086 Is it artificial respiration or kissing? Leng Anyen strode over, grabbed Duanmumu's arm, and placed it between her and Leng Anteng, "What happened?"
Both of them were wet, especially Duanmumu, who seemed to have been fished out of the water. The already tight dress was now even more clinging to the body, almost exposing all of it. Without any hesitation, Leng Anyen took off his coat and wrapped it up.
Woman in arms.
He would never allow other men to spy on his woman.
"Sister fell into the water," Leng Anyen answered Leng Anyen's question like a child's voice.
Okay, why did you fall into the water?
Leng Anyen's doubtful eyes fell on Duanmumu. She nodded, acquiescing to Leng Anteng's statement, and then explained, "Someone pushed me just now, and it was Xiao Teng who saved me."
She told the truth, but Leng Anyen didn't seem to believe it. He raised his eyebrows lightly and sarcastic words came out of his lips, "Push you? Duanmumu, your reason is too lame."
Duanmumu choked on his words and couldn't answer, so he heard Lan Yiran, who was following him, say again, "Since you said someone pushed you, where was that person?"
This was just another click on Duanmumu's Achilles' heel. Duanmumu knew that she just wanted to see his joke.
Anyway, she was already used to it. She smiled sadly and said, "Since no one believes what I said, let's forget it. Just think that I jumped in because I was hot-headed?" After saying that, she pulled away from Leng Anyen.
Go back to your room.
Leng Anyen looked at her back, and couldn't explain what he felt in his heart. He looked back and was about to say something, but unexpectedly saw Leng Iteng staring blankly in the direction Duanmumu left. At that moment, Leng Andeng's eyes
The expression he showed was completely unlike that of a child.
How could this happen? Is it his imagination?
"Xiao Teng," Leng Anyen whispered nervously.
"Brother," Leng Anteng looked back, showing his usual gentle smile, "Sister was so scary just now."
With a childish voice, even those eyes were as clean as a child's. Leng Anyen looked at him intently for a few seconds, shaking his head in his mind at the hallucination he just had. He must be too suspicious, but when he came just now
, clearly seeing Leng Andeng approaching Duanmumu, he was even sure that if it had been a few seconds later, they might have actually kissed.
"Xiao Teng, I have something to ask you," Leng Anyen dragged Leng Andeng aside. Lan Yiran wanted to follow, but Leng Anyen stopped her with a look.
"How did my sister fall into the water?"
Leng Anteng shook his head and said, "She kept shouting, kept calling for help..."
Hearing the word "help", Leng Anyen's heart tightened. If Leng Andeng hadn't appeared, would this woman have drowned in the water?
"How did you rescue your sister?" Leng Anyen asked again.
"Pull and pull, I pulled and pulled, and I pulled my sister up... My sister seemed to be asleep. I blew air bubbles on her, and then she woke up," Leng Anteng said, with a proud smile on his lips.
Smile, as if to show off what a great thing you have done, "Brother, sister is so sweet."
The last sentence made Leng Anyen blush, and grabbed Leng Andeng's arm, "Did you kiss her?"
Leng An Teng shook his head repeatedly in fear and shouted, "It hurts, it hurts!" He finally took it.
Leng Anyen's strength was too strong and it hurt him.
No wonder Leng Anyen acted as if he wanted to kiss her. It turned out to be artificial respiration. This realization made Leng Anyen feel more comfortable, but when he thought that her lips had been touched by others, even Leng Andeng, who had only a ten-year-old intelligence, he
I don’t think it’s possible either.
"Do you know that you are not allowed to touch her again from now on?" Leng Anyen's voice became heavier and contained a warning.
Leng An Teng nodded aggrievedly and added, "But if you blow on your sister, she won't die."
"Even if you are blowing air, I still have to blow it," Leng Anyen pulled open his collar and felt stuffy and hot. When he met Leng Andeng's puzzled and innocent eyes, he reminded him, "Because my sister is
My wife, only I can touch her!"
Duanmumu ran back to the room and took a hot bath to get rid of the coldness of falling into the water. But as soon as he opened the bathroom door, he saw the man sitting on the sofa and stopped immediately.
Leng Anyen looked over when he heard the sound, and saw that she was still unmoving, and frowned, "You can have an affair with your brother-in-law, but you don't want to see your husband. Wife, you always come up with new tricks, which amaze me."
.
He is looking for trouble again!
Duanmumu wiped his hair and walked to the dressing table, "Whatever you say, after all, he who cleans himself will clean himself."
The mirror showed her fresh appearance after bathing. She was probably frightened by falling into the water. Her skin was white tonight, but her lips were red. Thinking of Leng An Teng's words about blowing bubbles on her
Bubbles, he felt that those red lips were particularly eye-catching.
He suddenly turned her body around, staring at her with his black glass eyes, as if he wanted to poke a hole in her body, "Does your so-called innocence also include kissing?"
Duanmumu was a little confused, then she felt his cool fingertips touching her lips, "Doesn't it feel good to kiss my brother-in-law?"
