The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 606 Whose second master is this (58)

Zhang Jiajia was very wronged.

Her father never treated her like this before. On the contrary, her father would always smile and create various opportunities for her to get close to brother Yuxing, so that she could win over brother Yuxing.

But now everything has changed.

The handkerchief in Zhang Jiajia's hand was about to be torn to pieces, and she was all to blame for this concubine Jiang. If she hadn't appeared suddenly, brother Yuxing would not have treated him like this, and his father would not have become so fierce.

Blame her!

It was she who took everything from me!
Zhang Jiajia glared at Concubine Jiang angrily.

She must ruin this woman's reputation!
Hmph, so what about those who came back from abroad, it's different, no father or mother!
No wonder he is so shameless, it turns out he is a loser who was born but not raised by his mother!

Aunt Jiang accompanied Shen Yuxing for a walk, and then she was too tired to walk, and leaned against Shen Yuxing's chest limply.

The soles of her feet were sore from the high heels, and she just wanted to sit down and rest.

But she still didn't forget to tease Shen Erye at this time, the girl leaned on his chest, the dark red bijia brushed against her snow-white shoulders, making her complexion cold and glowing.

Aunt Jiang's little hands were still touching Second Master's abdominal muscles through layers of military uniforms: "Second Master, you are really full of energy, please forgive me, little girl~"

She winked at him innocently, her deep and bright red eyes were raised up, her winking eyes were as seductive as silk.

The young man who was holding her lowered his eyes slightly, taking in all the charming charm of the girl in his eyes, exhaling Youlan's words were even more imaginative, the warlord's dark and cold eyes couldn't help but narrowed slightly, holding back a strange and gloomy dark color.

The fingertips on the girl's waist rubbed lightly. Even though there was a layer of gloves, the temperature under the fingertips was still extremely hot.

The unreasonable hot feeling made Jiang Yu subconsciously shrunk her waist, but unfortunately she got into the embrace of the young man better.

Taking advantage of the situation, he hugged her tightly into his arms, and the young man sighed, his voice was hoarse and satisfying, inexplicably sexy.

"Let's go, I'll take you to sit there for a while." He bowed his head, his slender and bright red lips pressed against her ears, and his breath was hot: "I really don't have the strength, so I just lean on me, and I will carry you." .”

Aunt Jiang hummed softly, her long eyes raised: "I don't want it."

With so many people watching, being hugged by him, does the ancestor still want to lose face?

The other party's eyes flicked past her, and with just one glance, he could understand what she was thinking in her heart.

Jokingly: "You are so close to me, you still care about face, huh?"

Aunt Jiang glanced at him, then pushed him away in disgust, "Who is close to you?"

She straightened the dark red visor around her arms, elegant and calm, her long snow-white neck retracted, and she glanced at him indifferently, holding it up with airs.

Seeing this, Shen Yuxing curled his lips lazily, "Yes, yes, it's me who sticks close to you."

As he spoke, he held the girl closer to his arms again, and continued: "I don't want to leave you for a moment, I want to cling to you all the time."

Qiao Bai was right, it was not easy for a girl to propose marriage to her, he should be more proactive.

When did the cold and abstinent warlord say these sweet words of love, so when these words fell into Jiang Yu's ears, she seemed to have misheard at that moment.

She blinked her eyes, and after recovering, she raised her head and stared at Shen Yuxing as if she had seen a ghost.

(End of this chapter)