77 sweet kisses from the president: the new wife is addicted

Chapter 642 Tears welled up
All the people present held their breath, watching Qi Yan walk towards An Yurou step by step, what if he really kissed An Yurou and Nie Yao came out of the toilet at this time?
The booing became louder and louder, even if Nie Yao in the toilet pretended not to hear it.

Clenching his palms nervously, Qi Yan... He will definitely not kiss that woman, definitely not...

Nie Yao comforted herself, but she didn't even believe her words.

She was really afraid that Qi Yan would kiss An Yurou, but she didn't dare to go out.She was afraid that if she saw that scene as soon as she went out, her heart would ache.

Sometimes it is better to ignore and ignore some things, and that is what Nie Yao is thinking now.

As long as she hides here quietly and doesn't say anything or do anything, she will go out when everything outside calms down, so that she won't look too embarrassed.

But even though Nie Yao thought so, she was not willing at all in her heart, yes, she was not reconciled.

Standing in front of the mirror and looking at the extremely embarrassed person, Nie Yao realized that she was like a clown. She stretched out her hand, drew her own face on the mirror, and finally wiped everything off with a swipe.

Turn on the faucet, pour cold water on your face and wash away all the tears that are about to burst out of your eyes.

That's it, that's all.

……

In the private room, Qi Yan walked up to An Yurou, and amidst the booing of the crowd, he glanced at her lightly, then walked towards the bathroom with his slender legs.

He knocked on the door, but there was no answer for a long time, and then knocked a few more times.

Nie Yao in the bathroom responded, wiped her face, and quickly opened the door. Seeing that the person standing at the door was Qi Yan, she was a little surprised: "Why are you here?"

Qi Yan didn't speak, just pushed the door open and entered, closed the door with his backhand, locked it, and pressed Nie Yao against the wall.

"You...you...what are you doing!"

Seeing the little girl's panicked eyes, Qi Yan's heart skipped a beat, and his burning eyes stared at her small mouth opening and closing.

"Well... you let go... um..."

Nie Yao's voice was drowned out by the sudden kiss. She reached out her hand to push Qi Yan away, but the man's strong physique was simply not something she could compete with. After pushing for a long time, she didn't push Qi Yan away.

Nie Yao beat Qi Yan's chest angrily, opened her mouth to say something but her voice was completely silenced.

She was like a little hare captured by wild beasts, imprisoned in Qi Yan's arms, his kiss was wild and vicious.

Nie Yao was short-tempered, and she opened her mouth to bite as soon as her heart was hardened.

A strong smell of blood overflowed between the lips and teeth, lingering in the mouths of the two.

It was obviously in pain, but Qi Yan was reluctant to let go of his mouth. His big rough palms wrapped around the little woman's slender waist, tightly enclosing her petite figure in his arms, and confining her in his fiery embrace.

Nie Yao's struggle was nothing in front of him, the more she resisted, the more fierce Qi Yan's kiss was, as if it was going to devour her fiercely.

She was no match for him at all.

In front of him, there is no ability to resist at all.

You can do whatever you want.

Nie Yao was desperate, she stopped resisting and enjoyed all this quietly.

Her breathing was a little disordered, and her heartbeat slowed down by half a beat. In the silence, Qi Yan's heartbeat could be clearly heard, again and again, sonorous and powerful, ringing clearly in her ears.

Nie Yao's consciousness is a little bit broken, and her mind is getting more and more confused. She can't see Qi Yan's face clearly. She can only feel the burning power emanating from his body and the unique cologne smell, which smells very good.

(End of this chapter)