Yu Wushuang gasped, turning her head to face his slightly red face, with a smile that couldn't be hidden in her clear eyes.
On the soft couch, they were very close, and the cold breath was sprayed on her face. That evil face was even more pleasing to the eye now.
evildoer.
"A man will prove everything with his strength." There was domineering hidden in the faint voice.
No need for fancy words.
Something moved deep in Yu Wushuang's heart, her eyes turned, and many things came to mind.
"Strength? What strength do you have?"
"Whatever you want, I can satisfy you, and what you want is also what I want."
"Really? Please tell me first what is your relationship with the Marquis Mansion."
Trust or not, wait until you know before you can make a decision.
"Old friend."
"Just an old friend?"
"But if you marry me, you will become my in-laws."
"...I'm serious." Yu Wushuang got up from the soft couch and glared at him.
"I'm serious too."
"If they were old friends, my grandfather and grandmother wouldn't be so kind to you."
None of my grandsons are kind to Di Yan, so who am I to deceive him?
"Because of some things about your father's generation, don't you still believe in the vision of Grandpa Yu and Grandma Yu?" Di Yan just said.
Yu Wushuang looked at him intently, as if she wanted to see something in his eyes, but unfortunately, they were as clean as water without any impurities.
Believe it or not, it's all a matter of a thought.
After staring at him for a long time, the struggle in my heart finally stopped.
"I will drag you to hell," she said.
Di Yan smiled, that smile was very charming, and his soft voice sounded: "It's a great honor."
Yu Wushuang was silent for a few seconds, turned over and pressed Di Yan under her body, put her small hands on his shoulders, raised an evil smile on her lips, lowered her head and bit his fair shoulder fiercely.
Di Yan paused for a moment, a touch of tenderness melted in his eyes, and he raised his hand to stroke her hair.
Her words were sharp, and blood spread in her mouth, leaving along the corners of her mouth.
Yu Wushuang let go of him, the red at the corner of her mouth set off the cunning look in her eyes, making people unable to look away.
"This is the mark I left on you. From now on, you will be mine."
She spoke very domineeringly.
Di Yan tilted his head and looked at the row of prints printed on his fair shoulder, smiling brightly. In a blink of an eye, he sat up and came close to her face, touching their noses.
He stuck out the tip of his tongue to sweeten the red corners of her mouth...
"Do I also want to leave some marks on you?" He leaned close to her ear, his voice was low and magnetic, extremely seductive.
Yu Wushuang's little face suddenly turned red, and her heartbeat was a little fast.
"Let me see where I can stay." His jade-like fingers quietly moved down.
Yu Wushuang tensed her body and pushed him away, strong and calm: "It's not good for women to have scars on their bodies, so forget about it."
"Of course I can't leave a scar. What I want to leave is something else, somewhere that only I can see." Di Yan's voice seemed to make people feel anxious.
Yu Wushuang pretended not to understand, and the blood in her body surged.
She was so provoked that she couldn't resist it, the fire was too fierce.
As expected, all elegant people have a beast living inside their bodies, which can cause them to go crazy and be as showy as possible.
Her little face was on fire. She held down his wanton hand, coughed lightly and said, "Stop when it suits you."
"What if I can't stop?"
Di Yan whispered, the tip of his tongue stretched out and gently touched the back of her ear.
Yu Wushuang trembled all over, and her hair stood on end. When she raised her hand to push him away, a low chuckle rang in her ears.