Wow! Lolita is so cute!
Huang Pu Sheng Xi's face sank, his jaw clenched tightly, a deep blue flash of anger in the bottom of his eyes, his complexion icy cold enough to freeze, finally, he spat out a few words: "I'll come..."
Luo Yun carelessly returned the little guy in her arms and smiled with a happy face.
In memory...
You big bad egg, don't hug me! There are so many people here, I'm so embarrassed!
What's wrong with hugging you? You are mine. I just love hugging you, only you...
"Hum, then why am I still seeing you hugging a British beauty on the cover of a magazine?!"
Little princess, are you jealous? That's a Western-style courtesy hug, it has nothing to do with hugging my little princess. Like this... He suddenly picked her up in a princess carry and kissed her cheek several times.
"Rubbish! You're getting more and more glib lately. Just you wait, I'll bite you! But where should I bite..."
"Hmm, biting my lip is fine..."
She suddenly opened her mouth and bit his lips fiercely.
"My little princess is so heartless... I'm bleeding..."
Let you bully me...
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The Luo Yunye who once doted on her now stood in front of her like a stranger, personally sending her into the arms of another man...
"What's the cat thinking?" Huáng Fǔ Shèng Xī's pleasant voice broke into Hàn Xiǎo Suān's reverie, and she could clearly see his azure eyes gradually turning deep blue.
When Huangfu Shengxi gets angry, her originally sky-blue eyes will deepen in color and turn deep blue.
"There is no..."
"Do you like nights?" he asked coldly, his tone devoid of any warmth.
"There is no..."
She vehemently denied it while he fiercely bit her lips, and in the corner of the bathroom door where no one was around, he kissed her again, a domineering and tyrannical kiss that seemed to be venting something.
"I don't want you looking at other men with that adoring gaze..." He bellowed, panting heavily, five minutes later.
Luoye felt that if he really liked his cat, the competition would be too strong and he would have a sense of losing him.
"Hmm..." Han Xiaoxiao covered her lips, which had been kissed by Huangfu Shengxi, and glared at him with an innocent expression, her big, shining eyes on the verge of tears.
Huang Pu Sheng Xi helplessly sighed and leaned his forehead against hers, the two of them so close that even their eyelashes were entwined.
The scent of Guerlain's perfume wafted over, mixed with a hint of masculine pheromones, causing Han Xiaoxiao to blush: "Wh-what's going on...?"
It's three o'clock, have you all been good and collected ++ comments? Add more to 450! Tyrannical Xi, demonic Ye, which one do you prefer?
Today is July 7th, it seems like Qixi Festival, happy Qixi to all the cuties =3=
