C58

Isn't that what you want?

She pursed her lips and did not speak, struggling with all her might.

Although he still had a sense of reason, he was not the type that had much of it. At the moment, his inner heart was divided into two sides, while shouting and shouting, he rushed forward as fast as he could, afraid that the tasty and delicious lamb in front of him was already his prey. As long as he extended his hand slightly, he could eat it.

The other side was saying, "No, this woman is not an ordinary woman. If I were to come into contact with her, the repercussions will be severe, definitely not!"

After a long while, she said shakily, "You …" What exactly do you want? "

He wrinkled his brows tightly. In his heart, he really wanted to let go of her. He knew that if he didn't let go now, something big would happen, but his hands didn't listen to him at all. He tightly hugged her as if he had his own consciousness, not letting go at all.

He tried his best to calm his breathing and spoke in a low and hoarse voice, "What, don't you really want this? Why can't I do it now? "

"I... I... "Who said …" She was also confused by his pure male scent. The resistance from before had mostly disappeared, and now she heard his provocative words. She steeled her heart and turned her back from his posture to face him.

When Si Lianye saw her appearance, a loud noise echoed in her head. Immediately, the last bit of rationality that she had left was in danger, and it was about to leave him.

She looked delicious.

Her black hair shone like a waterfall. A pair of eyes like black grapes stared at her with indescribable emotions. There was also a tall and slender nose, two tender red lips, and a pure white and alluring neck …

He had never felt that she was as attractive as she was at this moment, causing his mind to stir.

She lightly bit her lips with her snow-white teeth and asked, "Are you really drunk or just pretending?"

He didn't expect that she would still be struggling with this question at this point. He laughed at her unreasonable actions, pressing his forehead against hers and letting out a stifled laugh.

She blushed at his laughter and punched him hard with her fist. "Don't laugh, I'm serious."

"Fine, I'm drunk, but not to the point of being delirious. Are you satisfied?" He raised his head and answered seriously.

"Mm, that's good enough." She seemed satisfied with his answer and put her arm around his neck.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at her. Suddenly, he discovered that her lips were exceptionally beautiful under the light of the lamp. Her pink and tender lips were so alluring to the extreme.

He really wanted someone to ruthlessly bite on it.

So he did.

He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

She felt a wave of pain, an "Ouch!".

She pressed her fists against his chest and stared at him with her watery eyes. "Are you a dog? Why are you biting me? "

It hurts. He must have broken his skin.

He saw her flushed lips smile with satisfaction, and, despite her resistance, he lowered his head and kissed her again.

This time it was a real kiss, the French kind.

In the beginning, she was a bit reluctant, but as she slowly immersed herself in the dizzying emotions, she was unable to extricate herself. In the end, she even took the initiative to face him.

After a long kiss, she almost felt like she was going to faint from lack of oxygen. Only then did he mercifully let her go.

As soon as he released her, a pile of soft mud fell on the ground and he caught her in his arms.

He smiled in her ear. "You're warm. I like it."

She opened her eyes wide and powerlessly hammered his chest with her hands.

He didn't take it to heart, as she didn't have enough strength to tickle him.

He bent down and picked her up, then strode into the room.

Her heart leaped up and she hugged his neck.

A pair of eyes stared blankly at his lower jaw, clearly seeing his graceful outline.

She had no idea where she was, so she let him take her into the room and put her on the bed.

When her back came into contact with the cold sheets, she woke up with a start.

He wanted to stand up, but his body stopped him.

"You … What are you going to do? " She asked out of instinct, and then wanted to bite off her tongue.

What could they do now? Her question was rather unsightly.

At the same time, he silently asked himself in his heart, Shen Xiran, wasn't this the situation where your heart began to fill up the moment you first saw him? Why did he want to shrink back at this point?

But she was so nervous, so nervous, was it really going to happen?

Si Lianye looked down at her condescendingly, and saw all the knots in her expression. She could not help but laugh: "You want to escape?"

She was so nervous that her mouth was dry. She nodded, unable to say a single word.

"Too late." He suddenly gave her a devilish smile.

After pouring out all his enthusiasm, he turned around and realized that the sky outside the window had turned slightly white. It was almost daybreak.

He looked at the woman in his arms and discovered that she looked extremely miserable.

He got out of bed and gave her a towel to clean up, then went back to bed and slept soundly with her in his arms.

After an unknown period of time, she was woken by the ringing of the phone.

Frowning, she reached into her pillow and took out her cell phone. Without even looking at the caller ID, she answered the call. "Hello?"

Her voice was so hoarse that she was shocked.

Was that her voice? Why did it sound so bad?

At the moment, she still had that thought running through her head.

However, before she could come up with an answer, a woman's voice sounded from the other end of the phone, "Who are you?" Complete interrogation?

Strange? Something was wrong.

She forced herself to open her eyes and take a look, only to realize that something was wrong. This wasn't her phone.

She was stunned. Why was someone else's phone here?

Just as he was in a daze, a hand reached out from above her head and took the phone from her. A deep male voice sounded beside her ear: "Hello? "It's me …"

She sucked in a breath of cold air, and her mind began to spin rapidly.

Everything that had happened last night gradually appeared before her eyes.

She … She actually slept with a male God? Heavens?

Was she dreaming?

God.

She wanted to scream, but as she moved, the pain in her lower body reminded her that all of this was real and that she wasn't dreaming.

She had slept with Si Lianye, and it was him who did it!

His beautiful dream had come true!

She was lost in her thoughts. Gradually, even though her eyebrows were locked together by pain, she felt very happy. She was so happy that she almost flew into the sky.