A grove deep in Jinyuan.
Hearing the roar of the tiger in the distance, the hidden guards looked suspicious, "Well, what's that sound?"
Eleven pondered: "It seems to be Slote..."
"Slote seems to be screaming miserably, what happened?"
"Did Miss Wanwan catch you?"
"Uh, that... that's too miserable..."
Everyone immediately looked at each other in blank dismay, their faces full of horror, "He didn't even let a tiger go...Jane...it's like a beast...worse..."
Poor Slote...
Hearing the roars one after another, a group of hidden guards hid in the shadows, trembling...
Be sure to hide! Don't... Don't let Miss Wanwan find it...
…
At the same time, Si Yehan was still confronting a man and a tiger in front of him.
Si Yehan: "Wanwan, let go of Slote."
Ye Wanwan didn't hear Si Yehan's words at all, and she had a great time patting the cat, "It's so soft and comfortable! Baby, you feel so good..."
Feel good…
Si Yehan's face became gloomy again in an instant, and his tone was slightly cold: "Wanwan, come here."
Ye Wanwan hugged Dabai and did not let go, "Don't! I want to be with Dabai! I want to sleep with Dabai!"
sleep together…
Si Yehan stared at the girl who was glued to Baihu's body like a baby, and the atmosphere around him became even colder.
However, Ye Wanwan still didn't notice anything, and was still immersed in the excitement of stroking the cat.
She has been thinking about touching Dabai for a long time, but now she is acting completely on instinct, how could she let go!
Si Yehan spoke again: "Wanwan, I will give you one last chance."
The wine became stronger and stronger, and Ye Wanwan's mind became more drowsy. Feeling that the voice next to her ear disturbed her, she looked dissatisfied at the figure under the shadow of the branches and leaves in a daze, " Who are you... very noisy... bothering me and Dabai..."
Si Yehan: "..."
A gust of night wind blows, rustling the leaves.
Ye Wanwan felt a little cold for no reason, and couldn't help shivering.
At this moment, the man who had been arguing with her in front of her slowly walked out of the shadow step by step...
Thus, the man's cold, unparalleled face, like a banished fairy, appeared under the moonlight little by little, and the background behind him seemed to be blurred into an ink painting...
The brows that are like smoke and mist, the high nose bridge, the eyes that are as cold as ice and snow, the thin and indifferent lips like peach blossoms in March, the cold eyes that look down on all living beings...
"..." Ye Wanwan stared blankly.
Si Yehan stopped five steps away from Ye Wanwan, and then, his slender, white fingers that were almost transparent touched his tightly tied neckline. With a slight movement of his fingers, with a "click", an obsidian was clasped between his fingers. untie...
first...
And then the second...
After the second one was untied, Si Yehan casually pulled the collar, revealing a small piece of bewitching collarbone...
The sense of abstinence just now turned into a completely different charm in an instant...
Ye Wanwan stared at the stunning beauty in front of her without blinking, her eyes wouldn't even roll.
The moment the third button was unbuttoned, Si Yehan raised his eyes. Under the night, the deep eyes glimmered like stars and moons, falling towards the girl. At the same time, his thin lips parted slightly, and he said again: "Come here."
"brush-"
The moment Si Yehan finished speaking, Ye Wanwan let go of the white tiger in her arms, stood up all of a sudden, and ran towards the beauty...