Fickle CEO

When he finished this, Lan Xi was shocked.

She had no time to digest his meaning. The touch of his thin lips on her face stimulated every inch of her skin. She was in a trance and subconsciously knew that Yan Mu ran had no real relationship with him. Everything was just a cover up. Too many things she didn't know impacted her mind.

The scalding tears were too late to recover. When his thin lips were rolling and raging to her lips, the familiar warmth and tyranny came upon her. The tears almost fell as soon as they were touched. The boiling hot tears spread all over her small face. She suddenly wanted to cry. It was that kind of thorough understanding of the sour feeling, and a kind of grief, a kind of grief that knew that he was struggling to survive in despair just like her 。

She really doesn't have that much control.

She would constantly guess, question, block herself in the dark room and torture herself until she was crazy.

Soft arms wrapped up, trembling, but tightly from behind to hold him, tiptoe around him, Lan Xi is still desperate and silent crying, hot tears crawling over her face.

"I'm sorry..." She said in a trembling voice, choking out, "I'm sorry, I don't know..."

She didn't know that she would misunderstand him like that.

Mu Yanchen embraces the trembling body in his arms, holds her waist with big hands, and kisses her lips with a deep breath. Her broken voice whines between his lips and teeth, and burns them like a flame with boiling tears. How could he not know how much pressure she has? Such a heavy and heavy sense of guilt had already made her sensitive and vulnerable.

He pinched her jaw and intruded into it at the moment when her teeth were forced to open, strangled her tongue, violently attacked the city, comforted her, and devoured her pain and fear.

"Don't stand here. It's too cold. Let's go to the car and say, eh?" Swallow all the astringency in her mouth, mu Yanchen finally released her ravaged lips, rubbed her hair and said in a hoarse voice.

Lan Xi is still sobbing and shaking his head.

"I'm not going home..." She really didn't want to go back.

Mu Yanchen stood still for a second. Then he pulled out a pale smile from the corner of his lips. After knowing what she meant, he took her tightly into his arms, tightened her waist and patted her back: "don't go back to Mu house It's back to me Don't be afraid, will you? "

The cold wind came and poured in from the cuff. Lan Xi shivered slightly. She subconsciously shrank into his arms, wrapped her arms around his neck and nodded wrongly.

***

instead of going home, I just lowered the seats in the car horizontally and leaned together to look at the night sky.

Lanxi was tired from crying. Her long eyelashes were wet with tears, and it was hard to stick it on her face. She moved gently, and her eyes touched the delicate button on mu Yanchen's chest. She felt a little unreal. She felt it and held the button in her palm.

She recalled what had happened tonight, and her face was covered with pain again.

Mu Yanchen was aware of her movement, deep eyes droop, let her grasp her button in the palm of her hand, touch her hair, hoarse way: "what's the matter?"

After a long time, Lan Xi made a dull voice I didn't mean to. "

Mu Yan Chen slightly frown, not quite clear what she said, bow down lower, thin lips gently stick to her bangs: "what?"

She raised her eyes, forehead hair slightly disordered, under a pair of clear eyes like water, she explained: "I didn't mean to scald her, my hand is weak, carrying soup suddenly turned over, I don't know how to return a responsibility."

Her eyes are full of sincerity.

Mu Yanchen just remembered those things on the table. He moved his body and held the small hand around his waist. He could see clearly that the back of her hand was also burned red, and the wrist was obviously soft. Her muscles and bones were slightly misplaced. She would feel pain when she moved slightly.

"How?" He has a deep frown.

Lanxi was too lazy to explain again, leaning back to his chest with a trace of dependence and sleepiness: "before the college entrance examination, I think it's impossible for me to pass the exam."

She's poor at sports.

"How many?"

"Long distance running, sprinting, shot put, long jump, and one forget what it is."

"Do you practice every day?"

"Well, what do you think? It's not easy to be a student -- "Lan Xi said with a soft pillow on his chest, pausing for a moment, as if he suddenly thought of something. His long eyelashes trembled twice." is it OK if we don't go home at night? What if we ask them

Mu Yanchen's eyes are deep, holding her wrist, gently rubbing the muscles and bones on her wrist to ease the swelling and bruise caused by frequent exertion of force there, ignoring her question: "I'll practice with you some other day, so I don't have to be afraid that I can't pass it."

