Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

On the terrace, Yang Zhuoying took a mobile phone, snapped a photo of the Holy Light Cup, and then sent the photo.

Suddenly, a sexy and deep voice wafted to her ears, scaring her so much that she almost couldn't hold the holy light cup steady.

After frantically putting the holy light cup back on the small tea table, she turned her head and met a pair of eyes that shone with a charming light.

He Junlin approached her with graceful steps, and the bright lights shrouded him, as if a golden halo had been cast on his sculpted face, making him even more luxurious and compelling.

Yang Zhuoying's heart missed a beat, and she quickly looked away.

Ignoring what he said just now, I asked, "Where's Huan Yi?"

"Go to bed." He Junlin said in a magnetic voice, seeing her avoiding his gaze, his eyes darkened.

Is this woman shy?
Sensing his approach, she subconsciously took two steps back, her gaze was a little hot, which made her instinctively want to run away.

"I'll go and see Huanyi." As she said, she didn't forget to pick up the holy light cup, and was about to walk around him, when someone pulled her arm suddenly, and the next moment, she fell into a generous and warm embrace .

Yang Zhuoying raised her head and touched a pair of bottomless black eyes. She felt her heart pounding in her ears, her red lips were slightly parted, his handsome face was approaching, and her thin lips were pressed against hers.
"asshole!"

The next moment, Yang Zhuoying pushed him away in embarrassment and annoyance, this man took advantage of her again, did he really think she was easy to bully?

She was about to slap him with a raised hand, but he quickly grabbed her little hand, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his beautiful mouth, which was inexplicably dangerous.

"You got this holy light cup in my name, and I'm just asking for the reward I deserve. What's wrong with that?"

Yang Zhuoying's pupils shrank suddenly, he knew that everything she did today was for this holy light cup?

He Junlin was just guessing at first, but now that he saw her reaction, he was sure of it.

"I didn't." Yang Zhuoying subconsciously denied it, and He Junlin approached her with a handsome face, "It's nothing, huh?"

There was a hint of sweet wine in his breath, and the strong smell of wine sprayed on her cheeks, almost making her drunk too, she instinctively wanted to push him away, he stretched out his arms, and stretched out her petite body Hold her tight so she can't move.

"He Junlin, let me go." Yang Zhuoying shouted in a hoarse voice.

Her son was next door and she didn't want to wake him up.

He Junlin smiled in a low voice, lowered his eyes, admiring the charming little face in front of him that was blush because of anger, the light on the wall fell on her face, a pair of bright and watery eyes, shining through With anger, bright red and seductive red lips, like a sweet fruit, makes people unforgettable once tasted.

With his status and status, no matter how beautiful and attractive a woman is, he has it at his fingertips, but he has never been tempted. However, this woman who is as thorny as a rose in front of him makes him reluctant to let go, wishing to keep hugging her like this.
Yang Zhuoying tried hard to break free from his restraint, but she didn't move at all, her pretty face flushed with anger, "He Junlin, if you don't let me go, I'll yell."

The two were too close, and she could feel the reaction of his body. The hot part made her feel a little helpless, and her heart was beating wildly.

rogue!

"When Dad asked us to hold a wedding, did you want to refuse?" He Junlin looked straight into her eyes, and the ambiguous atmosphere of the previous moment dissipated immediately when he asked this sentence.

Yang Zhuoying froze, feeling that the reason for his abnormality should be related to this problem.

"I"

"You gave Dad the holy light cup, isn't it because I want to curry favor with him, so that he doesn't object to us being together? If that's the case, why did you refuse to hold the wedding?" He Junlin looked straight into her eyes, making it impossible for her to dodge.

Yang Zhuoying felt like being tied to a wooden frame and tortured. She wanted to escape, but was trapped in his arms, with nowhere to escape.

She could make up countless excuses to explain why she gave the Holy Light Cup to He Zhongtian, for example, it was just for what he liked, or she did it to make him treat Huanyi better, but He Junlin was too shrewd Those excuses couldn't stand up to scrutiny in front of him, but instead attracted his attention and made things develop in a direction that was not good for her.

Since there were countless explanations, she had no choice but to remain silent.

Seeing that she was silent, He Junlin's eyes flickered, and he pressed the back of her head with one hand. When she realized what he wanted to do, his breath had already been swallowed by him, and the breath of the two intertwined, arousing her emotion.

Yang Zhuoying instinctively knew that she wanted to push this man away, but she didn't know whether she was drunk by the smell of alcohol in the air, or bewitched by this man's kiss, she didn't push him away immediately, but catered to him unknowingly. he.

Her head was blank, and the strength in her body seemed to be taken away by someone, and she leaned against him powerlessly.

Suddenly, a big palm moved from her waist to.
Yang Zhuoying trembled, and she woke up in an instant, bit his lip like a furry cat, and pushed him away angrily.

His lips were bitten unexpectedly, He Junlin narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were dangerous.

Not to be outdone, she stared back at him, don't think that she is really afraid of him, if my old lady doesn't show her power, do you really think she is a sick cat?

The eyes of the two collided with sparks in mid-air, and finally, he smiled lightly.

"It's okay if you don't want to now. One day, you will be willing to put on a wedding dress for me." After finishing speaking, he turned and left.

Watching his tall back disappearing outside the door, Yang Zhuoying leaned against the guardrail like a deflated ball, holding the Holy Light Cup tightly with both hands like a lifebuoy.

Too dangerous!

Just now she almost fell into He Junlin's kiss, this is not a good sign.

She rubbed her lips vigorously, the pain on her lips made her more awake, but the residual warmth left by him on her lips could not be wiped away
early morning.

Yang Zhuoying heard the knock on the door in a daze. She instinctively pulled the quilt over her head, just wanting to throw herself into Duke Zhou's arms again. The next second, she pulled the quilt away abruptly, looked at the time, and immediately sat up from the bed.

My son is going to school today on Monday.

She put on her pajamas indiscriminately, rushed to the door, opened the door, and saw one big and one small standing at the door.

Facing He Junlin's evil gaze, Yang Zhuoying lowered her head, and hurriedly tightened her skirt.

He glared at him fiercely, "Don't look down on impoliteness, hasn't the teacher taught you?" When his eyes fell on his son's face, his fierce expression instantly became gentle, "Huanyi, wait for Mommy for a while, Mommy will send you off." go to school."

"Okay, Daddy and I will go down and wait for you first." The little guy stood on tiptoe, asked her to lower her head, and slapped her hard on the face.

Yang Zhuoying also held the little guy's chubby face and kissed her. Just about to get up, He Junlin quickly came over and kissed her on the lips.

She immediately glared at him, and he smiled innocently and said, "Good morning kiss."

Who wants to kiss you good morning?Yang Zhuoying continued to stare, but she was worried about her son being by her side, and it was not easy to have a seizure.

"Hurry up, otherwise, we won't be waiting for you." Picking up his son, He Junlin grinned at her, turned and went downstairs.