Chapter 265 The two-faced wild rose that the warlord commander wants to provoke (16)
Chapter 265 The two-faced wild rose that the warlord commander wants to provoke (16)
In an instant, Wen Yansheng seemed to be haunted by an ancient enchantress.
……
Lost all ability to think.
"If you want to win, handsome, you have to work harder~" She swayed, her beautiful eyes were slightly lowered, her waist was slim and her hips were plump,
Wen Yansheng was suddenly driven crazy by her.
Big chest muscles... trembling
The man looked up with scarlet eyes, his eyes were half closed and half opened, his thin lips were slightly opened, and he was breathing deeply.
The thin sweat on her forehead accumulated more and more densely, exuding a warm breath even in the cold winter, sweeping over every inch of her skin.
"Where did you learn that?" His voice was dark and sexy, with a hint of jealousy that was not hard to detect.
If it hadn't been for the obstruction just now, he thought...
Thinking about it, even more...
"If the handsome man can convince me, I will consider telling you~" Her charming brows were filled with forbearance...
Even a man can't stand such provocations.
He put his long arms around her slim waist and kissed her seductive red lips.
Wen Yan gave birth to the word "Mutter".
"Wait!"
……
The snowflakes falling from the sky fell bit by bit in the garden of the foreign-style building, covering the sand on the ground with a vast expanse of white.
The extremely gorgeous roses in the garden were covered with snowflakes. The bright and dazzling flowers were constantly swaying in the cold wind, shaking off the snow on their petals again and again.
The hammerbird stood on the eaves, the fire in the house and the cold wind outside the window alternated between hot and cold, making sounds... like calling for companions, and also like asking for companionship.
The beautiful roses in the garden are of imported quality and are twice as big as usual. The pink and white roses hang against the green leaves on the thick wall of the garden and are covered with snowflakes. They have lost their original color, but are more gorgeous and charming.
Slowly, the snowflakes in the sky stopped. When the warm sun fell from the sky, the snowflakes covering the earth began to melt. The weather when the snow melted would be extra warm.
Until winter turns to spring, the snowflakes are submerged in the torrent of time, and they will not fall again until the next winter.
……
A Western-style house on the second floor diagonally above the garden.
The sun sets in the west, and the room is lit with warm yellow dim lights.
Lin Muqing's arms covered with "tattoos" were folded on the pillow and his body was lying on his stomach.
The back from the neck down was wrapped tightly in a warm silk quilt, leaving only the top of the black hair exposed.
She heard the sound of getting out of bed beside the bed, opened her half-closed eyes, and turned to look at the tall and powerful man beside the bed.
"The handsome man is leaving?" Her voice was hoarse and dry, and the makeup on her face had been washed away in the bathroom, revealing her original stunning face.
Wen Yansheng was wearing the black coat she had just worn, only tied around her waist with a belt. There were scratches on her chest and a red mark as thin as a red line on the left side of her chin on her handsome face.
It was quite eye-catching, and she didn't know how outsiders would react when they saw it, but she laughed in amusement.
"The handsome man's shooting skills are indeed flexible and methodical~" She lazily propped up her elbows on the bed, raised her eyelids and glanced at it. The silk was slipped a little, the cold air hit, and it was quickly picked up by a big palm.
"I lost to you." Wen Yansheng covered her with the quilt, her expressions were equal parts contented and reserved, "Can you answer the question just now?"
"What are you talking about?" She was confused for a moment, and the man's expression changed a few times due to her wet eyes. His coat was looming... again...
Wen Yansheng leaned over and looked at her profile, and asked patiently again: "Where did you learn it?"
The finger bones lifted her hair little by little and ran it between his fingers. The fragrance was so fragrant that it seemed like she was obsessed with smelling it but not smelling it.
Unexpectedly, she still held a smiling face and said carelessly.
"But I'm not convinced yet."
Wen Yansheng glanced at the sky outside, lifted up the quilt, grabbed her round and beautiful shoulders, and threatened her in her ears with a hint of temptation: "Still want to cry? You have such a hard mouth and haven't been kissed yet?"
"I specially learned to seduce you."
Wen Yansheng was inadvertently flirted with her again, but the next sentence reversed the situation, making his arms even stronger.
"The handsome man still doesn't go back because he wants to be the boss of Dayang?"
"Throw it away after use and drive me away?"
"Otherwise, the handsome man wants to be my lover? Wait until I earn more money..."
Wen Yansheng kissed the unyielding little mouth hard, and she pushed him back. After one round.
"Don't you want to be my wife?"
"Does the handsome man like me?"
Wen Yansheng pinched her face, scratched her lips with his fingertips, and said in a lazy tone, "Don't you like the fun we just played with you?"
"The commander is brave and good at fighting, I like him too."
Wen Yansheng could tell from her careless look that she was really not interested. There was something not simple behind Dayang. Others might have been busy with the position of the handsome wife, but for her it might be a constraint.
However, her attitude only aroused his deeper nostalgia.
He accepted this hard-to-get attitude.
"My promise is always valid."
He was referring to the identity of the Marshal's wife.
"The handsome man can also consider becoming my lover."
Wen Yansheng chuckled, which made her heart tremble. She bit her pink earlobe to cover the teeth marks on it, "Wait until you can convince me."
Tsk, then she must die from exhaustion.
Lin Muqing twisted her shoulders, suppressing his messy hair and making it even more messy. She looked at the man on the side of her face, her beautiful eyes were hopeful, and she smiled:
"Commander, if you don't leave yet, I'm afraid your people will surround me soon."
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