Quickly wear the boss, she is always teased by male gods

Chapter 660 The Prince Is Making Trouble Again 25
"My face!"

She exclaimed, still thinking about the face placed at the door.

Before she finished speaking, she was pressed against the door panel, and a heavy pressure covered her.

The chin was pinched and raised.

The windows on all sides were sealed, so the moonlight that Lian Jue could borrow was limited, and in the boundless darkness, he could only see the beautiful chin of the other party.

She was still in a daze.

In the next second, something warm and cool fell on his lips.

Lian Jue's pupils dilated, but before he had time to react, the opponent had already bit him hard.

"Ah!" She couldn't help crying out in pain due to the force.

"My mouth..." The girl covered her lips, weeping, wanting to cry.

"you you you……"

A kiss of pure violence, no, it can't even be called a kiss, because it's just an emotionless bite.

Lian Jue touched the teeth marks on his lips, and then felt a little moist.

In the air, there was a faint smell of blood.

"..."

Abnormal ah neuropathy!

She roared and clenched her fist almost immediately and swung it at the man in front of her.

The fist was wrapped in the palm, barely stopping between the two of them.

Her two hands are restrained against the wall.

Do not speak.

Lian Jue felt that this gesture was a bit humiliating.

Humiliation indeed.

Although the other party didn't do anything, it felt like a lion patrolling its territory little by little.

Silently.

The girl twisted and twisted uncomfortably, and her eyes gradually became moist.

"Fu Chen," the girl cried out, "you, you, get up, thanks to the fact that I made noodles for you, you pervert..."

The opponent paused, but his movements stopped.

After a while, a clear voice sounded faintly.

"... for me?"

Lian Jue: "Well, I made it for dogs."

"Clap."

Taking advantage of the time he stopped, Lian Jue finally turned on the lighter on his body.

The light illuminated the dark room.

His face was calm, and he looked at her lightly.

Under the firelight, Mo Mo lowered her eyes and pinched her face, "For dogs?"

Lian Jue: "..."

She coughed several times and was speechless.

His cheeks were pinched together, and his lips were pouting, even if he wanted to say it, he couldn't say anything!

She struggled and broke free from his clutches, "You pervert, stinky hooligan, crazy, flower picker..."

Her collar was lifted, and with an ah, the other party's face was already pressed down.

The bridges of their noses touch.

"You can choose to continue."

The masculine breath is close at hand, and the airflow fluctuates just half a centimeter above her lips.

His target was clearly her lips.

Outright threats.

He stopped there, staring at her lips with a flat face.

As if if she said one more word, he would shut her up in another way.

The girl swallowed.

He swallowed again.

The lips were pursed and pursed, and finally the girl backed away abruptly, avoiding him.

The expression is serious and the tone is serious.

"I'll get the noodles."

The girl thumped and ran out.

The tall and handsome figure was still propped on the wall with one hand. He turned his eyes and looked at the door, with a calm voice, "I'll count to three, three, two..."

Damn Fu Chen, she kindly gave him face-to-face, but instead, she was pushed against the wall and endured what she shouldn't have to bear at her age...

(End of this chapter)