Nangong Shaojue looked at her extremely wronged expression, as if something was plaguing his heart. Other than heartache, it was also heartache.

Who could accept what had happened just now, knowing that she had been wronged? However, when he thought of her dancing with a man and being carried by another man, he couldn't help but feel infuriated.

He must find out who framed her and tear her to shreds!

He placed one hand on the back of her head and the other on her smooth back. He leaned her head against his shoulder gently and placed his large palm on her head. It's fine now! "

Su Weiyi raised his hand, and with a small fist in his hand, he punched him on the chest. What right do you have to shout at me? " As he spoke, tears fell uncontrollably.

"Good!" Good! Good! "I, Scoundrel …"

Suddenly, his small hand was wrapped around her palm. He looked up and met Nangong Shaojue's gentle and lovable gaze with his eyes, "Not yet!"

Su Weiyi's face was filled with tears as he snorted, and was about to retract his hand, but how could Nangong Shaojue let her go?

"Let me go!" He looked very unhappy.

Nangong Shaojue, on the other hand, looked at her with a deeper and deeper gaze. Just as she was struggling, the dress that covered her chest started to slip down to her waist.

His white body was shown in front of him.

Su Du felt something wasn't right. He lowered his gaze and instantly felt a wave of awkwardness. "Ah! Large... "Ugh!" Before she could say anything, her mouth was sealed and her teeth were pried open.

Su Weiyi subconsciously struggled, but in the end, he still softened in his gentleness. His two hands tightly held onto his neck, and tightly kissed him, feeling that beautiful feeling he gave his.

The group of gifts that slid down to her waist was easily ripped apart by Nangong Shaojue.

An ambiguous factor instantly filled the air.

It was unknown when Su Weiyi had already sat on his body, but just when Su Weiyi was about to lose all reason, he suddenly seemed to have thought of something and pushed at Nangong Shaojue, "No … Don't... Not Here... Yes... "There's someone …" His voice became hoarse, and he was no longer able to speak clearly. His voice was filled with an indescribable temptation.

Nangong Shaojue hugged the smooth and smooth back of her body as he caressed his skin tenderly. Hearing her extremely hoarse words, Nangong Shaojue slowly released her and pressed his fingers onto something he didn't know what was wrong. The car slowly stopped, and in the next second, the sound of the door closing could be heard.

The two bodyguards got off the car and looked at each other embarrassedly, then ran far away. There were times when Young Master was so desperate that he didn't care about food? In fact, just when Su Weiyi was enjoying the feeling Nangong Shaojue gave her, and the sounds he made unconsciously, they suddenly understood something.

"Unique! Do you feel it? "

Su Weiyi's pupils shook violently. His hands pressed against his chest, looking at him, his eardrums instantly felt as if they had been baptized. He had never felt that his name was so pleasant to hear, but what made her panic was the feeling underneath her body.

Coming back to his senses, he mumbled, "No! I'm so tired! "

Nangong Shaojue looked at her, raised a hand, and caressed her soft and beautiful cheeks with his slender fingers. He gave her a kiss at the corner of her lips, and said with a low and hoarse voice: "Very soon! I will be gentler! "

Listening to his intoxicating voice, Su Weiyi, with a dazed look in his eyes, was completely intoxicated, as if she had been enticed by him.