Transmigration:Evil BOSS, bad to the core!

Mi you Ning swallows the sweet scented osmanthus cake in her mouth. Instead of Han Yun taking the initiative to deliver the cake to her mouth, she takes the initiative to catch up and take another bite.

Her action made Han Yun's eyes turn red.

He stares at mi you Ning and sees her swallow all the sweet scented osmanthus cakes.

Quickly bully the body and up, the body pressure to each other.

Soon, a warm cool, a soft warm paste together.

Two lips imprint each other, each mouth has the same sweet scented osmanthus cake fragrance.

Miyuning's eyes widened at first, and the beauty of them was incredible.

Then her eyes were full of these smiles. She didn't refuse. She even grabbed Han Yun's coarse cloth clothes with another hand that was not imprisoned.

Han Yun feels that his clothes are pulled by his little hand, and his nervous mood is scattered.

He released miyuning's other hand and put his hands around miyuning's waist.

I wish I could pick up the man and put him on the Kang not far away.

But at this time, he can't do anything.

Seeing that the man in his arms is out of breath, Han Yun's eyes gradually calm down.

His hands are still around her waist, but his lips are slowly leaving.

Heavy breathing, between the nose and breath are belong to the arms of the woman's fragrance.

Seduce, seduce, fascinate.

Miyuning can finally breathe and put his head on the man's broad shoulder to ease the lingering charm.

I didn't expect this man to have such... Skills.

She can't even carry it.

Raising his head, mi you Ning looks at Han Yun in front of him.

The man's handsome face has a scar.

She reached out and stroked slowly.

The bulging scar looks old.

It's about half a finger long.

Warm fingers in the face, Han Yun whole body tight, dense long eyelashes inadvertently tremble.

Feeling his hand resting on the scar, he quickly took his little hand.

Deep eyes stare at mi you Ning.

Trying to find a trace of disgust and other emotions in her face.

However, he did not find it.

The woman in front of her has a quiet and gentle face and a natural smile at the corner of her mouth.

There is a little spring in my eyes.

This is what he gave before, what he loved.

Han Yun heart a burst of fire - hot, but also all the emotions and their own reactions down.

His hand held her little hand, and the scar on his face stopped, and his lips opened, "aren't you afraid? Don't you hate it? "

Mi you Ning's smile deepened when he heard this.

She even broke away from his hand and put it on the scar on his face again. "Naturally, I'm not afraid and disgusted. In my eyes, if a man doesn't have a scar, he is not a real man.

Although her husband's scar looks conspicuous, she can't stop her own handsome and powerful. "

Say, mi you rather stand on tiptoe, lips lightly imprint on that scar.

This half finger long scar is really nothing in mi you Ning's eyes.

What she said was not a compliment.

Ya's confirmation is that Han Yun is more masculine, with cold and hard air and handsome appearance, as well as the momentum inadvertently sent out.

All show that this man is not ordinary, as well as his mystery.

After hearing mi you Ning's words, Han Yun tightly encircles her waist with both hands.

That strength, would like to rub her into his blood.

A low voice sounded, "is this really true?"

This is the first time that he has heard such comments from someone.

Whether they were former good brothers or subordinates, they avoided this problem.