Chapter 130 (1/2)

Wei Luo raised the lip, indifferently tunnel: ”get out of the way.”

But Li Song did not move, still hanging his eyes, with a little indifference, with a little indestructible looking at Wei Luo.

He put one hand on the railing on the second floor, seemingly at will, but his fingers exert force. Wei Luo sees him motionless and simply goes around him. The best way for those who don't want to see him is to ignore him.

But Li Song didn't want her to leave like this. He stretched out his arm and tightly tied Wei Luo's wrist.

Wei Luo stopped, and then she smelled the strong smell of wine on him. Just now she wanted to leave without paying attention to him. Seeing his eyes blurred and his eyebrows were low, it was the ugly appearance of the drunk person at first sight, which made her more disgusted with him. Wei Luo drew his wrist and his voice became impatient: ”Li Song, do you think you are not ashamed enough?”

Xu's words stimulated him. Li Song's eyes were overcast. Instead of releasing her, he held her tighter. He forced his body to approach Wei Luo, put her on the door behind him, leaned over and looked down at her. ”How can I lose face? Can you tell me?” He leaned up to her ear, low, and deliberately said, ”Auntie?”

When Wei Luo's face sank, he raised his hand and said hello to his face -

this time Li Song had experience. At the moment when her hand hit his face, he grasped her wrist and smiled: ”why, do you want to hit me again? Do you say that you have left little wound on me? ” He grabbed Wei Luo's hand and put it on his face. ”Here.” As he spoke, he slid down from his chin to his chest. ”Here...” Then he moved to the left and pressed heavily, ”and here, Wei Luo, you really have the ability. You hurt me so many times, I don't want to kill you at all.”

Wei Luo's eyes are calm and calm, ”that's because you deserve it.”

”Yes, I deserve it.” With a smile, Li Song buries his head in her neck and sniffs the faint fragrance on her body, which is almost greedy. ”I deserve to provoke you, I deserve to be soft to you, I deserve to be Like you... ”

Then he opened his mouth and bit her hard on the neck.

Wei Luo took a breath of cold air and tried hard to earn money, but Li song was as mad as he was, holding her hands tightly to prevent her from moving. Fortunately, they are at the bottom of the corridor, not many people will see them. Most of the guests downstairs are listening attentively to the comments. No one pays attention to what happened in their small corner.

Wei Luo felt so painful that she even felt her neck was bleeding from his bite. She said with gnashing teeth, ”Li Song, you crazy man.”

Li Song did not retort, and he also felt that he was crazy. Since he saw her in Zhaoyang hall last time, he always thought of her wearing pomegranate skirt and smiling face. In fact, on the day when she and Zhao Yu got married, he also went there, but he didn't go into Prince Jing's mansion, so he took a look outside. He saw her walk out of the sedan chair, holding the red ribbon, led by Zhao Xuan into Prince Jing's mansion.

At that time, he wanted to bite her neck so hard that no one could marry her. He would never forget him in his life.

Li song only felt that there was a frightening wind coming from his back, sweeping his anger. He guessed who was coming. His teeth left Wei Luo's neck, but he didn't loosen her. Instead, he put out his tongue and licked her wound. He said with a smile, ”I've been crazy for a long time.”

Li Song's neck tightened and was lifted from behind.