Chapter 103.2 (1/2)
”Liang Xiaoyu, this is the last warning! If you move any more, I'll... ” Xin Zezhao said in a husky low voice in Liang Xiaoyu's ear because of his dry lips.
”Xiao Yu! Kiss. ”
Liang Xiaoyu smiles like a flower maniac and kisses her face with ”Li Yu” in both hands. Before Xin Zezhao reacts, Liang Xiaoyu's beautiful face is constantly enlarging in front of her.
”Well...”
As always, the sweet and soft feeling completely ignited the fire in Xin Zezhao's heart. The wild animals broke through the confinement, roared and yelled.
Xinzezhao out of control put his hand into liangxiaoyu's beautiful black hair, deepening the kiss.
The narrow sofa doesn't give Xin Zezhao too much space to play. Xin Zezhao, who is pressed by Liang Xiaoyu, is thinking of getting up and taking back the initiative.
But unexpectedly, when Xin Zezhao got up, he found that Liang Xiaoyu had unconsciously passed out There was no more bold and passionate flirtation.
I've seen Liang Xiaoyu who sleeps like a dead pig several times. No matter how he burns, the flame has been extinguished. He is not interested in the corpse
”Liang Xiaoyu!” Being choked by the fire, Xin Zezhao's eyes twinkled with dangerous light.
”Next time you'll know what it's like to play with fire.”
As always, his voice was cold, but there was more meaning in it. Xin Zezhao let go of Liang Xiaoyu, took the goblet on the table, drank all the red wine in one gulp, trying to calm down his desire.
”Why did you pull her out to drink?”
Seeing Liang Xiaoyu, who sleeps after lighting the fire and has no sense of responsibility, Xin Zezhao is very angry. The important thing is that he has to send her back
Drink a glass of wine not only did not calm down, but more drama in the heart of anger, xinzezhao also no matter so much, to cool Xiaoyu that delicate red lips gnawed in the past
No matter how to bite, Xin Zezhao also tried to bite her lip, but Liang Xiaoyu just didn't react. Finally, Xin Zezhao had no choice but to withdraw.
”I need to be a driver to take you back, huh.” Xin Zezhao stood up and looked down at Liang Xiaoyu, who was lying unconscious on the sofa.
Xin Zezhao's unyielding feelings, as well as his indignation and anger made him choose to turn around and leave without thinking, leaving Liang Xiaoyu lying there.
Stride meteor to the door, long straight legs but like no longer move, stopped in the same place After a while, Hsin took a deep breath and suppressed his complex emotions.
”I'll remember this account first...” Xin Zezhao turns back, picks up Liang Xiaoyu and goes to the car.
After sending Liang Xiaoyu back undamaged, Xin Zezhao drives to the door of Xin Jingyu's personal apartment.
”Jingyu, I'm at your door.”