Duan Zhaoan's kiss was as domineering, cold and forceful as the person he was; Liang Feiran's lips were nibbling heavily between her lips and teeth... It was not at all like spring breeze and drizzle, it was light and shallow.
The aura of green bamboo that belonged to him was as violent as a violent wind, as if it was going to swallow her into her belly, leaving no trace of her bones.
Not just a domineering kiss, but also an indecent treatment that made Gu Chen... grit his teeth.
For Gu Chen, who only controlled everything in his own hands, this was undoubtedly the most embarrassing situation he had encountered in his entire life.
When his big hands pinched the chest that was still a green fruit... as if he wanted to pluck it off, the pain instantly rose from the heart and spread to the limbs at an electric speed. The pain was so intense that
Her subconscious reaction was to punch the asshole who was torturing her in the face.
Damn it! He always made a mistake this time. He bit her lower lip, as fierce as a Tibetan mastiff. Her shoulder speed was one side, and the fist she swung out only hit his shoulder.
That arrogant handsome face was just a stone's throw away, looking at his subjects with the supreme aloofness of a king lording over the world.
"Gu Chen, this is the pain I leave in your heart, remember! I am your only man!" He let go of her, and held her waist tightly with both hands, in the dim light of the street lights,
Eyes as dark as the sea looked at her calmly and said word by word: "Remember it carefully!"
Duan Zhaoan did it on purpose. He knew it was still a green fruit, but he chose to treat it in the most cruel way.
He wants her to remember tonight and the pain he left on her body. This is a mark that represents... he is her man!
As long as he thinks of this, Duan Zhaoan's heart will surge with excitement.
It was a holy land that had never been marked before, and he had already set foot there first. He was absolutely certain that the fruit must be red, swollen... or even blue.
But it doesn't matter, the left side of her chest is the closest to her heart. She will definitely remember the violence he left behind, remembering him as the first man to occupy her holy place.
It can be said that Duan Zhaoan's feudal nature is as stubborn as a stone. No matter what the external atmosphere is, he insists on being loyal to his partner.
Once you decide, it will be a lifelong matter, until death.
"Duan Zhao'an, you are really a madman!" Gu Chen did not struggle, and she did not want to struggle. She looked at him quietly with cold black eyes, as if looking at a stranger, "You are crazy, don't pull me down."
The stern and indifferent Duan Zhaoan gave a lazy and elegant smile, as faint as a flash in the pan, "I'm glad you discovered my true face." His fingers traced her lips, so tenderly, but he spoke cold words.
: "It's too late, Gu Chen. Even if I am shattered to pieces in this life, I will hold you with me."
The quiet and cool night breeze blew by. The two people standing by the car door looked at each other closely. It was not until Duan Zhaoan sighed softly that the stalemate was broken.
"You make me feel so helpless that I don't know what to do."
Gu Chenxu closed his eyes and said coldly: "You have done enough!"
"Not enough, these are just the surface." What he wanted was far more than that... the wound where his teeth accidentally touched his lip, Duan Zhaoan secretly thought: the feeling of lips and teeth interlocking is a bit too much.
Their lips were a little scary, dripping with blood, like vampires crawling out of ancient tombs.
The driver was obviously frightened by the violent farewell kiss between the two. He sat in the car blankly for a while without reacting.
