084 Who are you
Halfway through, Ting'er said suddenly, "Speaking of which, Duan Tang seems to have a slightly different attitude towards our family Huanhuan, do you think it's because of Huanhuan?"
Du Hai was stunned, then shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be that Duan Tang's background is quite deep. Naturally, women have seen a lot of them, and their eyesight is high." That being said, Du Hai thought of Duan Tang. When I pulled Chu Huan away, I felt the kind of gaze that Chu Huan had in my heart.
Will it... Will it...
In this room, Du Hai guessed various possibilities in his mind. In that room, Xiao Moye lowered his eyes and said to Chu Huan, "Huan, my military cap is still in your room. Help me get it."
Chu Huan seemed to have received an amnesty, and hurriedly said, "Oh, you wait, I'll get it." As he said, he rushed back to the room.
As soon as she entered the room, she was considered to be greatly relieved, and the military cap was placed on the writing desk conspicuously. Chu Huan stepped forward, only when his fingers were put on the brim of the hat, she heard the sound of the door closing behind her.
Turning around abruptly, Xiao Moye's figure caught his eye.
Chu Huan picked up the military cap, reached out and handed it to Xiao Moye, "Here, your military cap."
However, he did not take the cap, but lowered his eyes lightly, as if thinking about something. The dark and deep eyes, half-hidden by the thick black eyelashes, seemed quiet, but inexplicably gave her a dangerous feeling.
"Why are you..." Her voice stopped abruptly with a "click".
He locked the room? She stared at the door lock in amazement, but before she could react, her body had already fallen towards the wall by a pull.
The military cap in her hand fell to the ground, and her back slammed into a side wall.
it hurts!
The two beautiful eyebrows almost frowned, "Xiao Moye, what are you doing?!" She straightened up, trying to push him away.
But as soon as his body moved, his two hands pressed her shoulders and pushed her against the wall again.
His fingers are almost like steel bars, so she can't even move them. He used his body to form the confinement of the space, pressing her in a narrow corner.
"Let go... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh In his violent kiss, the tip of his tongue took advantage of the chance to enter her half-open mouth, and he arbitrarily sucked on the lilac uvula that stirred her.
So frantic, so strong!
The tongue is uncontrollable, curled up with his tongue. She was forced to lift her chin, and withstood his snatch.
"Woo...Xiao...Well, you let it go...Open...Well..." Her hands desperately pushed him back, causing him a burst of irritation, and her teeth bit her lips hard.
She trembled in pain, his hand wrapped around his waist, making her body closer to his hard chest.
Compared to strength, she can't beat him, she's tougher, she can't beat him!
He was completely different from the intimacy he had for her in the room before. At this moment, he is like a beast that has been provoked with some aggressive characteristics, desperately trying to prove something.
When she was almost out of breath, his tongue withdrew from her mouth little by little, and the tip of his tongue gently licked the marks on her lips that he had bitten.
She gasped, feeling his lips move to her chin, neck... sucking her delicate skin tightly.
"It hurts." Her small face was almost wrinkled, and every kiss he made seemed to suck up her skin and flesh.
How painful is it? It hurts so much that she only feels numb in the place where he has kissed. The slightest pain is not a sharp pain, but it will be slow and boring!
He put marks on her body, her hand pressed against his chest, and the stiff military uniform cloth rubbed her palm.
Chu Huan yelled, slapped Xiao Moye's chest with his hand, but it didn't make any difference.
What to do? !
He seemed to kiss her so that she couldn't see anyone, as if the more she hurt, the happier he was.
The strength of her body was passing little by little, her body became softer and softer, and her feet almost couldn't stand. If it hadn't been for his arm to keep her waist, I'm afraid she would have been limp on the ground.
Outside the house, the doorbell suddenly rang, which restored Chu Huan's mind.
After twisting her body, she said with difficulty, "The doorbell... is ringing."
"So what?" He whispered, "Just let the doorbell ring."
She bit her lip, and a moment later, there was the sound of a door opening outside. Chu Huan guessed that Ting'er should have opened the door, so he said, "If you have something, let's talk about it, don't be like this, it hurts."
He only planted a "strawberry" on her neck last time and let her cover it for a long time. This time, he planted a bunch of them! And it's May now, how can anyone wear a high collar at this time!
He pinched her by the waist, his eyes darkened, "It's time to talk, let you know who you should be."
"What do you mean by this?" She muttered her lips that were kissed rosy, and her pink cheeks were blushing. The black round eyes were squeezed with a layer of water, which seemed to cry like anguish, but easily hooked. Live all his mind.
His joy is so charming!
Outside the door of the room, there was a knock on the door, "Huanhuan, are you inside? There is your courier."
The door was locked, Chu Huan instinctively wanted to open the door, but thought that the neck must be "horrible" now, so he immediately dispelled the idea, "Ting'er, you help me..."
Before she could finish her words, her mouth was covered by a big hand.
That was Xiao Moye's hand, with slender fingers and distinct joints.
"Aren't you going to sign for the courier in person?" As if he could see through her mind, his other hand rubbed the little hickey on her neck.
She glared at him, angrily, but when she saw him walking to the door to open the door, she quickly shook her head. Ting'er is outside the room now, let alone a courier outside.
Outside the room, Fang Ting'er's shout again sounded, "Huanhuan, what did you just say?"
Chu Huan gestured low and looked at Xiao Moye pitifully.
"Want me to let go?" He asked in a low voice.
She nodded like garlic.
He gently lifted his other free hand, and gently pushed the hair scattered on her cheeks behind her ears. His movements were extremely gentle, "Did you see Duan Tang now?" Even the voice was the same. Gentle, just the tone, but cold.