The warm aroma of incense floats in the air.

The curtains were half drawn.

It was dark in the lounge.

Ying Qian leaned against the door.

She lowered her head and rubbed her red wrists.

Even if you don't look at it.

She could still feel that Chu Ci was less than one meter away.

Like a predator lurking in the dark, he was staring at her closely.

His hot breath burned against his ears.

Yingqian turned his head away uncomfortably, sighed, and spoke first:

"Instead of talking to me, you should go and pray first so that Fu Chengxiao can be safe and sound. His mother is not someone to be trifled with. She will never be polite to you if you show your madness to her son."

"It doesn't matter."

Chu Ci chuckled lightly.

He walked forward and put his arms around Yingqian's slim waist.

The fragrance of roses lingered immediately.

He sighed with satisfaction, rested his chin on Ying Qian's shoulder, and said as if whispering:

"Not me."

Yingqian tilted his head and asked with confusion:

"Now is the time to say this? Fu Chengxiao was thrown into the hospital by you, he..."

She hasn't finished speaking yet.

Chu Ci suddenly turned his head and kissed Ying Qian's lips.

It feels as soft as cotton candy.

It has a sweet taste that makes him addicted to it.

Even if there is no response.

Chu Ci was still gradually deepening the kiss.

His palm pressed against the back of Yingqian's head, leaving her with nowhere to escape and she could only be forced to deepen the kiss.

Yingqian's face gradually turned red.

She was not mentally prepared at all.

Who would have thought that after beating someone in public, a big star would drag her into the lounge and kiss her?

This is so fucking outrageous!

Yingqian's eyes widened.

He raised his hand to push Chu Ci away.

But she just made a move, and he seemed to have guessed it.

Chu Ci only used one hand to control Ying Qian easily.

She was pressed against the door.

My head is going to be dizzy.

Wait until the kiss finally ends.

Ying Qian lay on Chu Ci's shoulder, her eyes in a trance.

What did she want to say just now?

What, you forgot everything?

"Lin Yiqiang and I knew each other before, and she helped my mother a lot."

Chu Ci stroked Ying Qian's long hair, and his fingertips touched the back of her neck intentionally or unintentionally.

The wound on the finger has not completely healed.

The fishy smell stains Yingqian.

They were stroked away one by one by Chu Ci again.

"I really wanted to do something to you before, but now... I can't bear to do it anymore. I just found out about your exposure. I didn't know about it before. Do you believe it?"

His deep voice echoed in Yingqian's ears.

What follows.

There were countless small kisses.

Ying Qian blinked, glanced at Chu Ci from the corner of her eye, her red lips curved, and she said:

"Of course, how could I not believe you."
Chapter completed!