"Follow me!" Luo Xichen took her arm and without saying a word, went to a private room upstairs, pushed the door open and locked it.
"What are you doing?" Su Wanqing struggled to run away, "Sir, if you do such a boring thing again, I will yell at you!"
"You can shout, shout loudly, it doesn't matter if you shout hard." Luo Xichen pressed Su Wanqing against the door, with a layer of madness in his ice-blue eyes, and held her hand so hard.
"Wan Qing, why are you treating me like that, why are you ignoring me? You have been avoiding me for almost a week!" Luo Xichen put his forehead against hers and looked at her steadily, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.
Su Wanqing turned her head away and did not look into his eyes.
"You didn't answer my call. I went to wait for you downstairs in the dormitory but you didn't come out. I couldn't wait for you at the door of SRTWR Company. Wan Qing, can you please stop being so cruel to me?"
Luo Xichen's voice was almost begging. He was arrogant by nature and never lowered his head to anyone, not even his own father.
Su Wanqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, but finally she remained silent.
"Listen to me, the banquet where the parents of both parties met that day was not my original intention at all. It was my fault to make you suffer. You should punish me, but can you give me a chance to change my ways?"
"...I" Su Wanqing's voice was a little hoarse, and his words passed through her heart, nourishing her dry heart bit by bit.
"Can you give me a chance?" He held her face, his ice blue eyes even bloodshot, "Wan Qing?"
Su Wanqing lowered her head, struggling desperately in her heart as the torrent of sin surged.
When Luo Xichen saw that she was silent, he thought she had acquiesced. He lowered his head happily and kissed the lips that were like red wine that he thought about day and night with some eagerness.
His lips were hot, his tongue was wet, and there was a slight hint of alcohol. He kissed her fiercely and deeply, and the unique taste of men enveloped her and overwhelmed her.
"Ugh..." Su Wanqing felt that she was almost out of breath, and a suppressed moan came from her throat.
Her hands were still resisting, pushing him and compressing her chest heavily. Luo Xichen grabbed her small hand that was moving randomly with one hand, held it tightly, and kissed him deeper.
He eagerly invited her tongue to dance with him. He aggressively swept every part of her mouth, and held the back of her head with his other hand, kissing her deeply from top to bottom.
From the initial resistance to the subsequent passive acceptance, Su Wanqing's body gradually softened. She was completely lost in consciousness by his kiss, and the heat hit her body, forcing her to respond to his kiss like a man possessed.
enthusiasm.
As much as she resented him, she missed him and longed for him.
After a deep French kiss, both of them panted violently. Luo Xichen's lips still moved around her eyes, nose, cheeks, etc., kissing her lightly and quickly.
"Wan Qing, I miss you so much - can I touch you?"
Su Wanqing had been kissed to pieces by him, and her mind was dizzy. She could only see him in her eyes, and her nose was filled with his exclusive masculine smell. She felt that she had been bewitched by the man in front of her.
Yes, he nodded out of nowhere.
Luo Xichen received the permission, a layer of ecstasy filled her ice-blue eyes, her palms trembled with heat, and she began to trace her shape.
From the smooth forehead, to the curved eyebrows, to the hazy eyes, to the tall nose, then to the cheeks, lips, ears, caressing them one by one, going back and forth.