Doting on the Masked Wife

Murong Lie saw that her small body was still tense and bouncy, as if she was resisting something.

He knew she resisted him.

So many women wanted to climb into his bed, but she wasn't.

He sighed in his heart, grabbed her shoulders, turned her stiff body around, looked down into her eyes, and said, "Don't call other men by names in front of me again, remember?"

His eyes were black and bottomless, his voice was deep and sexy, like the most evil and sexy spell, which could make a woman fascinated, but Ning Tong'er couldn't help but wake up all of a sudden.

She turned her eyes away in a panic, not daring to meet his gaze.

"Why? I've known Brother Qingyi for more than ten years, why don't you let me call him..."

Before he finished speaking, Murong Lie's face darkened.

His slender fingertips lifted her small and delicate jaw, forcing her to turn her face.

Although Ning Tong'er was forcefully forced to turn her face away, her big eyes were lowered to look left and right, and she did not make eye contact with him.

Because she found herself flustered in front of him like never before.

The girl's germination came so hastily and hastily, she was puzzled and flustered.

But Murong Lie was even more angry because of her evasion.

"Listen, I don't want to repeat it to you."

He pinched her chin and raised her small face, although she refused to look at him, although her face might be bruised and disfigured, but he didn't care.

What he cared about was that she was thinking about other men.

"You can't mention other men in front of me, even if you want to."

There was a slight sullenness in his voice.

Ning Tong'er opened her clear eyes wide and stared at him uncontrollably: "Why me?"

She asked angrily: "If you want a toy, many women will follow you willingly. Why do you imprison me with such a despicable and shameless means? I hate you, Murong Lie!"

Murong Lie suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips.

This time, he just tasted it.

Feeling that the body under the big palm was tense again immediately, he reluctantly left her lips.

The little thing has been stimulated enough in one night, and even made her cry. If she kisses her again, her eyes will swell from crying, and it will not end well.

Of course, he can also not care about her tears, even if he takes her by force now, who can do anything to him?

But, just can't do it.

My heart has already softened, so I can't be as cold as usual.

"If you don't want to be fixed by me, just obediently don't say anything that makes me angry."

He held her face and pressed his forehead against hers: "Otherwise, I won't spare you next time."

The threatening words made Ning Tong'er suddenly raise her hand to cover her small mouth, and looked at her vigilantly and warily with her big eyes.

Gee!

A fawn fending off a hungry lion?

is that useful?

Murong Lie chuckled lightly, but he didn't provoke her any more.

Released his hand from her small face, but his big hand was still supporting her slender shoulders, his evil and presumptuous eyes looked her up and down, shaking his head and said: "Sure enough, she is still wearing a nurse's uniform." You have to feel more, tsk tsk, the uniform is tempting... Little thing, can you wear it again next time for me to see?"

Ning Tonger blushed under his evil and wanton gaze, and reflexively blocked his evil gaze with her arms around her chest, and blurted out angrily: "You are dreaming!"

Murong Lie laughed loudly, and stretched out his long arms again, ignoring the reluctance and struggle on her small face, and embraced her small body into his arms, hugging her tightly, as if wanting to embed her in his arms. The same in his broad and powerful mind.