Chapter 263 The two-faced wild rose that the warlord commander wants to provoke (14)
Chapter 263 The two-faced wild rose that the warlord commander wants to provoke (14)
Wen Yansheng lowered his head slightly, his eyes focused on the "man" in front of him who had been challenging his bottom line, and his cold brows were stained with crazy and messy lust.
Coupled with his handsome face, he is instantly charming and charming.
Apparently he was driven crazy by her step-by-step plan.
"The commander-in-chief has identified me as her?"
Wen Yan's throat rolled. He had made an exception by saying that sentence just now, and he didn't want to fall into her trap of words again.
He didn't answer, but looked at her with a darker look.
She opened and closed her red lips and asked again.
"I'm curious. We didn't say a word from the train station to here. Why is the commander so sure?"
She looked at Wen Yansheng quietly, and moved closer to him, without the gun on her chest.
She stepped on the military boots intimately, and the black coat and the blue military uniform suddenly touched each other.
The fit is so inseparable that it makes you want to tear the eyesore clothes into pieces.
Wen Yansheng's breath was suffocated, and the suppressed heat surged out of the cage. He closed his eyes, his voice was hoarse, and he looked at her with a hint of unwillingness to admit defeat:
"Aroma, you are not so cautious."
Instead, she frowned, lowered her head and spread her collar to smell it, and retorted: "No, I don't wear foreign perfume, and I never light incense, so where does the fragrance come from?"
"Commander, this excuse is too far-fetched."
Wen Yansheng saw that her expression didn't seem to be fake. The two of them were so close, and the fragrance of orchid and cinnamon mixed with the cold air of snow kept dancing on the tip of his nose.
But she can't smell it?
"There is no need to lie to you!"
"But I really have no use for it~"
Suddenly, the ends of her eyes, corners of her mouth, and cheeks were filled with a flamboyant smile. Wen Yansheng looked at her smile, and his heartbeat, which he had restrained for a long time, suddenly went crazy and could never return to its original speed.
"I wonder if Marshal has ever heard of a sentence? If you face your sweetheart, you can smell a fragrance that others can't smell."
The state of mind that was originally rippling now seemed to roll into the ocean waves, filled with turbulent emotions. Wen Yansheng took a deep breath, and his suppressed hands twisted and clenched into fists.
"Then you admit it?"
She still avoided talking about it.
"The commander-in-chief has made his word, I can't ruin your heroic appearance."
"Since the handsome man is so generous, he wants to play with me~"
She threw away the paint-stained pistol and started causing trouble again.
Changed one hand, the method...
But it still captivates the soul and leads people to fall into the abyss.
Wen Yansheng's breathing suddenly became heavier, his head tilted back, his military cap fell to the ground, revealing his forehead with bulging veins, and delicate blood vessels surging under his wheat-colored skin.
She looked up without blinking. At this moment, Mr. Wen Yan was particularly sexy and attractive, like a male demon in uniform.
The man who just said this had completely forgotten their current posture. If they wanted to play, it was her who was playing with him.
His hands were pressed and his feet were stepped on. The only thing Wen Yansheng could move at this time was his mouth.
The two were facing each other, she was still shorter, their eyes were facing each other, and the desire in his eyes was shocking and hot.
Lower your head slightly, the tip of your nose is almost touching.
"Last time I thought the handsome man was of no use to me." She said it ambiguously and affectionately, like the whisper between lovers, licking her lips with interest, endless temptation, and even lowered her head to look.
Wen Yansheng sighed uncontrollably and his head was about to explode. He stared at her and said word by word: "Are you finally willing to admit it?"
His voice was hoarse as if it had been honed on sandpaper, magnetic and full of wildness.
"Commander, don't get too excited... If you jump a little, I'll panic."
Her naughty and charming voice was like teasing a kitten or puppy, and she added another sentence.
"I'm still afraid that he will slip away."
Wen Yansheng could no longer restrain himself, moved his only movable lips, and said in a dumb voice:
"If you can't escape, don't regret it!"
Ben lowered his raised head a few centimeters, and suddenly and quickly blocked her lips.
The fragrance of orchid and cinnamon on the tip of the nose reaches its peak concentration, and the unfamiliarity of the smell is covered in crazy lust, plundering the sweet and greasy incense.
"Well……"
She didn't give in at all, and her seductive skills kept leading him to fall.
Wen Yansheng paused for two seconds, pressed his red lips, opened his eyes, and stared at her with his dark eyes.
He stared at her for two seconds and then kissed her again. The kiss like a violent storm took away her breath little by little.
Lin Muqing's toes were a little unsteady when he stepped on his shoes. He was thinking about why he was so fierce all of a sudden.
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