good morning little wife

Chapter 428 Intense Kiss (3)
Sheng Xia knew him too well, so when that smile surfaced, she screamed inwardly.

Sure enough, his lips fell down!
She pushed him, but because of some scruples, she was still held tightly in his arms.

Her thin lips fell next to her ear, and she reminded softly, "Don't move. Although it's not good to have scandals about someone else's man having an illegitimate child, it's obviously not easy for you to explain why you were blocked from hanging out with your ex-husband."

This is the threat of Chi Guoguo!

Sheng Xia glared at him with eyes full of flames. She probably didn't expect him to become so despicable after three years.

In fact, she shouldn't be surprised, thinking that when the two first met, he had forced her to take off her clothes in front of him.This man had never been a gentleman, so he ruined his Yan family's century-old reputation for nothing.

Yan Jue didn't care about that, since seeing "Sheng Mingjun" and that brat just now, his heart is still boiling like boiling water on a fire.And at this moment, his lips were so close to her face, and as soon as he breathed in her breath, it penetrated into his heart and lungs, making his heart itch, and it's strange that he can still hold on now.

Facts have proved that it doesn't matter how big her eyes are when the man is shameless.

"Hmm..." Sheng Xia was clearly warning him, but his lips were still grabbed by him suddenly.

The lips are still as soft as in memory, wrapped in a familiar coolness, once touched, people don't want to let go, vowing to linger forever, vowing to absorb her mind, so it is a little out of control.

The warm palms were ironing her skin through the fabric. Midsummer was repulsive, and even reacted violently.But no matter how much she struggled and beat, she still couldn't stop him from wanton tasting.

She was not released until they were both out of breath.

Sheng Xia's hair was a little messed up at this time, and her clothes weren't much better.Before the whole person recovered from the shame and indignation, his question rang in his ears: "Is he famous?"

In the silence, the voice sounded a bit cold, which showed how much he cared.

"Yan Jue, so what if he is? So what if he isn't?" Sheng Xia had just been bullied, and now it is impossible for him to answer as he wished.

Yan Jue narrowed his eyes dangerously when he heard the words.

Sheng Xia looked back at him fearlessly, but his lips were sealed again.

"Uh...uh..." Sheng Xia struggled.

"The reporters are still outside," he reminded.

Sheng Xia felt aggrieved, pushed him hard, and explained in a low voice: "His name is Fu Yiqiao, you can check it yourself."

"The child?" Yan Jue still asked relentlessly.

"It has nothing to do with me at all." Yielding to his lust, he replied reluctantly.

But Yan Jue was not happy when he heard it.

Because Fu Yiqiao looks too much like Sheng Mingjun, and Sheng Xia has always cared about him so much, there is no guarantee that he will not transfer this emotion.

The two were so close, looking at each other through the light of the bathroom, no one spoke, the room was so quiet, it seemed that the outside was also quiet.

After a while, Sheng Xia adjusted his mood and said: "Yan Jue, the reason why I said these words clearly is that I don't want to involve innocent people." After a pause, his tone changed, and he said: "And some words, I But I don’t want to repeat the reminder a second time.”

Of course Yan Jue knew that, she didn't want to repeat the second time: They are divorced.

Sheng Xia tried to push him away and distance them, but Yan Jue still didn't move.

He shouted: "Midsummer."

These two words contained too many emotions, and he didn't know where to start.

(End of this chapter)