Occupy a petite wife

She was taken aback, and denied: "No, no, these are just my own thoughts, no one really said anything about me, really!"

She spoke in a hurry, as if she was afraid that he would suspect her.

A sharp cold light flashed across the bottom of his eyes, and Rong Li said in a deep voice, "Remember, you are mine."

These words contained too many meanings, and she couldn't understand them.

Without explaining to her, he rubbed the bracelet and said in a commanding tone, "Since you like this so much, then you are not allowed to take it off in the future."

He installed the most advanced locator in her mobile phone, but she didn't bring her mobile phone when she went out last night, so he spent more time looking for her.

Although it was safest to implant a micro-tracker in her body, after thinking about it, he was not willing to do that to her.Since she wears this bracelet next to her body at all times, it can be used to place a tracker.

Of course Wen Xin didn't know his plan, and didn't think about it, she nodded obediently: "Well, I will always take it with me."

Looking at the soft and well-behaved little girl, Rong Li's eyes were like the surface of a lake with the first melting of spring snow, with thin ripples, "I asked Cheng Yue to prepare the drawing tools for you. If you are bored during the day, you can draw."

Wen Xin was taken aback.

She is a student of painting, and in her spare time, she likes to paint landscapes to pass the time.Rongli actually considered this for her, which really surprised her.

"Ah."

"If the weather is nice, you can go for a walk in the garden, don't stay indoors and sleep all the time."

"Ah."

"Just tell Aunt Qiao what you need, and she will handle it."

"Ah."

She will take care of his arrangements one by one.

It was rare for him to talk so much, Wen Xin reckoned that the man was in a good mood, so he reorganized the words he had just suppressed, "Rongli, my classmate called in the afternoon and said that our class will go to Jingshan to see the maple leaves on Saturday."

He raised his eyebrows and said in a calm tone, "Want to go?"

Wen Xin tightened her fingertips secretly, and nodded cautiously, "This is the first class activity in college... I also really want to go to Jingshan."

There was a short silence.

His gorgeous cello-like voice sounded above his head, "Kiss me, and I promise you."

She raised her little head in astonishment, and almost bumped into his firm chin.

Clearly too shocked by his request.

Seeing her wide-eyed, extremely surprised appearance, Rongli tapped her lips with his fingertips, and his charming voice was mixed with a hint of bewitchment, "If you want to go, just kiss me."

The melodious male voice pierced into her ears, entangled her thoughts, her warm face seemed to have been rubbed with rouge, and her blush was beautiful, comparable to a delicate red rose.

The thick eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, catching the man's heart every time. Her eyes glanced at the black diamond buttons on his shirt, which were as bright as his eyes.

Kiss him, go out, comparing the two, naturally the latter is more important.

Holding his shoulders tightly with small hands, she sat up warmly, and under Rongli's hot gaze, mustered up the courage to kiss him.

The lips of the two were pressed together, and she clearly felt the cool temperature on his lips.

The image of the last time she took the initiative to kiss him popped up in her mind, her warm heart was like a deer bumping wildly, at such a close distance, she saw her shy self in his dark eyes.

Her heart was so nervous that she almost jumped out, she quickly retreated, and lowered her head in embarrassment.

Although the kiss was just a touch of the lips, she finally took the initiative, and Rongli was satisfied.Glancing at the little white hair on the top of her head, the soft light added a touch of warmth between his eyebrows and eyes.

He carried her back to the master bedroom, warmly and instinctively wrapped his arms around his neck to prevent himself from falling.

The intimate contact, the masculine aura of a pure man is densely surrounding the surroundings, the warmth is like an ostrich in his arms, and pink slowly crawls all over his body.

Tonight should be called the most warm and harmonious time they have known each other so far.

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Men can also be scheming