Seeing that his hand had untied the button of her collar, and the kiss fell on her clavicle uneasily, she finally realized that she had to say something to stop him, "Ning Yi! I'm not an adult yet

"I'll kiss you and do nothing else." He raised his head from her chest, with a smile in his eyes, "what does the scenery think I want to do?"

"I You... " She is too thin to say.

Ning Yi also kisses her lips, very gentle lips and tongues rub together, without a bit of lust color, "I will abide by the rules of scenery, but at least I can enjoy some of the rights that a husband should have. "

She and he do not even have a small copy of the marriage certificate! Where's the husband from!

The scenery wanted to cry without tears, and could not refute it, because he would certainly only take her words as the wind in his ears. She was sulking and angry at her powerlessness. Facing the old monster, she was an ordinary ultimate Marius without any lethality. She was really no threat at all.

Ning Yi looked at the snow and cherry blossoms falling in the room. He asked in a low voice, "the mood of the scenery now seems very complicated?"

Isn't it complicated? She can't figure out what kind of mood she should have. This strategic goal has caught her inexplicably when she hasn't done anything. She should feel happy, but she always has a sense of uncertainty. When a woman feels her mood is inexplicable, she always likes to use three words to define it, that is, the sense of security. Somehow, Ning Yi is closer to her The weaker the sense of security.

He turned to her body and asked her quietly, without a sigh

"No A short and quick answer must prove that she is angry.

Her face rested on his chest to keep him from seeing her expression.

Ning Yi asked again: "don't like me touching you?"

This time she was silent for a long time, and finally gave a hard answer with two words, "like."

For his touch, her heart would beat faster, but there is no denying that, in fact, in the bottom of her heart, she felt the enjoyment, and the stimulating current slipped through her body, making her feel faint excited.

He raised the corner of his lips, a smile, very happy, "since like, why angry?"

"because everything has the final say, I have no initiative at all!" She propped up his chest and raised her head to let him see the dissatisfaction in his eyes. Because of the identity, she was used to his high status, and in front of him, she would always only accept passively.

He was a little surprised that this was the reason, but it was better than hearing her say that he was disgusted with himself, so he compromised and lay flat. "Well, all the initiative is given to you. You can do whatever you want. I will never resist."

"You think I dare not?"

He laughed, "of course not. Scenery is always brave, isn't it?"

That's to say she doesn't dare.

In the heart of the scenery, she fiercely lowered her head and bit his neck, until she bit out a tooth mark which is not deep or shallow. He did not cry out, but gently touched her head, as if to a cat whose hair was fried.

He was not an ordinary ghost as she understood it. The scenery suddenly realized this fact. Otherwise, how could she have left tooth marks on his body?

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