Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Li Qinghuan came back from a trance, "cold dust, what do you want to do?"

A panic swept over in an instant.

Ye Hanchen directly took her back to her bedroom and kicked the door back.

The body was heavily thrown on the bed and bounced twice. Before Li Qinghuan could react, ye Hanchen's heavy body was pressed down.

The kisses fell like raindrops.

Li Qinghuan was resisting all over. She kept twisting her head, resisting, resisting his closeness

"No, cold dust... No..."

The man turned a deaf ear and the hot kiss gradually moved down and landed on her clavicle.

Toss around and chew gently.

Li Qinghuan felt the danger coming. She rubbed her hands carelessly and caught a mobile phone. She suddenly hit ye Hanchen's head.

For a moment, the air seemed to be still.

Even time has solidified.

On ye Hanchen's forehead, scarlet blood meanders down and crawls all over his face.

He didn't move, propped his body above her, and looked at her coldly.

The familiar eyes clearly hid the surging dark tide, but she didn't know half of it.

"Cold dust, don't do this."

Li Qinghuan ran away from him in embarrassment. She quickly hid in the bathroom and locked the door.

Click, crisp lock.

Clearly introduced into ye Hanchen's ears, he hooked his lips and smiled coldly.

Li Qinghuan, hiding in the bathroom, turned on the tap and kept cleaning his face.

Just now, the temperature of Ye Hanchen's kiss seems to remain on the skin.

I can't wipe it off. I can't wash it off.

She looked up, water drops fell down on her wet face, raised her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror.

She hissed coldly.

…………

Mu's official residence.

Joan struggled to lift the drunk man up and let him lean against her arms.

With Jiejiu soup in one hand and his jaw in the other, he forced him to open his mouth, "big watermelon, if you don't obey, I'll beat you!"

Joan threatened the unconscious mujingxi with a vicious voice, "if you don't obey me in the future, I'll pick you up and let you run naked in the park!"

In the face of Mu Jingxi, who was harmless, Joan found that more evil interests emerged from the bottom of her heart.

Holding the hand of Jiejiu soup, he leaned to his lips, "first, open your mouth and drink the Jiejiu soup. Otherwise, I'll pick you up now and let Li Qinghuan do it to you. "

The man seemed very uncomfortable. He snorted stiffly, twisted the beginning, and leaned against her warm neck.

The hot breath sprayed on her delicate skin and brought a small current.

Joan was overwhelmed and crisped. She trembled all over and hurriedly pushed away the man leaning against her. "Shit, you don't forget to eat tofu when you're drunk."

However, just as her voice fell, Mu Jingxi... Vomited.

Threw up Joanne.

Stiff.

Shocked.

I can't believe it!

Until the sour smell came straight, Joan collapsed and shouted, "Mu Jingxi, you son of a bitch! I'll kill you! "

Hearing the news, the servant hurriedly pushed the door in, and was at a loss when he saw the scene in front of him, "Miss Qiao... This...?"

Joanne turned her head and wanted to cry without tears. "Come and save me... It's dirty."

There was a riot of war.

Joan was finally rescued by the maid. In the bathroom, Joan wanted to wash off the skin stained with vomit.