"You are about to get married, why are you still entangled?" Liang Yimo avoided his tender kiss. Such a kiss was too addictive, and she was afraid that she would become addicted if it continued like this.
"So you just want to leave and climb another branch, right?" Ye Chen's cold voice echoed above his head.
Liang Yimo raised his head and looked up at him in disbelief, and finally said through gritted teeth, "Yes!"
It turned out that this was how he looked at her, and she was so unbearable in his eyes.
"Don't even think about it!" Ye Chen's pupils tightened, he grabbed Liang Yimo, held her in his arms regardless of her resistance, leaned over and grabbed her lips, and kissed her crazily.
The more she struggled, the more intense his kiss became. He couldn't calm down when he heard that she would leave at any time. He just wanted to use concrete actions to tell himself that he was her woman, even if his good brother liked her.
, he would not give up his hand and want to. A pair of big hands reached into Liang Yimo's clothes and wandered back and forth on her smooth back. The skin of the tentacles felt smooth and full of elasticity, and the exquisite curves slid beautifully in his hands. In a moment, the leaves
Chen's breathing became heavier and he began to peel off her clothes, wanting only to possess her fiercely.
Liang Yimo was a little frightened. Ye Chen had never forced her since the ancient city. Even when they were together now, it was just a kiss. Sometimes when the gun went off, he would always hold back and ask for her consent before going.
Before, if she didn't want him to, he would stop immediately. Now his roughness reminded her of that night in the ancient city that frightened her.
"What are you doing? Let go!" Her legs hit the cabinet while being pulled, and a series of things in the room fell down. She was immediately pinned to the bed by Ye Chen.
"What are you doing? You'll know next!" Ye Chen stepped forward and pressed heavily. She pushed him away with all her strength. Her hand touched his chest, and the scorching temperature reached through his shirt from the palm of his hand.
Her heart made her face turn red. With only one hand, Ye Chen grabbed her wrists and lifted her above her head. Liang Yimo couldn't resist the shame and anger, and ruthless ridicule overflowed from his cold lips, "Pretend
What kind of pretense, I haven’t done it before, you weren’t like this back then!”
"You are shameless!"
Ye Chen ignored him, his eyes were filled with blood red, he lowered his head and kissed her lips forcefully, swallowing all her curses, and quickly untied her clothes with his nimble fingers.
"Um...go away..." Liang Yimo kicked his wound, trying to get him to stop.
"Liang Yimo...look at me..." Ye Chen shouted, forcing her to look at him.
Their eyes met, and the emotions in their eyes were too complicated. The anger, jealousy, and chaos faded away, leaving only pain and unwillingness.
Even the weather outside the window seemed to be cooperating, it was raining heavily outside.
There is no way to heal, and there is no way to dissipate...
"No, no..."
Liang Yimo shook his head blankly, "Ye Chen, no..."
She doesn't want to be with someone else's man, even if it's him...
"So many women are vying to climb into your bed. That Miss Qin just now should be more interested in finding whoever you want! Why are you pestering me!" Liang Yimo was already weak, but he still spoke tough.
With.
"I want you!" Ye Chen suddenly said, Liang Yimo was startled, and his heart dropped for a moment.
"I only want you, Liang Yimo!" he said again.
Ye Chen raised his head, and her naked appearance came into his eyes. He brushed her hair away with his hands, his face was red and her lips were slightly opened, and she bit her lips with her thin white teeth. She didn't know where to look with her eyes.
It exudes a different kind of charm.
Liang Yimo was very powerless. She gasped and said intermittently, "Ye Chen... you go... to Qin Menghan... she will definitely be willing..."
She didn't want to mention the name at this time, as her jealousy was so serious, as well as her shame.
However, she is the stubborn person he loves, so how can he resist her.
As if he understood something, he opened his mouth and bit her shoulder, causing Liang Yimo to cry out in pain.
"Girl, you're jealous!" Ye Chen's tone was almost decisive.
He would only call her girl when he was in a good mood.
"I didn't!" Liang Yimo gritted his teeth.
"You have!"
"No!"
Liang Yimo couldn't deny how jealous she was just now. He was so gentle to other women. The jealousy in her heart was like weeds, crawling crazily in her heart...
"I'm saying it again, Liang Yimo, I only want you! You see, even our bodies are so coordinated, we are destined to be together..."
His kiss, his body temperature, his breath, his lingering...
Whether to let everything go, whether to forget everything, like being poisoned and unable to resist, and not wanting to resist...
………………
A love affair was like a tough battle. Liang Yimo was exhausted and wet. Ye Chen was not much better either. He carried her to the bathroom, took a shower, and then hugged her.
Entered the half-hidden room.
He took the quilt to cover her, picked up the hair dryer and gently dried her hair. His movements were so careful, as if he was afraid of hurting her, he moved very gently.
In the past, Liang Yimo would feel very happy. He rarely did this kind of thing to her before, but now she doesn't know what it feels like. The taste is so mixed and uncomfortable.
The rough fingertips slowly slid across the wound on her forehead, and he asked in a deep voice, "Does it still hurt here?"
She felt a pang in her heart, turned away and said softly, "We'd better not meet again in the future!"
Ye Chen, go farther away, don't let her become the third party, disrupt her thoughts, and make her unable to extricate herself.
Even if he never said she wasn't, he just did. What is this kind of entanglement if it's not a third party?
As if he didn't hear her words, Ye Chen found a spare medical kit from the room, took out a cotton swab and dipped it in some disinfectant, trying to help her treat the wound, but his body didn't seem to be any better.
He still asked persistently, "Does it still hurt?"
"Whether it hurts or not has nothing to do with you!" Liang Yimo roared hoarsely, but he was weak.
Such pain was nothing compared to what he had brought to her.
His eyes were too focused, staring at her, with deep meanings that she couldn't see clearly. His mouth was bitter, and his heart was particularly depressed, until he finally murmured slowly, "Ye Chen, let's not do this anymore."
OK!"
She was very lucky to meet her in the best years of her life, and thanked him for bringing her joy and teaching her the first lesson in life. It was time for them to make it clear. If they continued to be entangled like this, they would only