The daughter is poisonous: The Boss' runaway bride

Chapter 71
"The sound of your piano makes me feel that as long as you are willing, you can hold the throat of fate." Not only his, but also hers, and the throat of fate of those he is willing to control.

Whether it is a blessing or a curse, is it all in his mind?
Then what can she do?
The color of his eyes gradually darkened, as dark as the dense night sky, which could not be melted or blown away.

The color of his eyes gradually lightened, the hostility between his brows was light and thin, and his smile spread, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

Ha, it turns out that this man can also laugh, and he is so good-looking and warm.

It just depends on his state of mind.

He pressed the sound switch with him, and the melodious and warm melody echoed in the huge piano room, surrounding them, entwining them little by little, getting closer and closer.

He approached her, snatched her bowl, put it on the flower table beside him, then gently held her hand with one hand, and put the other on her tight waist, with a little force, she fell down. into his arms.

So light and slender, hugging it full, he is still not satisfied, and still feels empty.

"Can I ask you to dance?" His voice was low and charming, and his extreme sexiness was like an intoxicating spring breeze stirring up her auditory nerves, like the most beautiful notes, hitting her heart little by little.

She just smiled, with a girl's unique youthfulness and immaturity, but also her unique beauty and elegance.

The sound of the piano is also intoxicating, and the dance steps are also intoxicating, but what can really intoxicate them is the spontaneous love.

The few people outside the window had been fascinated by it for a long time, and someone wiped away tears, "It's so beautiful, so beautiful."

"Our young master Da Bingshan finally has love."

"It's so eye-catching, I'm going to be jealous."

"If the old man knows, he will be happy."

"It's strange. It's wrong that Miss Ye and our young master are not in the same household. It's strange that the master agrees."

"Oh, then we have to keep it a secret for the young master, lest the old man find out and cause trouble."

"That's right, it's better for the young master to decide for himself."

The two people in the piano room danced lightly with the extension of the music. He led her like a fluttering butterfly or a flying swallow. The two showed an amazing tacit understanding and harmony.

At the end of the song, the two of them were immersed in the dance just now and didn't come back to their senses for a while. He stared at her deeply, not knowing what day or night, she raised her head, her big black eyes were misty, and her ruddy Lips taste as tempting as a cherry.

He was true to his heart, kissed without hesitation, and then kissed deeply.

This time, he was not as domineering as before, but gentle and tentative, showing that he touched the corner of her lips lightly, and then slowly outlined the shape of her lips with the tip of his tongue.

Delicate and soft, with a seductive allure, and the rich aroma of bone broth, it is a unique kiss.He smiled inwardly, obeying his own will, and then deepened the kiss.

He held the back of her head with one hand, inserted his slender fingers into her thick long hair, and wrapped his arms around her waist with a hint of coolness and smoothness.

His kiss was gentle and affectionate, still carrying the dominance and strength that made her irresistible, and made her lose all reason, so she could only stand on tiptoe, raise her head, and accept his favor.

(End of this chapter)