Chapter 31 (2/2)

His actions are frivolous and his eyes are contemptuous, which makes me very uncomfortable.

The hand he held on the wall was not honest. His fingers were long enough to go through my hair and touch my cheek.

As a canary, I live a very hard life. Sleeping alone at home can offend my gold Lord.

He seems to be angry, but I don't think I offended him.

Fluffy bangs covered his eyebrows and an eye, making his handsome face more complicated.

He usually combs his hair up to show his resolute forehead, but today he doesn't.

”You mean all the other women are white bones except you?” He squinted at me through his hair.

”Are you showing off that a woman wants to sleep with you?” If the monk Tang wants to show off so much, he doesn't need to show off so muchFortunately, he just untied a few buttons on his collar and stopped on his third button: ”today, three women want to untie my third button.”

I looked at him coldly, but I wanted to see if he would strip himself in the corridor.

He gasped a little, one hand on the wall next to my cheek, and the other slowly unbuttoned his white shirt.

”Don't kiss me with the smell of another woman!” This time, I was able to push him away. I stepped back and leaned against the wall of the corridor. The wall was covered with dazzling dark gold wallpaper with natural temperature, but I felt my back cold.

he was close to me, and the perfume of the perfume was very complex. It was lingering under my nose. I never wore perfume, so I dislike all the chemical smells.

He did not even lift his eyelids, a palm of my chin, fierce and with a trace of anger: ”I'm not drunk to that share.”

”Mr. sang, have a clear look. Am I the one you want?” I squeezed a broken word between our lips.

I struggled, pushing his chest with both hands, but his big, full chest was obviously futile.

His kisses were aggressive and rampant, which made me uncomfortable.

even through the warm light of the corridor, I even saw that he had half the most popular aunt's lipstick on the collar of his white shirt.

His lips carry the subtle astringency of red wine and the complex aroma of powder.

He suddenly came to me, grabbed my wrist and pulled me in front of him. Before I could see the expression on his face, it was blocked by his lips.

”Not now.” I turned to go back to my room.

I chuckled. I'm not his wife. It's none of my business where he goes.

There's no need to think about where he's gone.

I saw him standing there with his trouser pockets in his hands, and I could smell the mixture of wine and powder on him from a long distance.

It scared me. Fortunately, there was a light in the corridor, otherwise I would be scared to death.

Suddenly, his voice rang out at the end of the corridor: ”looking for me?”

His room is next to mine. I want to make sure he's back.

In silence, I got out of bed, went to the door and opened it.

Sang Qi never came back. When I woke up, it was midnight.

He looked up at me with a slightly softened expression.

”It sounds good to have a baby for me.”

”Ha ha, just be happy.”