Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

  I don’t know what kind of room this room is, it can be dark and there is no light in broad daylight. Lin Anxin didn't know if he closed the curtains or if there was no bay window in this room.

  In short, in her senses, there is darkness all around. She couldn't see exactly how big the room was, and she didn't even know the purpose of the room.

  Because of the familiar rosemary, her beating heart has relaxed. In this situation, she has a leisurely mind to look around, and her mind is even more imaginative...

   It looks like she took a peek at him when she finished the last scene and he disappeared.

  When did he come here?

  How do you know that she will pass by here?

  Does he know that she has the habit of coming here to remove her makeup every time she finishes filming?

  She was thinking about it, and suddenly the man pressing above her gave her a heavy bite on her neck.

   "Hiss—" Lin An took a painful breath, her beautiful face wrinkled together in an instant, and let out a dissatisfied growl, "What are you doing!"

  The breathing of the man above her became more stable, not as heavy and depressed as before. As if being comforted by her, but did not speak.

  He didn't talk, Lin Anxin also guessed why he bit himself just now!

  He must be watching her suddenly stop struggling, thinking she gave up resistance without recognizing him, sulking there.

  The bite of her neck still hurts a little bit. Although it is not particularly painful, it still bit out her anger.

  She started struggling again, and whispered at the man who could not see his face in the dark, "Let go of me!"

  "..."

  She twisted her clamped wrist, frowned, and said to the man above, "I know it's you, let go!~"

  "..."

  Lin Anxin couldn’t twist it for a long time, and was pressed by him on the sofa in an ambiguous posture. She finally couldn’t help it, and snorted the man’s name in a low voice, "Si Shen!"

  As soon as her voice fell, a soft, soft lips suddenly pressed against her, and she still hadn’t realized what was going on. The gentle man rubbed her lips for a while, and suddenly opened her lips and teeth as if she was a different person, and hooked her tongue to domineering possession...

   "Hmm." Lin Anxin was rarely kissed by him in such a strong position, and she was unaccustomed to resisting it.

  But her resistance is useless. The person who pressed her still deprived her of her senses inch by inch, attacking the city, absorbing the sweetness of her mouth...

  A kiss is like a raging fire, not his previous style at all. It was as if it was announcing something.

  Lin Anxin was forced to respond to his kiss, her breath was squeezed, and the air in her chest was also robbed by him a little bit, and she had to get closer to him to barely rely on the oxygen he breathed over.

  In the case of hypoxia in the brain, her willpower is fuzzy and it is not willpower at all. All the feelings are firmly controlled by him in the palm of his hand, and she can only be led by his nose.

   "Hmm..." The temperature in the room gradually increased, and there was an ambiguous breath in the air.

   Just before Lin Anxin’s chest was about to explode due to lack of oxygen, the man who kissed her finally let go of her compassionately.

  She was free, and she breathed fresh air for the first time.

  The ears are buzzing constantly, and the brain is blank...