Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

As soon as he spoke, he covered his lips while she was unprepared, and the soft lips and dexterous wet tongue with the intoxicating fragrance fascinated him.

He has been thinking about this taste for more than three years, and there is not a night when he feels that something is missing, and now he realizes that it is her that is missing.

Wen Wan bit him, blood flowed between the bitten lips, he still held her head so tightly, pressed her arm and pressed her against the car door so that she could not move.

Glaring at his frowning brows and closed eyes, Wen Wan's heart seemed to be rolling waves that could not be calmed down. She still resisted, but she didn't bite him again, until her resistance was like raindrops, and his kisses surrounded her like ocean waves. Unknowingly, she melted into this fishy-sweet kiss that made her madly infatuated with it.

If time could be stopped, it would stop abruptly at this moment, how she wished that the short-lived dream would not have to wake up...

However, when he let go of her, full of reluctance to leave her small mouth, her first move was still to hit him.

Shen Moling grabbed her waving wrist, stared at her with extremely sharp eagle eyes so that she had nowhere to hide, and said in a deep voice almost pleading, "Don't leave me again."

Wen Wan was stunned for a moment, looking at his vortex-like pupils, desperately resisting and struggling not to be sucked in by him, wailing deep in her heart, why is this man so fascinating?

After all, rationality defeated selfish desires, she coldly pushed his firm chest, she could feel his tender warmth through the shirt, her heart beat faster quietly, her face was slightly red but indifferent and cold.

"I never stayed, so why leave? Shen Moling, if I didn't have the courage to face you three years ago, I can tell you clearly now that I don't love you, let alone you. I have a fiancé, you There is also a fiancée, we are not suitable at all, you stop stalking me, show some posture of your domineering president, don't give up on a girl, it's too low level, it's really a shame! "

Shen Moling pinched her jaw and looked into her eyes with an expression as if he was torturing a sinner, not missing a single bit of her expression.

"Are you challenging me? It's ridiculous. In my eyes, you are like an ant. I want to squeeze you to death without any effort. Do you think I am negotiating with you to pursue you? Wen Wan, from today I will Let you appreciate how dark my status in Kyoto is, and how easy it is to keep a lover like you in captivity!"

Wen Wan clenched her lower lip and glared at him, but her heart was uncertain.

She forgot that he was Shen Moling, a man who could make the whole earth tremble by stomping his feet.

But she still couldn't believe that he would really force herself.

"Shen Moling, what do you mean, come hard if you can't be soft? Forcing me to be your mistress? May I ask how hungry you are in that regard?" She mocked.

Shen Moling raised his brows, his eyes flashed sharply, this woman was slamming into his mouth, she didn't know what to do!

"You think I dare not kill you?" he asked.

"Then you will kill me!" She replied, even though her jaw was pinched, she still raised her head forcefully.

She is gentle and has nothing, but she still has this bit of backbone!

"..." He was silent, just staring at what she was thinking, the light in his eyes flashed back and forth, looking gentle and confused.

After a while, he let go of her, his voice was indifferent: "If I want to arrest you as my bondage, do you think you can see the light of day again in this life?"