"You'll know soon!" He smiled coldly, pulled off the quilt from her body, pulled her over with him, pushed her down on the bed, and imprisoned her under him.
"Ah, pervert, help... ugh!" Looking at his terrifying and suffocating eyes, Su Ningxia screamed in fright. Unexpectedly, as soon as she spoke, she was firmly steadied by his lips.
God, this kiss was so overbearing, she almost couldn't breathe, "Uh, uh..." She protested dissatisfiedly, but was helpless but couldn't say anything.
As if he sensed her discomfort, he relaxed his strength and kissed her sweet lips gently, his warm breath spraying on her face, making her blush criminally sinister.
As the kiss gradually deepened, Su Ningxia forgot to resist, lost consciousness, her whole body went limp, and became intoxicated. Oh my god, she was so addicted to the kiss that she couldn't help herself, and even started to respond to him.
The temperature in the room gradually increased and the atmosphere became ambiguous. Qian Yichen left those sweet lips with his last thought. Damn it, the taste of this girl was so wonderful that he almost...
No, even if he wants that, now is not the time. He wants to completely conquer her heart.
"Xia Xia, marry me and truly be my woman, okay?" Before Su Ningxia regained consciousness, he asked ambiguously in her ear.
He knew that now was a good time and she would agree to whatever he said!
"Okay!" Sure enough, Su Ningxia didn't know what she was talking about at this time and just responded mechanically.
"In that case, let's get married!" He showed a successful smile and went to take a cold shower. He needed to relieve his anger now.
"Uh..." Su Ningxia, who woke up, only had time to hear the last sentence - let's get married...