She is the most beautiful rose

Chapter 212 Don’t hate me

Shen Manzhi was shocked by his three words and found them ridiculous.

You are more powerful than a man who has played seven times a day.

She stretched out her hand to push him away and said coldly, "No."

But Qin Yanfeng didn't step back this time. His palm fell on her slim waist, and the other hand touched her leg. He bent his knees against the wall and lifted her up.

"Qin Yanfeng!"

The strength he held on his legs was weak, and Shen Man had no choice but to hold on to his arms to prevent him from hanging in the air uncomfortably.

Seeing her anger on the verge of exploding, Qin Yanfeng silently pulled his lips and walked closer to the wall until Shen Manzhi's back was pressed against it and their abdomens were closer to each other.

This posture of being picked up with his legs wrapped around his waist made Shen Manzhi half a head taller than him.

Such an ambiguous posture was so erotic. With her ability, she could fold her long legs behind his waist, clasp his neck and lean forward to subdue him to the ground and escape easily.

Her earlobes were stained pink, but she just said in a stern voice, "Can you still force me?"

The thick ink finally melted away from Qin Yanfeng's eyes, and his suspicion was confirmed once again, silently releasing the monster in his heart.

He raised his head and kissed her slightly pursed lips, gently and calmly, "No."

Reluctant.

After all, there was no delay in carrying the person to the bedroom.

The cats and dogs were left in the living room, and the master bedroom had thick curtains drawn and only dim light.

Qin Yanfeng hugged him and sat on the sofa, while Shen Manzhi knelt down beside him.

This pose again.

It reminded her of the time she was held and bullied by him like this at Qin's house when she asked about the photo.

fraud.

She blinked, stabilized her figure, raised her eyebrows and responded calmly, "Then what are you doing?"

Her knees sank into the soft sofa, and the hand on her waist led her forward. Shen Manzhi's body stiffened for a moment.

"Don't be nervous," Qin Yanfeng could observe her expression carefully and pulled her closer to her on the sofa, "I mean to fulfill my obligation...to please my wife."

He almost whispered the last four words into Shen Manzhi's ear, and his low, sexy voice penetrated the eardrum and caused a slight shiver.

"you"

The words Shen Manzhi just spilled changed his tone, and the fingertips clinging to the man's shoulders tightened and turned white.

"You didn't wash your hands!"

Qin Yanfeng raised his eyes innocently and said, "Wash."

I washed it when I went to the kitchen refrigerator to get water.

Bend your two fingers slightly and grind them slowly against one place.

He was determined to win, and he would not give her a chance to escape.

She couldn't help but want to get up and break away from this deliberate torture, but her waist was pinched so hard that she no longer allowed any resistance.

His body was made weak, and Shen Manzhi's ferocious expression weakened a bit, making him look charming and seductive.

"Obviously you want it!"

He gave in gently, "Yes, I want it."

He pressed her into his arms and kissed her white swan neck, avoiding her vital points and leaving deep and heavy kisses.

Lifting the thin shirt, covering it softly, dragging the person step by step into this joy, making her happy.

In fact, he didn't want to do it so early, but she always disappeared from him too easily, so he just wanted to catch a trace of his thoughts and keep her more.

She had to leave anyway, so it was okay to be hated.

Shen Manzhi was lost for a moment, lowered his head and bit Qin Yanfeng's neck, leaving a circle of teeth marks.

The man caressed her smooth back and couldn't help but react, but he only delayed her pleasure slowly and did not make any more extreme movements.

The soft moans gradually disappeared, and the body was left in a mess, and it was silent for a long time.

When Shen Manzhi saw Wei Song's strong possession of Jingmo a few days ago, he thought that Qin Yanfeng would never force her.

sloppy.

While breathing, she saw the smiling desire in Qin Yanfeng's eyes. She was stunned for a moment and bit her lip, "Hypocrite..."

"I've said it before, I'm not as gentleman as you think. Everyone has desires, let alone men."

"So this is what you men's so-called pursuit is all about in the end?"

He was calm and composed, with a gentle tone, "Sex is just a way for people to express their feelings using their most primitive instincts. Sometimes words cannot express feelings, but sex can." Shen Manzhi looked away from his fiery eyes, "...Nonsense."

