Chapter 9 (1/2)

”A month.” Leng Yuhe's hand is still pinched on her chest, as if it is extremely fun, repeatedly knead that girl's softness, ”OK, I'll give you a month. After a month, don't try to deal with me again. ”

He said, let go of Su Ruo light.

Su if light hands and feet and use, quickly from his body to jump down, far away from the side.

Leng Yuhe doesn't care about her. Slowly, he opens a drawer, takes out a wooden box with carved and inlaid gold, and opens it. Inside is half a box of French cigars.

Su ruojiao has heard of it. It is said that one is worth half a small gold bar. It is extremely expensive. But in the hands of this vicious man, it is a completely worthless pastime.

The man takes out the cigar, the posture is calm, but not very elegant, cuts off one end, raises the eyes, looks like with smile, also seems to take the cold look at Su Ruo light.

”Come here and light my cigarette.”

Su Ruo gently lowered his eyelids, habitually endured disgust and fear, put on a gentle and clever skin, bowed over, bent over, and carefully approached to light his cigarette with the roller lighter in the wooden box.

Leng Yuhe slightly side, while sucking eggplant, while staring at Su Ruo light that pair of slender snow-white legs to see.

She bent down slightly, and the skirt of the cheongsam naturally fell apart. Her long straight legs showed up, and even her little buttocks were faintly visible.

Leng Yuhe spits out a mouthful of smoke. He reaches for his hand, grabs the small butt and kneads it vigorously.

Su Ruo light face instantly red, humiliating bite tight lower lip, do not dare to move.

Leng Yuhe did not speak for a long time, just repeatedly rubbed the soft and firm tender meat, and half of the cigar was quickly smoked.

Su ruoqing doesn't know about cigars. She just feels that the smoke smolders and smells very bad. In addition to the evil hands on her buttocks, she is flustered and confused. When she breathes quickly, she is choked hard, covering her red lips and coughing.

Leng Yuhe felt funny, but also deliberately spit smoke in Su Ruo light's face.

Su Ruo light is disgusted in the heart and dare not show it. She is so patient that her face is red and her eyes are moist.

Leng Yuhe took a mouthful of his cigar, breathing heavily and boiling hot.

This little thing aroused his desire.

Take down the cigar, he pushed it out, grabbed Su Ruo light's wrist and pulled it aside.

Su Ruo light heart chaos, not from the urgent way: ”you said not to touch me!”