Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 2629 Companion (44)

When the words fell, he swallowed her voice directly.

Under the fireworks, kiss.

An enlightened fool who doesn't even know what a kiss is.

Out of order, like a dog gnawing.

He was fierce and ruthless, forcing her to the wall.

She is short and has to bend over to kiss her.

He picked her up at once, held her with one hand, and pressed her against the wall.

Under the gorgeous and lively fireworks, in the noisy world, in the quiet alley.

Doing something blatantly indecent.

Throwing away all his identities, he is not a cold-hearted general, nor a younger brother who abides by the ancestral calendar. At this moment, he is just a bad man with evil intentions.

Pressing the young and beautiful little widow against the wall, kissing over and over again, as if they couldn't get enough.

Passionate and excited, as if he wanted to swallow her whole, he didn't know how to do it, he just followed his instinct.

The poor little widow, with her arms around his neck, couldn't hide, couldn't avoid it.

Pat him, unable to struggle.

The fireworks in the sky were so brilliant that the stars all over the sky lost their color.

A round of bright moon hangs high, quietly overlooking the prosperity of the world, with love.

I do not know how long it has been.

Fireworks finally burn out.

The whole world seemed to have quieted down, the stars revealed light, and the night swallowed the earth again.

The hustle and bustle of the road is still there, but there is no light in the deep alley.

Without light, nothing can be seen clearly.

I can't see the stones on the ground, the stone bricks on the wall, or the grass quietly growing in the corner.

With the faint light from the side of the road, only people at close range could be seen clearly—people with blushing faces and unsteady breathing.

The two let go, but not completely.

Her face was full of seductive redness, the charming peach blossoms were tearful, her dress was messy, and a few strands of her long hair were hanging down.

He looked like he had been molested miserably, with red lips, staring at him in embarrassment.

seems very angry.

Furious, it's a kitten with blown fur.

"rogue!"

She held back this sentence for a long time.

It's a pity that these words are completely harmless to a bad man who took advantage of him.

After piercing the window paper, he seemed completely skinless.

After taking a few breaths, he wrapped his long arms around her and hugged her again.

Hugging her tightly, he held her whole in his arms, feeling her soft body.

"I'll take charge."

In the dark alley, his hoarse voice was full of suppressed desire, unhurried.

It seems that everything has been planned long ago, molesting her, and then, it is logical to be responsible.

"..." The bullied little widow patted him fiercely, "You hurt me just now!"

That seems to be the point of her anger.

It's okay to be indecent, but it still hurts her.

She was so spoiled in front of him that she would be unhappy even in the slightest pain.

The bad man paused.

In the next second, he seemed to laugh and hugged him even tighter.

"Sorry, I'll pay attention next time, okay?"

"..." She stopped talking, her face was sullen and her cheeks were red.

Although being confessed was expected, every time he took the initiative to confess to her, she would be very happy.

He was so happy that he could ignore his rustiness and recklessness at the beginning.

After all, it is a piece of wood that has just begun to understand, how can she expect him to understand it?

She raised her hands slowly and put them on his waist lightly, a little awkwardly.

"Remember to be gentle."

"it is good."

"Don't be fierce."

"it is good."

"Be very gentle, very gentle."

"it is good."

He is always available.

(End of this chapter)