The love value of fast crossing space

Chapter 137 Men's Team Little Wolf Dog (61)

Someone grabbed her wrist, she struggled a bit, but she didn't break free, the other party said in a deep voice, "Who did you listen to, I didn't."

The girl smiled, "Your posters and your songs are everywhere in the streets and alleys, do you still need to deliberately listen to someone?"

Su Wennian tightened his grip on her, his dark eyes were filled with icy scum, "That's all hype."

Lian Qi wasn't interested in chatting with him about his scandal, so she pinched his finger, trying to pick it off his wrist, but the finger looked slender and long, but her strength was as strong as death. She picked it for a long time and ended up with the other hand was also caught.

The other party seemed to be impatient, two hands grabbed her two wrists, one left and one right, and dragged her out of the banquet hall through a side door.

Lian Qi was tumbled and tumbled along the way.

If the "friend is here" she just said at this time was really there, she would probably be knocked down by this gesture.

Not to mention others, Lian Qi looked at herself and almost laughed.

The two arms seemed to be twisted into twists, and they were dragged forward in a strange way.

It's like an adult dragging a child.

The adults still looked angry.

Lian Qi simply let herself go. Anyway, the ground was a smooth marble floor. She squatted down and slid forward comfortably while being dragged by her wrist.

Now it's more like a parent and a bear child.

When Su Wennian turned around, the coldness in her eyes could kill her on the spot.

As for Lian Qi, it can be seen from one incident that she really let herself go. When Su Wennian dragged her to the stone slab in the back garden, she took a dogtail grass from the flower bed next to the slate. in the mouth.

Su Wennian: "..."

The dog's tail grass trembled and trembled between her lips, and it was on the verge of falling, but it never fell off until...

——until she was dragged up, smashed against the wall, and pressed against the wall for a kiss.

After 10 minutes, Lian Qi realized for the first time that some kisses, maybe they should not be called kisses, are naked qinfans, qinfans of a man to a woman...

She...wanted to die...

With a flash of white light, the hands around her waist stopped, Su Wennian slightly left her lips, and glanced in the direction of the camera coldly.

Lian Qi followed his gaze, and stared blankly at the paparazzi among the flowers not far away.

However, in the next second, her sight was blocked, and Su Wennian reached out to cover her face.

Lian Qi was stunned, subconsciously, he didn't block his own face, but her.

Moreover, after blocking her face...someone actually continued to kiss!

Paparazzi among the flowers: "..."

The paparazzi were dumbfounded.

In the end, for some unknown reason, the paparazzi ran away in a panic, as if what they saw was not a celebrity gossip, but a crop circle.

Even Qi's tongue coating began to ache.

She couldn't hold back any of it, and the physiological tears fell down one after another.

Sensing the wetness, he stepped back slightly, his dark eyes narrowed, and finally raised his fingers to wipe away the tears on her face.

"What are you crying for?"

Lian Qi was in tears, wow.

Are you not guilty of saying this?

This person knows her body too well, and he falls on the spot every time. He obviously wants to make her cry, but now he still puts on a sanctimonious look.

Lian Qi stepped forward suddenly in retaliation, and bit his pretty lower lip hard.

But he didn't dodge or snort, on the contrary, he stretched his sword eyebrows lightly, allowing her to bite the corner of his lips.

Who knew that even though her lip was bitten, she seemed to be a little more sexual for no apparent reason.

Lian Qi hummed in her heart.

Dressed as a beast, sanctimonious.

(End of this chapter)