he heard Xin Zezhao's words, he stopped abruptly.

"No." Seeing that Xin Zezhao's mood has been calmed, Liang Xiaoyu's courage has gradually grown up, and he refuses without thinking about it.

"Let's finish here." When Xin Zezhao heard her refusal, he was not angry. On the contrary, he was holding a bad smile, and his eyes were shining like a wolf.

Liang Xiaoyu was so scared that he quickly took the quilt to cover himself. His tone was soft and he also brought some pleadings: "don't make any noise..."

"Who's making trouble with you?" Xin Zezhao's eyes were dark, and her hand with clear bones patted Liang Xiaoyu's long, clean and white thigh, "I just want to let everyone know that you are my Xin Zezhao's woman."

A burst of shame and joy once again climbed onto Liang Xiaoyu's face, making it more tender after being moistened, and exuding the charm of exclusive women, adding a few amorous feelings.

In the cool air, I felt restless again.

Liang Xiaoyu soft voice, with a sense of shame weakly said: "can you change the way?"

Looking at Liang Xiaoyu, who is ashamed of himself, Xin Zezhao is satisfied. He can't help but thin lips, and his eyes are shining happily.

In the elegant box.

The man in a plain suit sits quietly in his seat, gently holding the goblet with red liquid in front of him in one hand, shaking slightly, and rippling in the goblet in an instant, just like his slightly restless heart lake at this time.

After a while, there was a little noise outside the box, which made him look bright. He excitedly put down the cup in his hand, habitually pushed the gold glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then nervously wiped the moustache hanging below.