He smiled lightly and said, "When you are deeply in love, let nature take its course. Doesn't your wife understand this principle?"

"I really don't understand you."

"It's unfair," he held her hand and put it to his mouth, staring at it piously, "I didn't understand it originally, I just learned it now."

"..."

The thing under him was very responsive. Shen Manzhi wanted to move away from him, but as soon as he moved a little further, he was so shocked by the change that he didn't dare to move anymore.

Her eyes were soaked with water, her long eyelashes were sticky, and she was controlled deeply by lust, but he was fully clothed and calm, even if the terrifying reaction under her body was about to suffocate her, he remained unmoved.

Very unhappy.

She glanced down, then quickly took it back. At this moment, she didn't forget to go against him, and said sarcastically, "You're just trying to be pretentious, aren't you?"

Qin Yanfeng gathered her long and messy hair behind her back and rubbed the sweat on her chin before speaking quietly, "I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Manzhi stood up and sneered, "Why, you can't make excuses for yourself eight times?"

"Ah."

Falling into his trap again.

Qin Yanfeng was amused, and the hand that had not been taken away began to deliberately mess up. He was a normal man who had eaten meat, and he naturally had many ways to please her at his fingertips.

The woman's waist became slender again and was on the verge of collapse in his hands. The location moved from the sofa to the double bed. Her hands were circled and placed above her head. He leaned down and kissed her deeply.

"Shen Manzhi."

Caught in confusion, Shen Manzhi vaguely heard her own name, wrapped in stickiness, her kneeling movement was easily opened, and a broken voice spilled out of her throat.

When she was thrown high into the sky again, she thought that she shouldn't provoke him with such words.

His last words in her ear before staying awake.

"You can't hate me."

It's okay to be hated, it's better than her not caring about him.

Only by reviving the long-awaited body memory and lingering to death can this strong affection be relieved. After being ignored for too long and missing her for too long, the more I want to possess her completely.

Eight times is impossible.

Shen Manzhi couldn't stand it when his words really revealed it. No matter how flexible his body was or how special his constitution was, he couldn't bear such turbulent love.

He actually wanted to coax people into canceling the flight, and was kicked out of bed to give the little lion some water.

Shen Manzhi was picked up and pressed against Qin Yanfeng's chest to drink a large glass of water.

After being gentle, both of them were extremely quiet. Qin Yanfeng found her some clothes of his own, turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, and left the room.

Shen Manzhi looked at the ajar door and was silent for a while, then put on the white shirt Qin Yanfeng found for her.

As soon as he walked out of the room, he heard the sweet and sweet coquettish voice. Qin Yanfeng, who had already taken a shower and changed his clothes, was leaning in front of the French window, carelessly stroking his long hair.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned his gaze towards the window. The sunlight was reversed, and his facial features were in a halo of blur.

Shen Manzhi saw the loneliness and indifference all over his body.

"Get some rest. I'll take you to the airport after dinner in the evening."

She didn't reply, but went straight to the entrance, got her cell phone, and waved clothes over.

Qin Yanfeng watched her go back to the bedroom while talking on the phone, barefoot.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when the clothes were delivered.

He knocked on the door of the master bedroom, but Shen Manzhi didn't answer. The door was unlocked. He went in calmly, put his clothes beside the bed, and looked at the big ball wrapped in a thin blanket.

Why do you sleep like this?

He pulled down the quilt above Shen Manzhi's head, revealing a face flushed by the heat.

Being woken up, Shen Manzhi tilted his head and narrowed his eyes slightly at the tall man beside the bed.

Qin Yanfeng took half a step back and said, "It's five o'clock. Do you want to go back to Jingwei to pick up your luggage?"

Shen Manzhi raised his hand to his forehead and rubbed it, his voice was hoarse, "Yeah."

He turned to leave, leaving her room to change.

"Want to come with me?"

Qin Yanfeng's eyes flashed slightly, and his back stiffened for a moment, "...what?"

Naturally, Shen Manzhi would not say it a second time. She buried her head in the pillow and half-opened her eyes lazily and casually, "Forget it if you are too busy. Just pretend I didn't say it..."