Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Shen Youran threw the phone on the table and wanted to go downstairs to pour a glass of water to drink. When he turned around, he saw Ji Jinchuan leaning against the door of the room.

He wore a white shirt, no tie, two buttons on the neckline, two **** collarbones vaguely visible, and deep eyes glowing warmly in the light, lazy and wild.

She froze a little, with a light smile on her lips, her eyebrows crooked like crescent moons: "Busy?"

Ji Jinchuan walked in front of her and looked down at her in the bright light. The hidden tolerance of her eyes was taken into his eyes.

He looked quietly and said, "Don't feel wronged. You used to be a person before, and you will have me in the future."

Shen Youran looked up at him with a small face, and the crystal lights on the ceiling refracted into her eyes, as if inlaid with star diamonds.

Looking at his gentle gaze, she sniffed her nose: "I just feel a little chill."

Ji Jinchuan's hot breath fell and his voice was low and sexy, with a shallow teasing smile: "If you were a little angry at the beginning, you were born as a son, maybe he will hold you in your hand and hurt you and become the heart of his life. treasure."

Shen Youran: "..."

She stared at her with wide eyes. How could he be so comforting? It was all about spreading salt on her wounds to pick up her long-scarred scars.

"But..." His finger lifted her delicate jaw, and a shallow kiss fell on her lips, which was exceptionally gentle, and her voice was soft and low: "Fortunately, God has long eyes, is a daughter, otherwise Where is my wife."

Shen Youran was originally in a low mood, and he could not help crying when he heard his words. This man really makes people love and hate.

She said slowly: "The whole city of A wants to marry your women, without me, there will be others."

Ji Jinchuan's pupil shrank slightly, staring at her crimson-colored lips as she spoke, her **** throat rolled, and she bowed her jaw to hold her lips.

A very short deep kiss, Shen Youran gasped, his head pressed down again, her hands pushed him against her chest: "Kiss again, you will have to take a cold shower again tonight."

His irritated eyes gradually spread, his eyes clear, with a little annoyance in his expression, gently touching her flat stomach, and a deep voice chewed carefully: "This guy is really hindering, don't know if you don't know it He is gone."

Her breath froze for a moment, staring at him deeply, saying one by one: "Will you still marry me?"

Under the light, the man's eyes were deep and quiet, and she looked at him like that, waiting for his answer.

The door of the room was knocked open, and Mom Wu came in with milk: "Young lady, it's time to rest after drinking milk."

Shen Youran took over the cup, the white face was more delicate and flawless under the lamp, and the eyes were shining, as if it would shine, and it was particularly charming: "Ma, Wu, thank you, you have to rest earlier."

After Wu Ma left, Ji Jinchuan went into the bathroom to take a shower, and Shen Youran stood in front of the window carrying milk. The night outside was hung high in the moonlight, and she seemed to be covered with a layer of tulle, and the hazy beauty was like an illusion.

After Ji Jinchuan came out of the bathroom, Shen Youran had fallen asleep. She was lying sideways, leaving half of her back for him.

He lifted the quilt and lay down, gently plucking her soft body into his arms, listening to her even breathing, and the man gently kissed her sideways, turning off the bedside The sleep lamp closed her eyes as she hugged her.