I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats
Chapter 164 Putting Hands on Her Waist
Chapter 164 Putting Hands on Her Waist
Jiang Chacha could feel the eyes in the darkness, which became obviously colder.
The sweat on the back suddenly turned into cold sweat, and the wind blew on it, making it chilly.
Jiang Chacha swallowed her saliva.
Who can tell him, Wen Huaizhi had a good conversation with her just now, why did he suddenly jump out like this.
She had a bad heart, so frightened, she really had a myocardial infarction.
When she was nervous, she couldn't help but stutter, "Wh, what kind of skirt."
She was going to pretend to be a fool.
Wen Huaizhi paused, lowering his eyes.He could clearly feel Jiang Chacha's arm holding his arm was quietly tightening.
Thoughtful, he naturally sensed that something was wrong with her.
Seeing that he would not leave, afraid that he would say something surprising, Jiang Chacha gritted her teeth and pulled him hard, trying to drag him away, "Haha, President, there are a lot of skirts in my closet, I don't have a good memory, I always forget what dress someone gave me."
His hand on her waist was getting hotter and hotter.
He was too close to her, the gap between them was so small, Jiang Chacha felt that their bodies were almost pressed together.
Wen Huaizhi was much bigger than her, and she couldn't hold him at all.
"President, the pastry made by the chef I invited today is quite delicious. I don't think you have eaten it tonight. I will take you to eat it now."
Ginger tea can't help but speed up the heart.
What she said made Wen Huaizhi unhappy.
But despite this, Jiang Chacha still felt that wherever his fingers passed, they were covered with a layer of electric current, which stimulated the soft skin underneath her through the thin fabric.
A person of his background is careless about everything, and this kind of carelessness has a layer of cold indifference in his heart.
He was standing right in front of her, with his chin drooping, watching her faintly through his fox eyes through the lens.
His hand seemed to be teasing a random wild cat on the side of the road, his expression was indifferent, and he spoke in a nonchalant way.
The eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were deeply bent, and he continued to caress lightly and heavily, as if giving a little arrogant warning.
These words were spoken to Bian Jichen on the balcony, in order to reassure him of his doubts.
The eyes under the glasses seemed to be smiling softly, but she felt a deep chill.
She gritted her teeth secretly, how could someone say such ambiguous words with such a refined and elegant face, but he didn't think anything of it.
He was lowering his eyes, looking at the dress on her body, he slowly stretched out his noble hand, and placed his slightly warm hand on her waist, hardly concealing any lust, his fingertips Slowly rubbing the fabric of the skirt on her waist, his eyes were so cold that it was more like observing the exquisite goods on the shelf.
He seemed to have touched Wenwan, who was still holding his hand, and casually stroked the fabric on her waist. It felt silky and soft, and his fingers seemed to be stained with a warm fragrance.
He was born in a chaebol, he can never make mistakes when he wears a suit, unlike ordinary people, when he wears a suit, he always looks shy, as if wearing clothes that don't fit, from head to toe it makes people feel a kind of restraint.But Wen Huaizhi doesn't, he wears a suit, and his gestures can only make people feel elegant and noble. Looking at the gentle ripples in his eyes, one can't wait to drown in his power and deceit willingly.
"I just forgot the 300 million I spent on the vice president."
The long legs he just stepped out stopped, and the toes of the hand-made custom-made leather shoes silently rotated, aiming at her.
Wen Huaizhi's arrogance and self-esteem did not allow her to be distracted while listening to him.
Without lust, he suddenly pinched the soft flesh on her waist.
The deep voice was icy and cold.
"Is this dress comfortable, are you satisfied?"
(End of this chapter)
Jiang Chacha could feel the eyes in the darkness, which became obviously colder.
The sweat on the back suddenly turned into cold sweat, and the wind blew on it, making it chilly.
Jiang Chacha swallowed her saliva.
Who can tell him, Wen Huaizhi had a good conversation with her just now, why did he suddenly jump out like this.
She had a bad heart, so frightened, she really had a myocardial infarction.
When she was nervous, she couldn't help but stutter, "Wh, what kind of skirt."
She was going to pretend to be a fool.
Wen Huaizhi paused, lowering his eyes.He could clearly feel Jiang Chacha's arm holding his arm was quietly tightening.
Thoughtful, he naturally sensed that something was wrong with her.
Seeing that he would not leave, afraid that he would say something surprising, Jiang Chacha gritted her teeth and pulled him hard, trying to drag him away, "Haha, President, there are a lot of skirts in my closet, I don't have a good memory, I always forget what dress someone gave me."
His hand on her waist was getting hotter and hotter.
He was too close to her, the gap between them was so small, Jiang Chacha felt that their bodies were almost pressed together.
Wen Huaizhi was much bigger than her, and she couldn't hold him at all.
"President, the pastry made by the chef I invited today is quite delicious. I don't think you have eaten it tonight. I will take you to eat it now."
Ginger tea can't help but speed up the heart.
What she said made Wen Huaizhi unhappy.
But despite this, Jiang Chacha still felt that wherever his fingers passed, they were covered with a layer of electric current, which stimulated the soft skin underneath her through the thin fabric.
A person of his background is careless about everything, and this kind of carelessness has a layer of cold indifference in his heart.
He was standing right in front of her, with his chin drooping, watching her faintly through his fox eyes through the lens.
His hand seemed to be teasing a random wild cat on the side of the road, his expression was indifferent, and he spoke in a nonchalant way.
The eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were deeply bent, and he continued to caress lightly and heavily, as if giving a little arrogant warning.
These words were spoken to Bian Jichen on the balcony, in order to reassure him of his doubts.
The eyes under the glasses seemed to be smiling softly, but she felt a deep chill.
She gritted her teeth secretly, how could someone say such ambiguous words with such a refined and elegant face, but he didn't think anything of it.
He was lowering his eyes, looking at the dress on her body, he slowly stretched out his noble hand, and placed his slightly warm hand on her waist, hardly concealing any lust, his fingertips Slowly rubbing the fabric of the skirt on her waist, his eyes were so cold that it was more like observing the exquisite goods on the shelf.
He seemed to have touched Wenwan, who was still holding his hand, and casually stroked the fabric on her waist. It felt silky and soft, and his fingers seemed to be stained with a warm fragrance.
He was born in a chaebol, he can never make mistakes when he wears a suit, unlike ordinary people, when he wears a suit, he always looks shy, as if wearing clothes that don't fit, from head to toe it makes people feel a kind of restraint.But Wen Huaizhi doesn't, he wears a suit, and his gestures can only make people feel elegant and noble. Looking at the gentle ripples in his eyes, one can't wait to drown in his power and deceit willingly.
"I just forgot the 300 million I spent on the vice president."
The long legs he just stepped out stopped, and the toes of the hand-made custom-made leather shoes silently rotated, aiming at her.
Wen Huaizhi's arrogance and self-esteem did not allow her to be distracted while listening to him.
Without lust, he suddenly pinched the soft flesh on her waist.
The deep voice was icy and cold.
"Is this dress comfortable, are you satisfied?"
(End of this chapter)
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