There was still some sweetness from candy left on her lips, and he suddenly felt a little bit less disgusted with her eating lollipops. There was a faint girly fragrance of hers in his nose.
It was very pure, without any perfume smell, and also had a touch of milk fragrance. His eyes suddenly darkened, he put his arms around her waist, pulled her from the wall into his arms, and pressed her tightly against her waist.
On oneself.
But her wide-eyed eyes still made him feel a little blocked. He was reluctant to let go and wanted to tell her to close his eyes.
But unexpectedly, she pushed him far away with a burst of force, screaming, which was simply earth-shattering.
"Wow! So disgusting, so disgusting!"[
Han Yixing wiped his mouth vigorously, rushed into the bathroom like a whirlwind, turned on the faucet and splashed it on his face, then put his head under the water to collect water and rinse his mouth.
As soon as she thought about what was in her mouth just now, she felt a chill, her heart was beating wildly, and her hair was almost wet.
Meng Beichen was stunned for a second, then turned around and saw that Fei Xiluo's iceberg face, which had not changed for thousands of years, was struggling to endure it. His anger suddenly rose again, and many women were begging to kiss him intimately.
She actually said she was disgusting and screamed so loudly. He was sure that all the servants knew about it now. He stepped into the bathroom and grabbed her arm again, saying domineeringly: "No washing!"
Han Yixing heard his voice and pushed him back, but was unable to push him away. He could only scream: "Stay away from me, you pervert, you actually stole my first kiss. This
It’s for my boyfriend!”
"Boyfriend? I'm your husband, can't I just kiss you?" He also growled, and a picture automatically formed in his head of her kissing another man.
Then, he immediately went crazy, but heard her yell again: "No, you can't touch me. You just kissed that woman. Wow, it's disgusting."
She retched on purpose, and then poured water furiously, vowing to wash away all the feeling left in her mouth.
Meng Beichen's nose was smoking and his eyes were on fire. Then he grabbed her and raised his eyebrows evilly, "If you can't touch her once, then I'll try touching her twice more."