Xiang Yimo's moist autumn eyes suddenly widened in the darkness, showing an expression of surprise and astonishment. She struggled desperately to resist, but was imprisoned in his arms, unable to move her whole body, and her limbs were also weak. She was desperate
He closed his eyes, cold tears filling the corners of his eyes.
The warm kiss was not as rough and brutal as before, it was lingering and gentle, mixed with his masculine scent, quietly blooming between the lingering lips. He tentatively stretched out the tip of his tongue to pry open her teeth and penetrated her seductive lips.
In his lips, he gently teased the tip of her tongue. She was indifferent, and he was not angry. He just waited patiently for her response, moving back and forth between her mouth, bewitching her lilac tongue and
His tongues were tightly intertwined.
Xiang Yimo suddenly opened her eyes, and she happened to look into those deep pool eyes, which were so dark that they seemed to blend in with the night. His sudden gentle move filled her with doubts and sent shivers down her spine.
He was like a harp player, the tip of his tongue lightly dancing on her teeth, sometimes using force, sometimes lightly. There was no sound of the piano, but it brought out something strange in Xiang Yimo's heart.
"Brother Han, where are you?" A soft and delicate voice floated in the cold air. The next second, all the lights in the living room suddenly lit up, and the delicate white light spread from the crystal chandelier to every corner, suddenly bright as day.
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Yao Meina was sitting in a wheelchair, staring blankly at the man and woman kissing passionately on the sofa. Tears burst into her eyes instantly, winding down her fair cheeks, and she asked with a choked sob, "What are you doing? Brother Han, you
Didn't you tell me personally that you hate her, is this how you hate her?"
Nangong Han paused, his brows furrowed, his eyes condensed, he pushed Xiang Yimo away as if throwing away garbage, and sat up, "It's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
Xiang Yimo glanced at Yao Mina, who was not far away. She looked pitiful, like a child bride who had been bullied by her. Since Nangong Han was so nervous about her, why not tease her to avenge the last frame-up.
Xiang Yimo rushed towards Nangong Han, wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, pressed her cheek against his strong chest, smiled ambiguously, caressed his cold cheek charmingly, and said coquettishly: "
Honey, should we continue?"
Nangong Han looked down at her, his cold eyes getting darker and disgust written on his face. It’s true that dogs can’t change their ways of eating shit, she was as coquettish and slutty as ever, he waved her away in disappointment, “You can get out!
"
Xiang Yimo saw Yao Meina's expression of grief, anger and pain, and acted even harder, complaining coquettishly: "You are so heartless, you were so passionate just now that you kissed your family, and your whole body felt so hot..."