She curved her lips, moved closer to him, sat next to him, even deliberately touching his thigh with her thigh, and smiled: "Well, tell me, how did you teach me?"
Let's put it this way, her hands seemed to be placed on his long legs inadvertently.
Yin Shusheng paused, and Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly: "Whatever Aunt Agu teaches her little granddaughter, I will teach Xiaoxi."
With that said, he raised his hand and slapped Ming Lanruo's hand away from his leg.
Ming Lanruo couldn't help but let out a slight "hiss" when she was patted. Scholar Yin instinctively held her delicate hand with his backhand and looked at the back of her hand.
When he found out what he had done, he snorted coldly: "Little lady, be careful of the influence. I am just your retainer, not your husband. Don't touch me."
He was just about to offer Ming Lanruo's hand, but she suddenly put his hand on her waist and sat down in his arms unceremoniously.
"Don't move, I am your master."
His face was expressionless, and he couldn't bear it. He pushed and twisted with his backhand, flipping her over under him, and bent his long legs to press between her legs.
"What are you going to do!" The man's slender red eyes were full of cold and sinister anger.
He was willing to play these "games" with her just to make her happy, but what about her?
Ming Lanruo's bun suddenly spread out on the bed, and her long black hair looked like loose black dahlias.
She smiled and reached out to touch his face: "Ah, wearing this mask can't stop your anger. But, little scholar, I have told grandma that I will not like others, I only like
Xiao Xi’s father.”
He must have run away without listening to what she said later.
This person...has experienced what Yunni did back then, and now she has learned how to communicate with him.
really......
The man held her cheek with one hand and looked down at her, his eyes flashing with confusion, and then a hint of helplessness and embarrassment appeared in his eyes.
"Did you make me angry on purpose?"
Ming Lanruo put her arms around his neck, smiled softly and kissed his thin lips: "Of course not, I'm here to apologize, little scholar."
The hidden scholar closed his eyes, suddenly held her face, and sneered softly: "This is not enough."
As he spoke, he blocked her lips almost fiercely, sucked in all her soft breaths, and then kissed all the way from her chin to her snow-white neck and then to her collarbone.
The moist and cold breath is heavy and has a gloomy and elegant flavor——
"At least it should be like this, so that every inch of your body is dyed with the smell of roses, you say, right, little lady?"
His slender eyes flashed with dark and hot light, and his fingertips penetrated the hem of her skirt.
Ming Lanruo snorted, and then said softly with forbearance and a smile: "If you are more gentle and gentle, you will be a hidden scholar, not a thousand-year-old master."
The hidden scholar chuckled and raised his eyebrows dangerously: "It's not a good habit to be provocative in a man's bed."
It's not a good habit to coax you.
She thought silently, closed her eyes, and tightened his clothes.
Rather than being forced to survive by Cang Qiao who was freed from his imprisonment, it would be better to coax him to become a little scholar, which would be more controllable.
The atmosphere in the room became more and more heated, but suddenly there was a "bang bang bang" knock on the door.
"Sir, are you always in there? I heard that my mother came to discuss homework with me. Xiaoxi has something urgent to see her mother. Could you please open the door?"
