"What, you want to show others the hickeys on your chest? I don't mind you showing off your affection in such a high-profile way!"
Xiang Yimo's face turned red all of a sudden, he gritted his teeth and glared at him.
"Why are you looking at me so affectionately?" Nangong Han chuckled softly at the corner of his mouth, "Do you miss me again?"
"I want to peel off your skin, twitch your tendons, drink your blood, and eat your flesh!"
"The heart of a woman is the most poisonous! Last night, I worked so hard to let you experience the legendary seven times in one night, and you actually want to harm me?"
Xiang Yimo's face was as hot as fire, and even his porcelain neck was covered in crimson, "You... why is the skin on your face so thick!"
"Didn't you peel off your skin?"
Xiang Yimo choked on her words. She was more evil than anyone else. She sat on the sofa in a daze and said, "I won't go to any charity auction."
If you stay with him, he will piss you off sooner or later!
Nangong Han raised his hand and glanced at his watch lightly, "There is still some time!"
"What time?" Xiang Yimo raised her head suddenly, not expecting that he was so close. His thin, cool lips captured her pink lips, and he leaned forward to hug her slender waist.
"It's time to make out!" Shen Ci's voice was as clear and sweet as the morning bell in an ancient temple in the mountains, pounding her heart.
He gently sucked her wet lips, which were as delicate and soft as marshmallows, sweetening his lips. Her orchid breath spread between his mouth, like a wisp of spring breeze, warming his heart.
He held up her delicate face with his big palm, slowly slid it down, went around her back, pulled down the zipper, and took off her pure white evening dress bit by bit...
Her white skin was as soft and bright as mutton-fat jade, and her warm hands caressed her porcelain neck. Her fingertips traced the soft lines of her collarbone, and then climbed up to the upright snow peak...
Xiang Yimo's body was as hot as fire, as if the oxygen in his body was about to run out, and he was panting repeatedly. His soft hands started to push and gradually climbed up his strong tiger back.
She was like a small boat lost in the storm, and could be defeated by the huge waves at any time. She could only stay safe by clinging to him. Only by hugging him tightly could she feel at ease for a moment.
When her mother died, her sister left, and her boyfriend left without saying goodbye, she always acted as the abandoned one. She kept asking herself, is she a superfluous person in this world? Why, her relatives and lovers
She must abandon her one by one, ignore her, and abandon her. The whole world can abandon her, but she cannot abandon herself. She fights hard every day, carrying too much burden on her thin shoulders. How she hopes to have a life.
A warm chest that she can lean on, and a strong shoulder that can carry her shoulders.
In her desperate expectation, Su Yisheng came back, but he broke her heart time and time again. The promises made back then had long turned into ridiculous childish jokes.
Nangong Han, to her, was as far away as the sun. His god-like temperament made people look up to him, but if he was too close, he would be burned by her hot light sooner or later.
His deep eyes were covered with a layer of mist, making it impossible for anyone to see through or understand them clearly.
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Because of Nangong Han's bestiality, the two of them were the last to arrive at the charity auction party.
This was very different from Xiang Yimo's imagination. She originally thought it was an underground auction, but she didn't expect it to be a formal jewelry auction organized by a charity. All attendees were celebrities, business and political figures.
, as well as famous entertainment stars and sports stars. It attracted a large number of news reporters, who were already waiting at the door of the hotel with guns and cannons in hand.
A long-distance Lincoln drove slowly towards the hotel entrance where the spotlights were shining. The car stopped steadily. The parking boy wearing a white uniform with gold buttons did not come to open the door immediately. Instead, a group of black bodyguards surrounded the reporter.
Stop them from taking photos.
The new chief executive of Bonanna Group is very low-key. He never publicly attends any chamber of commerce or accepts interviews from any media, so until now, no media has published his photo.
Forced by the power of the Bonanna Group, the reporter put down the camera and stretched his neck, curious about what this hot-blooded and cold-blooded young chief looked like.
As soon as the car door opened, the first thing that stuck out was an exquisite fish-mouth shoe. Xiang Yimo walked out of the car. Her curly long hair was tied up, revealing her smooth porcelain neck, which looked solemn and elegant. She was full of love.
It hasn't dissipated yet, and there is a light blush on the cheeks. As I look at it, the stars are flowing.
As soon as Nangong Han appeared on the stage, his domineering attitude immediately shocked the entire audience. When he walked past Xiang Yimo, he took her cold hand and walked inside.
"Mr. Nangong, is your wife's injury healed?" Masako took the initiative to come over and greeted him gracefully. Her gentle smile and elegant temperament perfectly put other women to shame.
Xiang Yimo felt a trace of bitterness in his heart. Masako was the only one who could attend public events with Chu Zhanjin, so where did he put his sister? A shady underground lover?
Chu Zhanjin stood in the corner, drinking wine silently.
"The injury was too deep. Even after the injury heals, the scar cannot be removed!" Xiang Yimo said angrily.
Masako's expression froze, then she suppressed her embarrassment and smiled faintly, "There is a plastic surgeon in Japan who is very good at removing scars. I can introduce him to you." She was so attentive, but she didn't want to eliminate the "Yamaguchi-gumi" and "Yamaguchi-gumi".
There are rumors of discord between Bonanna Group.
"The scar can be removed, but the pain has long been unforgettable! Thank you for your kindness, I don't want to remove this scar." After saying that, Xiang Yimo took Nangong Han's arm, walked around her, and walked forward.
Jewelry donated by major brand jewelers were displayed around the banquet hall. Xiang Yimo glanced at them, and then his soul was attracted by a ring.
She looked stunned and walked over quickly. A simple and simple ring looked dim among the many luxurious and bright jewelry here, but the ingenious design, soft lines, and ingenious and exquisite structure were like two ribbons reluctant to leave.
The ground is dancing and winding, and it looks like a little finger pulling a hook. It is fresh and elegant, and people will never forget the style at a glance.