Chapter 334： From now on my life is yours

Her departure told him that there are some things that must be firmly grasped in the palm of his hand.

That really belongs to him.

"Even if I don't want to?"

The man raised his eyes and scanned her: "You don't want to give me a chance, I can only use this method."

Shen Jikong’s slightly lighter eyes looked as beautiful as glazed beads under the light. His voice was very gentle. At this moment it even sounded a bewildering meaning: "Qiaoqiao, I will treat you well, don’t Then resist me, eh?"

A man has a perfect face. With such a tone and gesture, almost no woman can resist.

Luo Qiao's face was immersed in the cool light, and she couldn't see her emotions clearly.

Shen Jikong watched her, his slender white fingers dropped on her side face, and the hair that fell to her ears was gathered up. After that, his movements were very slow, and there was a slow and sultry feeling, Luo Qiao slightly He tilted his head, his mouth was slightly bent, and said warmly: "Just give me a chance, pretty..."

Luo Qiao didn't say a word, she didn't say good or bad about Shen Jikong's request.

After a long while, she reached for the wine bottle and poured him a glass of wine.

Shen Jikong raised his eyebrows and smiled without saying anything, and took it over to drink.

I don't know if I have enough confidence in my drinking capacity or he is reluctant to refuse her. He will drink whatever it is. In a short time, the full bottle of red wine has fallen.

The night outside was getting darker, Luo Qiao glanced at Shen Jikong, the man propped his head, his eyelashes drooped, and he couldn't see how much he had drunk. He didn't know if he was drunk or not.

She chose the red wine with the highest alcohol content in the wine cabinet. Even an adult man with a high alcohol content would not respond at all... Luo Qiao thought so, moved towards him, and whispered his name: "Shen Jikong ..."

Hearing this, the man moved his eyes, his eyes swept towards her.

He met her gaze, and a light smile appeared in his eyes, and he said softly, "Huh?"

"Are you drunk?"

Shen Jikong blinked his eyes slowly, still looking the usual appearance, but his voice was a little low: "I don't know, come and have a look?"

"..."

Luo Qiao was suspicious, and moved closer to him.

He wears a black shirt, has a thin breath, and has a delicate outline of his face. The look of his eyes lowered to look at people is particularly attractive.

The moment Luo Qiao approached him, his eyes deepened a bit. When Luo Qiao wanted to retreat, it was too late. He directly pressed her on the table.

...

The air is quiet in the living room.

Shen Jikong looked at her with low eyes, and slowly took her hand.

The temperature of his palm was a little hot, and after holding her finger, he gently pressed it to the position of his heart.

Staring at her scorchingly.

Luo Qiao wanted to resist subconsciously, but her strength was not enough in front of him. She could only let him get close to her ears and slowly said, "Qiao Qiao..."

The thin, hot breath spilled on the ears, bringing bursts of itching sensation.

Getting closer, Luo Qiao smelled the wine on his body. Whether it was the temperature on his body or the reaction at the moment, the wine was not without effect on him.

Luo Qiao's eyes moved. As soon as he wanted to speak, he heard the man whisper each word: "Marry me." He said, "My life will be yours in the future."

From now on, my life is yours...

If it is too deep and heavy, it even brings a buzzing feeling in the ears.