Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 132 Is He Bewitched?

Wei Xuan nodded clearly, "Same power as you."

"You!" Song Zhiwei still wanted to pinch him, but at this moment the elevator stopped and someone came in, so she had no choice but to withdraw her hand.

When we got downstairs, Song Zhiwei asked, "Did you take a taxi?"

"Drive." Wei Xuan changed his answer while pulling her to a side alley.

Because Song Zhiwei didn't have a parking space, and it wasn't easy to park near her house, Wei Xuan parked the car in an alley one street away.

At this point, it was already the time when the lights of Wanjia were on, and there were only the two pedestrians in the alley besides the parked cars.

Under the tall and shady sycamore trees, street lamps are dotted among them, casting dim light and shadow, making the backs of the two people long.

Hearing the sound of empty footsteps, Song Zhiwei couldn't help but say, "It's quite scary to walk here alone at night."

After hearing her words, Wei Xuan subconsciously held her hand tighter.

Walking to his vehicle and following him into the car, Song Zhiwei asked, "How is your mother? Is she feeling better?"

Wei Xuan nodded, and started the vehicle without turning on the lights, just for air exchange.

Song Zhiwei asked again: "What about your mental condition? Do you have an appetite for food?"

Wei Xuan nodded again, he thought for a few seconds, and added: "It's the same as a healthy person."

Song Zhiwei narrowed her eyes immediately and asked, "Does Ye Jiaqi often go to your house?"

Wei Xuan knew what she was thinking, but didn't deny it, "Yeah."

Song Zhiwei curled her lips in dissatisfaction, and said, "Your mother is deliberately creating opportunities for you, telling you to stay at home every day and not allowing me to see you, and then ask Ye Jiaqi to take care of her and have a long-term relationship with you by the way."

Wei Xuan stared into her eyes, did not answer directly, but asked her: "Do you think it is feasible?"

He has made his position clear.

Song Zhiwei's mood immediately improved, but she deliberately said with a straight face: "You should ask your mother about this. Also, you should find a chance to make it clear to Ye Jiaqi, don't give her wrong illusions, and delay others gone."

Wei Xuan said, "It's easier to talk between you."

Song Zhiwei glared at him, "She and I are superficially friends anyway, how can I say that, isn't that tearing face?"

She wouldn't do such a thankless thing.

So, she stared at Wei Xuan and warned: "Don't let me be 'cannon fodder', you should pay off the romantic debt you caused."

Wei Xuan's expression suddenly sank, what is the romantic debt he provoked?All the things are done by these women, okay?

But let him say, maybe Jiaqi can completely give up.

So, he no longer shirked, and nodded.

Song Zhiwei finally showed a smile, stretched out her hand and pinched Wei Xuan's cheek, and said with a smile: "That's good."

obedient?Did she really coax him like a child?

His black eyes sank instantly, and Wei Xuan "fished" her over as soon as he stretched out his hand, letting her sit on his lap.

Wei Xuan has long legs, so there is already a lot of space in the driver's seat. Song Zhiwei's body is not crowded except that his head is a little bit on his lap.

His hot palm pressed tightly against her back, and the breath like volcanic lava sprayed on her delicate face, instantly making Song Zhiwei's heart beat faster.

Pushing his shoulder, she gave him a shy look, "What are you doing?"

Wei Xuan didn't answer her, but the gaze he stared at her became hotter and hotter.

Today she combed a simple ponytail and wore a light green floral skirt, looking as pure as a student.

Perhaps because of staying indoors all year round, her skin is white and thin as if she had been powdered. Her small palmed face has a little baby fat on it. Coupled with her big eyes and small mouth, she looks like a delicate doll.

Of course, Song Zhiwei, who often stays up late, still has some dark circles under her eyes, but Xi Shi is in the eye of the beholder, and Wei Xuan automatically ignores those little blemishes.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" Song Zhiwei was a little embarrassed by his look, deliberately puffed up her cheeks, and stared at him, "Do you think I'm getting more and more beautiful?"

Unexpectedly, Wei Xuan, who never knew sweet words, nodded his head.

Song Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, thinking of what he said in front of her mother, she couldn't help reaching out to his forehead, and asked in surprise, "Are you bewitched?"

Wei Xuan's face immediately darkened, this woman, no warm atmosphere could last for three seconds.

So, he no longer used eyes to communicate, but changed to direct actions.

The big palm clasped the back of her head, and he covered her in an instant.

Song Zhiwei fought twice symbolically, and then put her arms around his neck naturally.

I haven't seen him for more than half a month, and she misses him very much.

Then the atmosphere suddenly changed, becoming warm and eager.

For a while, only the sound of "chirp" could be heard in the quiet space.

But men are always not easy to be satisfied. While tasting her sweet little mouth, he quietly fumbled for the zipper on the back of her skirt, and when she was unconsciously kissed, he pulled the zipper down all at once.

With a sound of "tearing", Song Zhiwei woke up immediately, she wanted to get away from his lap, but Wei Xuan held her head tighter one step ahead of her, trapping her forcefully.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

His series of actions made her feel weak all over, her mind was dizzy, and she was about to lose her ability to think.

When he kissed the small mouth enough and continued to move to other parts, Song Zhiwei reminded out of breath: "Someone will come over at any time, and they will see it."

The woman he liked sat on his lap, and the man's breath became more and more jealous. He grabbed her a little rudely, and comforted her: "The car film is very deep, so you can't see it from the outside."

And this point is for people returning home from get off work. There are already cars parked around him, even if someone drives by, they will not stop.

Song Zhiwei hurriedly bit her lower lip to stop the scream that was almost overflowing.

Wei Xuan's words did not reassure her, because she was always worried that someone would come, and her body became more sensitive.

She blushed and said, "Next time—"

However, before she could finish her sentence, her scalp went numb because of his sudden movement, and she quickly covered her small mouth.

Looking at the wriggling black head, Song Zhiwei felt like crying.

Did this man lack "maternal love" since he was a child? Why does he love that part so much?

No, it's too hard, she feels like her skin is going to melt away, it's so uncomfortable, but it's so comfortable——

She couldn't help but move.

(End of this chapter)