Chapter 397 Then we die together (1/3)
Qiao Yimo wanted to get up and run away when he saw the car instinctively. She didn't believe that a cripple could catch up with her.
But the man has already seen her essence. When she got up, she threw her into the car like a kitten. The wheelchair blocked at the door drove uphill into the car automatically, blocking all of her. Retreat.
"Fu Sinian!" The woman snarled angrily, her cheeks flushed like a ripe apple.
The man closed the door of the car and chuckled evilly, "Are you stupid? I can't escape if I know that if I get angry, I'm so anxious."
Qiao Yimo almost vomited blood, anxious? Why does it sound like she can't wait
She stepped back slowly, her heart pounding, her eyes flickering nervously, "Are you sick? Your legs are still tossing like this."
"Come here." The man put his hands flat on the armrest, as if he was amused by her behavior, his concentrated and dark eyes stared at her closely, as if something was slowly overflowing.
Qiao Yimo looked at his sexy and handsome face, glanced down unconsciously, and saw that his *** tent had not gone down yet, and his face instantly became hotter, swallowing saliva, and kept shaking. Scratching his head, "Don't go, Fu, Fu... Fu Sinian, I will be filming in the afternoon..."
In broad daylight, she would have no face to see people when she went out.
Besides, she hasn't promised to reconcile with him, how could she surrender easily.
Yes, I would rather die than surrender than be beautiful
Confused by color.
Yubai's teeth bit her lower lip lightly, a trace of firmness flashed through the bottom of her eyes, and then she rolled her face fiercely without looking at him.
It's just that she doesn't seem to know that she is a lamb to be slaughtered at this time, and every move is igniting the man.
Looking at her, Fu Sinian's breathing became heavier and deeper, and the depths of his black eyes became more and more hot.
He manually turned the wheel and approached silently, his apple tumbling heavily, and a hoarse voice rang in her ears, "Momo, but I want to..."
boom!
The woman's head was instantly congested and her breathing was choked.
Mo... Mo...
He always called her by first name and last name...
Her cheeks were red like a tomato, and she looked a little dazed, looking very attractive.
"Well… "
She pursed her red lips, and asked dullly, "Have you done this with Gu Yao?"
"Then you can ask about it."
The woman gritted her teeth and said, "Fu Sinian, you bastard!"
"Heh..." The man laughed and kissed her on the bridge of the nose. "Are you going to curse anything other than these?"
Qiao Yimo was angry, and a flash of embarrassment flashed under his eyes, and his eyes suddenly trembled. He stretched out his hand and stroked it gently, and muttered, "Fu Sinian, you said that if I died in the fire, would you remember me? lifetime?"
The man’s deep black eyes became thick in an instant, and he said coldly: “Don’t be delusional, I will not remember a dead person for a lifetime, you must die behind me
Or die with me. "
The good atmosphere was completely extinguished by his words. Qiao Yimo raised his face unwillingly and cursed, "Can I survive your scourge?"
"Then die together."
"what… "
…
A few minutes later, the bathroom door was opened, and a figure appeared inside, wearing a nightgown.
He moved lazily to wipe the dripping drops of water on the hair, he swept across the exposed sex between the woman's legs, and gently raised his lips, his voice was soft and pleasant, "Awake?"
The tied woman trembled her eyelashes, slowly opened her eyes, her pretty face was pale, her gaze flicked over the figure in front of her, without any emotions, like a soulless machine, she smiled coldly, "If it's over, let go I."
"End?" The man raised his eyebrows, dropped the towel, and walked to the head of the bed barefoot, his fingertips gently slid forward on her skin along her legs, smiling wickedly, "Gu Yao, but it hasn't been for three years. Touching you, you forget my habits? This is just the beginning."
A woman sees this beautiful and rare face clearly, even if she has known each other for more than 20 years, even if she has been tortured by him like this for years, she still feels sick and nauseous, and the disgust in her eyes makes no secret, "You still In this mood? Do you think he can easily let you go?"
The man pursed his lips and smiled, "Are you worried about me, or do you want him to find me soon?"
"I wish you would die now." The woman gritted her teeth, her eyes full of disgust.
(End of this chapter)