So she won't abandon herself?

Fu Yuan is a doer who dares to think and do. Thinking of this, he directly picked up the girl and walked to her bedroom.

"Fu Yuan... Let go..." the girl struggled in vain. The familiar breath on Fu Yuan made her have no strength to resist. She could only reluctantly express her dissatisfaction in words, "you're not good..."

"You asked me if I would always be with you," Fu Yuan's low voice sounded in the dark. "Do you remember my answer?"

Wen Xiao looked at him. His wet eyes looked like a frightened little beast.

"I won't leave. Don't want me to leave," Fu Yuan whispered, holding the girl's earlobe gently and feeling her slight trembling. "You are mine."

Wen Xiao was dazed by his sudden attack and didn't recognize the problem in his words.

He said, "you are mine", not "I am yours".

Fu Yuan didn't bite Wen Xiao's skin. He had found that Wen Xiao's emotional ups and downs were just because he was caressing_ Touch her, he just keeps stroking her_ Just touch her.

Fu Yuan sniffed the attractive sweetness of the girl and vaguely felt that something was changing.

At first, he was just her servant, doing all kinds of things for her and receiving her gifts regularly... He didn't know anything except her smell.

Until that day, she came from the other end of the street, the silent wind rolled up the old ash, and the girl's face was bright that he had never seen before.

It was clearly a cloudy sky, but it seemed as if a ray of light suddenly came.

The two people who had never been tied up in the past came to the intersection of fate. When they met, they were entangled, and they couldn't escape from it anymore.

"Fu Yuan... Don't..." the man has unbuttoned Wen Xiao's shirt and kissed her skin inch by inch. Wen Xiao bit his lips tightly for fear of making any annoying noise.

Fu Yuan felt the more and more sweet smell in the air, and the corners of his mouth gently hooked up.

"You see, I can make you happy," the man's hoarse voice sounded in front of him, "don't leave me."

"I won't leave you..." Wen Xiao mumbled vaguely, "you, don't touch that..."

Fu Yuan's voice still lingers in his ears. Wen Xiao doesn't know what he's talking about. His mind is full of why the goods are so skilled

"If you choose me, you can't abandon me," the man muttered persistently in Wen Xiao's ear. "You said you can't find anyone else if you want me to accompany you."

"If you don't find it, you'll never find it," Wen Xiao was so anxious that he was about to cry. "Let me go, Obuchi..."

Fu Yuan's endless kisses fell all over his body. Wen Xiao could not restrain the real reaction of his body.

Fu Yuan finally kissed her lips.

He didn't know why he did it. His body took action earlier than his brain. When he reacted, the soft touch had accurately conveyed the pleasant information to the nerve center and clearly told him that it felt great.

He pried open the girl's lip without a teacher and began to absorb the sweetness in her mouth.

Wen Xiao is going crazy.

A man seems to have tasted the sweetness and ignored his orders to stop. For him, the most intuitive message is the pheromone sent out by himself. His words have no effect... This pheromone full of pleasure is the best encouragement to him.