There was only a small lamp in the room, and the moonlight filtered through the gauze and fell on the face of the person in her arms, bringing out a rare hint of charm in her eyes.
Yan Han's eyebrows narrowed, he really wanted to follow her words and simply admit that he had no self-control.
I closed my eyes, my mind became clearer, my mind returned, and I vaguely figured out the tentative tone in her tone.
"You won't give me anything to eat. I'll kiss you to satisfy your craving, okay?"
Song Xiang was lying down, looking upward, with a deliberately bewitching expression in his eyebrows. He suddenly raised his hand, and his fingertips landed on the man's Adam's apple, and slowly moved down while he was obviously tense.
When he was about to touch the collar button, he suddenly grabbed her unscrupulous hand and glared at her fiercely.
"If you keep messing around, I won't care if you lose your temper."
Song Xiang closed his eyes, folded his shoulders, and smiled uncontrollably.
Yan Yanhan gritted his teeth. It was uncomfortable to feel like Gu Qian wanted to be easily controlled by others, as if he had given his own weakness into someone else's hands.
However, this woman is still trying to tease him, and if he really wants to get serious with her, she has straightened her stance and told you the truth.
Facing her, being in a dilemma, is really torture.
Song Xiang smiled enough, opened her eyes, and looked into the man's dark eyes.
He just stared at her, his eyes quiet, but he really couldn't see to the end.
Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and a storm surged in his eyes, full of aggression.
Song Xiang was startled for a moment, and before he could make a move, she stood up, turned around and ran away.
Yan Han was like a dormant leopard, not giving her any room to develop, but he pressed his hands on her shoulders and easily suppressed her body.
Song Xiang turned her back to him, lying on the soft cushion, and continued to speak harshly, "Where's your self-control? You're a scumbag!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the man kissed her on the back of her neck, quickly and fiercely.
"Who did you learn this from?" He moved forward along her neck and controlled her wrist with one hand. The strength was a little overwhelming, and he wanted to hit her hard.
Song Xiang buried her face between her arms, her face was so red that it almost bled, and she bit her lip and said nothing.
She was just being playful and tickled his Adam's apple. Why was he so excited?
Her chin was pinched and she had to raise her head to accept his kiss.
"Um……"
There was rarely such a deep kiss between them. Almost all the oxygen was taken away by him. It was a little difficult for her to even breathe. In addition, her body was pressed by him, and there was no room to push her.
He took the opportunity to unbutton the collar of her shirt. She thought he just wanted to kiss her and did not struggle violently.
The next second, a cold hand penetrated from her collar.
"strict……!"
There was a click and something was untied.
Song Xiang was so scared that she couldn't help struggling and begged him during a breather, "Don't... I was wrong..."
The man chuckled, "It's too late, be good."
asshole!
She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, trying not to feel the tremor caused by his palm.
But between men and women, to some extent, they are all the same. Once a certain switch is turned on, everyone has hope.
Song Xiang is not a simple little girl. Her body has been developed a long time ago under the hands of Yan Han during those years.
He struck suddenly, catching her off guard. She gritted her teeth and couldn't control the screams that escaped her lips.
Yan Han originally just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to get some benefits, but he didn't expect to encounter an unexpected gain.
"Xiangxiang, your body is so hot..."
Song Xiang's brain was about to explode. He looked at him fiercely in the darkness and did not dare to let go.