It turned out that they were talking about artificial respiration. Duanmumu felt angry and laughed at the same time, "Leng Anyen, you have a sense of control over your unreasonable actions, okay? That's called artificial respiration, not kissing."
"Really? I think it's almost the same. They have to be mouth to mouth anyway," his voice was light, but the strength of his hands was increasing, almost breaking her lips. The thought of someone else touching them
saliva, he goes crazy.
Duanmumu was sore from being rubbed by him, so she grabbed his hand, stood up suddenly, and shouted, "Is it called kissing if mouth to mouth?"
"Of course!" Leng Anyen nodded.
Duanmumu was driven crazy by him. When she almost drowned, he didn't show up. As a result, she was rescued, but she had to bear his blame?
It's so bullying and so unreasonable!
The consequence of having a congested brain is that she forgets to think. She raised her hand to hook his neck, and then pressed her lips to his. Didn't he not understand what kissing and artificial respiration were? Then she would teach him.
She pinched his mouth, put her soft lips against his, then blew into him twice and said, "This is called artificial respiration."
After saying that, she pressed her lips against his again, then stuck out her lilac uvula, pried open his lips with poor skills, squeezed in, hooked his, and teased...
After a few seconds, she let go of him and said angrily, "This is called kissing, do you understand?"
Leng Anyen was completely in a daze. He never expected that she would take the initiative to kiss him. This seemed to be the first time she took the initiative to kiss him between them. Although she touched him for a short time, she had that unique sweetness.
Alcohol is like a poppy, it becomes addictive once you touch it and makes you want more.
Seeing that he was silent and just looking at himself, Duanmumu rolled his eyes, "Thank you for being an expert in love, but you can't even tell the difference between a kiss and artificial respiration. It's really..."
Leng Anyen didn't let her finish her words at all, he lowered his head and kissed her lips, as fiercely as if he wanted to crush her lips.
How could he not be able to tell the difference between kissing and artificial respiration? But even if it was artificial respiration, he would not allow others to do it to her. He could only do it himself.
His big hand held the back of her head, his fingers penetrated her wet hair, and the tip of his tongue entered her mouth when she was slightly open, curling up her uvula and dancing.
In an instant, his breaths became entangled, and Duanmumu realized something was wrong, and struggled quickly, "Well...let me go, let go..."
Her tangled breathing and heavy panting made it impossible for her to complete a sentence, but instead it became more sensational and ambiguous.
Leng Anyen's love bath was suddenly aroused. With a pull of his hands, the large bathrobe slid down his shoulders, revealing his sexy collarbone and the white softness of his chest.
"Ah - no, it's cold..." The coolness shocked Duanmumu. Seeing her beauty leaking out, she reached out to pull it out in embarrassment, but he held her hands down and lifted her body up to sit down.
On the dressing table.
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Such teasing made Duanmumu's blood boil instantly, but her remaining consciousness reminded her not to do it.
"Let me go, Leng Anyen...stop, stop quickly..." She stopped with a gasp, but there was a sense of wanting to resist but to welcome him.
Leng Anyen, who had not touched a woman for a month, felt that the love bath in his body was like a volcano about to erupt. He could no longer suppress it. His big hands slid along the bathrobe and searched for the garden at the center of her legs.
The coolness on his fingertips shocked her, and Duanmumu immediately held it down, "No, you can't touch me."
Her refusal made him angry, and the scene of her kissing Su Huanan, Kang Yutuo, and even Leng Anteng flashed through his mind almost instantly.
Why can other men do it but not him?
Men are animals with a strong desire to conquer, especially a man like Leng Anyen who has always been aloof and no one dares to disobey him.
He looked at her, his dark eyes rolling with love, and he took a punishing breath on the red fruit on her chest. He said coldly, "Duanmumu, you see clearly, I am your man, there is nothing wrong with me.
"
As she said that, her fingers broke free from her oppression and dug deeper inside, "Don't you just want a man from the Leng family? You don't even dare to let go of a fool... Then you might as well follow me..."
The humiliating words extinguished her rising emotions. Duanmumu raised his hand and slapped her away, "Leng Anyen, you are shameless!"
This slap was unexpected. He looked at her and saw hatred flowing out of those black eyes...
"Leng Anyen, you kept saying that you were my man, but why didn't you remember these words when you held someone else's hand? Where were you when I fell into the water and asked for help?" He said sourly.
Her eyes couldn't help but overflow. She raised her head slightly to prevent the fragile tears from falling, "Do you know? In my heart, you are really worse than a fool. At least at the moment of my life and death, he will reach out to me."
Speaking of this, Duanmumu felt as if his heart had been immersed in bitter water, and even breathing was almost painful, "Leng Anyen, I'm really tired of living like this, let's separate!"
"That's enough!" Leng Anyen couldn't listen anymore. Her every word of accusation was like a boulder thrown into the mountain stream, and the echoes made him unable to argue, but it also made him extremely frightened, especially when he heard her say break up again.
"Having said all this, aren't you just trying to find a high-sounding reason to leave? But let me tell you, don't even think about it, don't even think about it!" he growled.
