Married by Ivan Vane, the bride who was snatched

Chapter 61

Feng Yueming looked sideways at Mi Yao.

Looking at each other, Mi Yao was stunned for a moment, this was the first time she saw him smoking.

He took off his coat, and he was wearing a black shirt with three unbuttoned shirts, revealing a large and slender chest, and a metal belt around his narrow waist. Long legs, even the trouser line is full of the texture of a mature man.

He leaned lazily on the champagne gold porcelain surface behind him, holding the cigarette between his slender fingers, his delicate and handsome face looked even more charming in the smoke.

Mi Yao once again admitted that he is really good-looking, even when he is smoking.

"Mi Yao," Feng Yueming didn't move, just looked at her, he pointed to his face with a finger holding a cigarette, "Do you think my face is handsome?"

Mi Yao froze, not understanding how he asked this question, he seemed a little sad when he asked this question.

Will he be sad too?

"Handsome." Mi Yao nodded.

Feng Yueming smiled, then took out her left hand from her trouser pocket, and slowly stretched it towards her, "Mi Yao, come here."

For some reason, Mi Yao felt her heart was hit hard, did she misread it, his eyes are so soft at the moment, like...Brother Sheng's.

In fact, Brother Sheng had never been soft to her in those years. Brother Sheng either ignored her, or asked Mi Yao, are you annoying?
She never felt annoyed, because she always felt that there was a trace of softness hidden in Brother Sheng's indifferent eyes, the softness towards her was so affectionate even though no one noticed it.

Mi Yao seemed to be bewitched, she walked over.

Feng Yueming took her soft little hand, then turned around and pressed her on the porcelain surface.

"Kiss me." His big palm shuttled into her black hair, grabbed her little head and pressed it against his face.

Mi Yao was still very resistant, she didn't want to kiss him, but he pressed her so domineeringly that her little mouth kissed his entire handsome face.

Mi Yao's body had a layer of pink granules, and he was frightened, he was so... so changeable!

Feng Yueming threw half of the cigarette in her hand on the carpet, then held her soft little hand, and began to kiss her little fingers one by one.

Her small hands for painting are very precious, and she has never touched the spring water since she was a child.

"Feng Yueming, you...what are you doing?" Mi Yao tried hard to withdraw his hand, he was really kissing her fingers, his movements were gentle and compassionate like treating rare treasures.

But just now he said that her hands were pig's claws.

He is so abnormal today, which makes her very scared.

"Stupid, don't you know how to resist when others bully you? Why do you resist so much when I bully you?" After kissing her hand, he began to kiss her forehead.

Mi Yao hides very well, she would rather he force her directly than he treats her so intimately, they all say that a man kissing a woman's forehead is the supreme love.

She wanted to hide from his aura, the masculinity on him was so strong, it was clean, healthy and fragrant, mixed with a faint smell of tobacco, it was not unpleasant, it even smelled good, this kind of aura would swallow her up.

She wasn't used to this, and she didn't want to be like him. He was the aggressor and she was the victim.

Such intimacy is wrong.

(End of this chapter)