Lin Qianqian had no choice but to put the water cup down again.

Turning back, he looked at the man in the bed with the soft orange light.

His hard and deep face was tense, and a strong evil spirit burst out with a sword eyebrows.

Even after falling asleep, he is still a wild man who cannot let go of his heart.

It seemed as if it was pounced on his prey anytime, anywhere, biting and swallowing.

Lin Qianqian's fingertips gently stroked his eyebrows, depicting her most familiar and favorite shape.

He is so domineering, even when he is asleep.

She smiled, lowered her head and kissed his eyebrows, then the bridge of his straight nose, and finally landed on his thin lips.

Like a dragonfly, it skimmed through the hard and soft red lips, so stubborn and wild, so heart-pounding.

When I was in the United States, those who knew her envied her son as beautiful as a little prince.

They would ask her how Colin's father looked? Is he a gentle and elegant gentleman?

Whenever that time, she would not help but complain: If that man was a gentleman, she would not have gone to the foreign land.

Many times she would think, if Yan Mubei had the gentle personality like Shangguan Zhixuan, what would their ending be?

Is there no Chai Jiao incident? Will there be no breakup and each party?

After thinking about it, Lin Qianqian finally laughed at herself as stupid.

If Yan Mubei had the personality like Shangguan Zhixuan, then she would not have fallen in love with Yan Mubei at the beginning.

There is no doubt that when she knew him, she liked him because of his personality.

Domineering, strong, wild and unruly, etc. are completely different from the characteristics of men in the upper class, and deeply attract her, who is a prominent family.

She loves him, his evil and evil.

Without these substances, she would never have fallen in love with him and would have been hurt by his change of heart.

From falling in love deeply to being hurt and disappointed, from forcing herself to forgetting to consciously planting her deep love, she returned to his arms after four years.

Yan Mubei, this man she loves deeply.

"I love you." Her kiss was very light.

Her voice was as light as her kiss, blowing by.

On this quiet night, she spoke what was in her heart.

Maybe she would say this too in normal times, but at this moment there is a kind of tenderness growing.

I couldn't help but lower my head again and kissed the handsome man in front of me again.

The kiss was a little heavier than before, but it just stopped and pecked on his bloody lips.

Then she raised her head with joy and planned to lie down and fall asleep in his arms.

At this moment, suddenly the back of her head was pressed down, and her lips pressed against his red lips again.

Lin Qianqian's eyes widened in surprise, and her eyes that were close to her slowly opened.

Her panic was reflected in her brown eyes, while the man's slender eyelashes gently swept across her eyelashes like a fan.

It was a very strange contact. As the eyelashes touched, Yan Mubei narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth and quickly bit her lips.

As fast and fierce as ever, it was like a jackal catching her prey and swallowing her without hesitation.

"Um..." Her hand was on the side of his head, unable to resist his strong attack.

She slammed into him hard, and her head hit his head.
Chapter completed!