Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 640 You Do It On Purpose
Xia Weiran cried out in shock, her voice was not loud, with a little shame and anger, but before her tone fell, she felt that Lu Qianchen quickly turned over in his arms, and Xia Weiran who had fallen into his arms Unran dragged it under her body, and tied it tightly in her arms.

Lu Qianchen was indeed in pain, and he was still dazzled by the pain, but, looking at the astonished Xia Weiran under him, he still said very hard and cheaply: "You hurt me, almost crippled me, Otherwise, you will be a widow, Ranran, you really want to help me see, it still hurts—"

Xia Weiran was flustered, and her mind was tied up for a while, but she didn't realize the meaning of Lu Qianchen's words. She lowered her eyes, pouted guiltily, lowered her throat, and yelled like a sheep: "Lu Qianchen , I didn't mean to, you—"

While apologizing, she raised her head and looked at him. When she opened her eyes, it was as if she had fallen into a pool full of spring.

She also said that she would help him to see——

She immediately understood what he meant by 'injury' and 'pain'.

Xia Weiran almost bit her tongue in remorse, her body was firmly pressed to the ground by Lu Qianchen, she just wanted to stretch out her hand to push him away, but he grabbed her wrist and locked her tightly within the arms.

There was a bright smirk on Lu Qianchen's lips, but his pupils became deeper and deeper, and the bottom of them was shining brightly, accompanied by heavy breathing.

Xia Weiran swallowed her saliva, did not dare to move, just stared at him, looked at his face, his lips, and slowly approached her like this, and then, she felt his gradually rising With the body temperature, her limbs became more and more tense and stiff.

Although he was injured by Xia Wei, there was still a lingering pain on Lu Qianchen's face, but his eyes became more and more blurred, more and more obsessed, he stared at her intently, watching her bit her lip, Ruddy, her beautiful eyebrows were frowned nervously, and beads of sweat glistened on her forehead.

This kind of her is sweeter and more attractive than the colorful desserts on the table.

Lu Qianchen panted heavily, and gradually approached Xia Weiran's seductive cherry lips.

Xia Weiran didn't dare to open her eyes, but felt his breath, her long eyelashes couldn't help trembling, and her body gradually rose with his temperature,

(End of this chapter)