Ji Erye's squeamish bag is super cruel

Chapter 583 Can You Give Me A Chance?
No matter how dull Wen Ting was, he could still hear Liu Hongyan's meaning.

He suppressed his excitement, put his hands on the back of Liu Hongyan's head, and asked softly with a low voice trembling.

"Can Yanyan give me another chance?"

Liu Hongyan didn't speak, and Wen Ting's heart sank little by little in her silence.

But he didn't want to give up, this was the first time after the breakup, Yanyan showed weakness in front of him.

He felt that once he lost this opportunity, he might never have it again.

"Yanyan, we can take our time, let me see you first."

"Wenting."

"Ah."

After Liu Hongyan called his name, she remained silent for a few seconds without speaking, and Wen Ting stretched out his arms to hug her without speaking.

About a minute later, Liu Hongyan reached out and hugged Wen Ting's waist, buried her face in his arms, and then spoke again, her voice was soft, and she could hear a bit of fragility in her voice: "Don't go .”

Wen Ting's heart tightened suddenly, suppressing the surging desire from the bottom of his heart, he hugged Liu Hongyan, put his chin on top of her head, and his voice was hoarse like a broken record: "Yanyan, you really let me stay?"

"Well, don't go."

Liu Hongyan's voice was a bit vague, but her tone was firm, and she leaned into his arms.

Wen Ting's sinking heart seemed to be thrown up into the clouds suddenly, where a garden full of flowers bloomed, and his black eyes gradually became hot, slowly turning from a starlight to a prairie fire.

Wen Ting stretched out his hand, and dug Liu Hongyan's small face out of his bosom, stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, her thin lips approached, bringing hot breath, and pressed her red lips.

Overbearing and domineering, as if suddenly throwing a fire in the dry grass, it ignited instantly and spread.

Wen Ting rubbed her into the soft bed, her muscular body was tightly wrapped around her body, her hands were pressing on her wrists, his breath was airtight, wrapping her tightly, her brain was in chaos, Being entangled by him, there is no way to retreat, unable to think.

The aroma of wine spread among the two people.

Alcohol is not intoxicating, people are self-intoxicating.

I don't know how long it took before Wen Ting let her go, buried his head on her neck, put his big hands on top of her head, and hugged her in his arms, his voice was hazy and hoarse as if wrapped in gauze, and he spoke softly : "Yanyan, can you?"

Liu Hongyan is not a little girl ignorant of the world, and the touch on her thigh is not fake. If he asked this, if she didn't understand, she would be pretending to be confused.

After being kissed by him, Liu Hongyan ran out of the alcohol that was still there, his right wrist was still pressed by him, and his left hand was placed on his shoulder, blushing as if he had drunk thirty catties of fake wine. Like wine, the red is boundless, like the sky dyed red by the sunset.

"Smoke smoke..."

Didn't hear her speak, Wen Ting called out her name again, breath in her ear, followed by a low voice into her ear, making her body numb, and couldn't help but hide.

Liu Hongyan lowered her eyes, blinking her eyelashes uneasily, like a startled butterfly.

"Smoke smoke..."

Wen Ting's voice became lower and hoarse each time, and his thin lips kissed her neck and ears, clearly with the intention of tearing her apart, so he pursued her so closely.

Liu Hongyan was so tortured by him that she couldn't think, so she couldn't help hiding, and complained to him, with a bit of a willful girl's coquettishness, and her voice was raised a bit.

"Wen Ting, stop barking."

　Colonel Wen: I have business to do, don't delay my love at a negative distance~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)