Lan River suddenly stiff for a while, small face painfully wrinkling, gently rises to want to pull back the hand: "ache..."

Can you stop rubbing like that?

Mu Yanchen looks down and stares at her deeply. Her voice is soft and gentle: "knead the congestion and the blood will disperse faster. When you sit here first, I will buy some Yunnan Baiyao outside, and it will be good soon."His tone of seduction means strong enough, but did not expect Lan Xi or shake his head.

Take the wrist back, continue to dip into his waist, gently encircle him, dependence is full: "you don't go."

A burst of warmth in the chest, along with the heart, was as hot as iron.

The light in Mu Yanchen's eyes became scarlet. He got up and moved to hold her higher. His breath swept her forehead and lifted her face up.

"I'm not going to sit here all night with you? Or do you want to go back and do something else? " He asked hoarsely.

Lan Xi raises eyes, the grievance in the eyes is indistinct.

Gently turning to her face, she bit his finger and said in a soft voice, "can't you do it here?"

She had no idea how bold her simple words were.

Mu Yanchen's eyelids jumped fiercely!

She rubbed her smooth little tongue from his finger belly, which made him feel confused. The fire in his belly almost immediately started, burning his eyes even more red. She said, to do it here - does she really understand what she said?

Fingers out, gently but forcibly pulled her face, mu Yanchen asked in a low voice: "really?"

Lanxi's face was burning red, and she didn't know how to say those words. But when he asked, she was not so bold. Don't open a small face, but she was pulled back again. His breath was approaching. There was a place under her hip where she sat, and the strength of her hair, which made her scared.

She subconsciously supported the handle beside the seat, frowned and tried to move away from her buttocks: "brother..."

Mu Yanchen's big hand pulled her back and pressed her down. His handsome face was full of emotion. He bent down to her and breathed hoarsely: "how?"

Lanxi wants to cry without tears.

Bite lip, she trembles voice vomit a few words: "elder brother, you are light..."

Every time she did it with him, she would be so fierce and cruel that she could not bear to ask for mercy, which would only arouse her passion. She was afraid of that feeling and wanted to escape, but she was forced to sink together with him every time. This kind of feeling made her painful, like a quick feeling aroused in extreme pain.

Mu Yanchen's body suddenly became stiff.

The scarlet in her eyes is more serious, and her short words instantly ignited the fire. It is not only the soft voice that makes him out of control, but also her gentle "brother", which sounds to stir up people's desire for crime. Look, in the solemn dark night, reminds him that she is his biological sister. Such a sense of taboo is destroyed with lust.

Mu Yanchen was burning hot all over his body. He held his breath, and his eyes were cold and calm. He crossed her neck and gently kissed him. He said in a hoarse voice, "call again."

Lan Xi was stunned and didn't know what he wanted her to call. However, she felt that her big hand had taken off her close fitting jeans. She yelled to stop it. The finger belly with thin cocoon had already rubbed on her forbidden area, and she was forced to lose control in an instant.

“……” Lan Xi bit his lips and held his shoulders tightly.

"Call me brother." His cold voice poured into her eardrum, forcing orders.

"Brother..." She was frightened by the movement of the fingers, and she trembled and whispered.

Mu Yanchen will be their own shackles, in her exclamation retreat moment bow head block her lips.

"One more time, eh?" With scarlet eyes and sweat on his forehead, he gazed at her closely, his tongue against her, commanding dangerously.

Lanxi shivered all over his body. He wanted to look up and retreat, but he controlled him to death. He couldn't move at all. Suddenly, she was bitten hard on her lips. She was trembling with pain and her body was tightening up. The syllable he wanted to hear only made half of the sound, and the tip of his tongue was firmly seized!!

Remember exactly who is in possession of her at this moment.

Her warm tears came down again, and covered her whole face in the fierce collision. Mu Yanchen's action was more intense. He didn't know whether her tears were due to pain or sin, but he could not retreat.

she had been crushed by the chaotic reality and was about to collapse. If she was tortured, she would undoubtedly choose to retreat, but he would not Xu. Don't let her just give up.

The most difficult road he chose, even if he knelt down, he would finish it.

In such a long process, he would never allow her to release his hand first.