Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 190 Warm Her Heart

"What? Don't agree?" Feng Nuanyang looked at him with a gloomy face, smiled indifferently, and went to pull his hand.

That thick arm embraced her again, tightening it tightly, Ming Qianjue looked at her indifferent face, and said firmly: "I agree, but you are not allowed to find other men."

A flash of astonishment flashed in Feng Nuanyang's eyes, followed by thick sarcasm, she put her arms around his thick waist, and rested her head on his strong chest, "Uncle, don't worry, I know the rules of the game, Since you're not looking for other women, I'm not looking for other men either." She lived her life like this, anyway, she has money, and now a beautiful uncle is delivered to her door, which can be regarded as the seasoning of life.

Ming Qianjue watched her bury her head in his arms, feeling helpless in his heart, but he still had a chance, as long as he guarded her firmly this time, he wouldn't believe that he couldn't warm her heart.

Suddenly, he hooked her waist, bent slightly, and with all his strength, he picked her up horizontally and walked towards the inner room.

Feng Nuanyang panicked, and tightly hooked his neck. Looking at the big bed that was getting closer, her face turned pale, and she began to break free: "I don't want to be so fast!"

Ming Qianjue pressed her down, and put her gently on the bed. Feng Nuanyang looked up at the huge body blocking his eyes like a wall, and quickly shrank his neck in fear, and stepped back.

"Come here!" Ming Qianjue patted the bed, saw the girl huddled in the corner with her breasts in her arms, and raised her eyebrows: "Didn't you mean a lonely and empty partner? Could it be that my understanding is incorrect?" He didn't think of this The girl is so courageous to make such a shocking request, but fortunately, the object is him, if it is any other man, he will eat her.

Don't think that Feng Nuanyang can take it easy, she has never experienced it before, and she always feels regretful. She gives up on men, but she is not reconciled. She wants to be that chic woman who waved her sleeves without taking away a cloud, but when she really faced the stage, she She flinched, scared, and hugged her chest tightly, for fear that he would pounce on him.

"Too soon," she swallowed, looking at the man with a formidable body, and then at her small body, she found sadly that she made a stupid decision today. If this body were placed in modern times, Still a minor, she couldn't stand such a powerful man.

"Are you scared?" Ming Qianjue was very satisfied with her change of face. The bold words just now really hurt him, but fortunately, this girl was just talking hard.

A deep laugh came out of his throat, his face was very happy, his brows and eyes were slightly narrowed, the entire stiff outline softened, against the bright light in the room, it was extraordinarily vivid.

But in Feng Nuanyang's eyes, this appearance was just a mockery. Feng Nuanyang thought that he had pretended to be chic just now, and he couldn't admit defeat now, so he said stiffly: "You are afraid! This girl just thinks it's too fast. If you are not ready, you are not afraid.”

She stared back without showing weakness, but she saw the other party gritted her teeth: "Would you like to try and see if you are afraid or am I?"

Ming Qianjue knew that this girl was tough and soft, so she didn't argue with her, she just reached out to untie her clothes, and soon, a blue robe came off her body.

Feng Nuanyang panicked, and quickly gave up: "I'm joking with you, don't take it seriously, you're not afraid, and I'm not afraid either, I'm just not ready, a big man like you is not allowed to haggle with a little girl like me!"

(End of this chapter)