"Huh..." Finally she was free, she let out a long breath, her eyes widened, and a look of anger appeared in her eyes, looking at him: "You...why are you... kissing me suddenly? This is mine... I was gone by you... What should I do? What should I do? You hate it..."

As she said that, she slammed her little pink fist into his chest regardless of the wound on her hand.

"I gave my first kiss to your fiancé. What are you upset about?" He gently grabbed her little pink fist with his big hand, stood up, squatted down again, took out a band-aid from the medicine box, and accurately pasted the wound.

"What fiancé? We are fake..." Zhao Lingxi corrected his statement. Did he forget that their so-called unmarried couple were just used to cover up the truth that she was a maid on call for him?

"Fake it?" He raised his handsome eyebrows lightly, "Do you dare to tell your father like this?"

"I..." Zhao Lingxi was stunned, "Didn't you say it yourself? She did this just to make me gossip when you call me by you."

"I've changed my mind now." He lowered his head, bandaged her hands, then reached out to grab her ankle, and held the slender jade feet in the palm of his hand.

"I changed my mind...what does it mean?" She was completely confused by him, with bright big eyes, looking at him in front of him with confusion.

Apply the medicinal wine to the palm of her hand, rub and heat it, her palms were extremely fitting on her swollen ankles.

"So comfortable..." The hot feeling instantly penetrated into her skin and passed through the blood to her whole body, making her unable to help but close her eyes.

Half a minute later, Zhao Lingxi was still immersed in the comfort of being gently massaged by him. Suddenly, she felt a headache in her head, and Qin Muchu's fingernails bounced on her forehead: "Okay."

"Huh?" Zhao Lingxi opened her eyes and stared blankly at her right foot that he placed on the sofa. Although her ankle was still red, it was not as painful as before.

As he stood up, Qin Muchu put the medicine box back in the distance, turned around and went to the kitchen to wash his hands. Zhao Lingxi looked at his figure, remembering that he had not answered his question, so he stood up from the sofa, tiptoed, and asked, "You haven't said yet, what have you changed your mind."

After washing his hands, Qin Muchu walked up to her, looking down at her 1.85 meters tall, with a height of 1.6 meters. Her deep eyes became a little confused and affectionate at this moment.

He reached out and hugged her shoulders. His thin lips opened lightly, and a gentle voice came into her ears: "A real fake play..."

After saying that, before Zhao Lingxi could react, his lips fell on her lips again, gentle.

Zhao Lingxi, due to his sudden invasion, couldn't help but fall backwards, and the two of them fell heavily to the sofa...

Her lips were constantly teased by him, and her hands were forced to hug his strong shoulders. A fierce (harmonious) desire stirred in her heart...

Zhao Lingxi was confused by his kiss, and her brain seemed to be out of control. Because the feeling was so wonderful, she shyly stretched out her hand to wrap around his neck and responded awkwardly.

Such actions pleased Qin Muchu, and his big hands, like demon claws, touched her body even more intensely.
Chapter completed!