His actions, naturally, in front of so many people, did not mean to avoid.

West West corner of the eye Yu light tiny side, silently stare at him to fall in the hand of own shoulder head to see one eye, cat waist want to withdraw from his bosom, however, Qing Mu Chen seem to expect her impulse.

Just had the movement, the shoulder was pressed by him suddenly.

His strength is very big, the palm is also generous, tightly imprisons her, the West West's shoulder eats the pain, does not struggle.

Muran let him embrace away from everyone's line of sight, back to his villa, she thought he would let go after entering the house, who knows, qingmuchen don't know if it's addictive, hand stay behind her shoulder, didn't take down the meaning.

Xi Xi is wearing a lining skirt, the style of the upper shirt and the hem of the lower skirt.

Her skeleton was small, and her shoulders would look a little flabby with her shirt on her body.

The hand of Qing Mu Chen puts on her shoulder, just pressed her collar.

He seemed to enjoy the touch of the palm so much that his hand just stayed on her shoulder, the palm with thin cocoon, and even gently stroked along her shoulder socket.

The cocoon mark on the palm of her hand is transmitted to Xixi's skin through the thin cloth. Inexplicably, Xixi suddenly remembers the scene in the bathroom last night.

Xixi's face was a little uncomfortable. She struggled in his arms and quietly tried to get out of his arms. However, she was pressed by him again.

Try again, be restrained again.

So back and forth two or three times, West West to him slightly angry.

"Qingmuchen, you are a married man!" Raising her face, she reminded again.

"So what?" Very scornful of the four words, it seems that she did not take her words seriously.

Sisi's body in his arms was obviously stiff.

Yeah, so what?

A wife who has never met at all, can he ban Yu for each other?

Sisi thought about this problem and lost her mind.

Qing Mu Chen takes advantage of her to be in a trance however, the hand is more wanton in her body for some.

Fingertips open the collar of her shirt, palms slowly move inward along her shoulder socket, and his hands directly probe into her clothes -

the cold temperature of palms is transmitted to Xixi's skin through thin capillaries, Xixi is excited, her face is hot, and her body trembles in his arms.

Qing Mu Chen holds her chin with one hand and stares at her quietly.

Will a woman like her blush?

His eyes, extreme contempt, as if to see the world's most ridiculous joke.

Xixi knew that he always suspected that his motive was impure, and she didn't care about other people's feelings. However, she couldn't be indifferent when he looked at her so naked and with such sarcastic eyes.

Chest suddenly a little astringent, she raised her arm to push him hard, "Qing young master, please respect a little bit!"

"Oh?" Qing Mu Chen's lips raise a radian of disdain, and the irony in his eyes is stronger.

An arm crossed her waist, and her body suddenly turned to the side. She leaned against the wall behind her. Her hands in her clothes turned backward, and her fingertips slowly went up along her soft skin.

Swim past her clavicle, turn to her chest, he gently in her chest heart position point, "want me how to respect?"

His words are full of irony.

It's as if it's ridiculous for her to say that she respects her.

www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!