Madam, she's gone wild again

Chapter 148 Mine, Don't Run
"I'll give you a sincere advice, don't go to dangerous places, find more reliable bodyguards, don't go out alone, and write a suicide note, hello, hello, hello everyone."

"..."

Fu Yanchao's breathing suddenly froze for a moment, and inexplicably, a small irritability of unknown meaning surged up in his chest.

Xuxu's hand, which was supporting the girl's waist, suddenly exerted force, rubbing her thumb against her extremely slender but powerful waist, his voice was deep and threatening.

"Murder my husband?"

"hiss……"

The girl gasped and got up, her waist slightly arched, and she got closer to the boy.

It seems to be tempting to pick.

The atmosphere instantly became hot and ambiguous, and the boy's breathing sank slightly.

The suppressed lust in his eyes was burning like fire, bit by bit, crushing him, his last sliver of reason.

Sheng Xingyan gritted his teeth secretly, and pushed the young man's arm that was straining.

She didn't even realize that her subconscious action was not to push the boy down and rub against him, but to push his hand, trying to make him relax.

Fu Yanchao let out a low snort, and withdrew some of the heavy force just now, but his palms still clasped her waist tightly.

The threat in the eyes shrouded the girl lightly, as if she didn't say anything, and if she was so exhausted, she wouldn't even think about going home.

"Want to be a widow?"

"..."

Sheng Xingyan took a deep breath, inexplicably feeling that this dog man has become so stubborn and paranoid at some point.

He clicked his tongue, thinking about whether to smooth his hair, lowered his eyes slightly and randomly landed somewhere, but accidentally caught a glimpse of the scar on his chest.

It was a stitched up scar from a gunshot wound, and she had one on her chest too.

The girl's ecstasy made Fu Yanchao's brows smeared with gloom, and the suppressed anger that was about to burst out of the wall.

"I still want to use my inheritance to take care of some good-looking little elf and little boy outside?"

As Fu Yanchao said, he gritted his teeth viciously.

In a word, he said the feeling of gnashing his teeth abruptly.

As if out of breath, words were forcefully squeezed out from between his lips and teeth.

Sheng Xingyan's red lips opened and closed, murmuring slightly, and in the end she didn't dare to utter a single word.

I'm afraid that if I'm a cheap mouth, I will say something that will make him lose control even more.

Slowly swallowing his saliva, he didn't dare to knock his legs anymore.

Honestly, peacefully, he lifted a little from his legs and bent his legs.

Originally, I just wanted to change the posture, so that I could better smooth the boy's hair.

Unexpectedly, this gesture pierced his eyes hard, causing the young man to buckle the armrest of the sofa self-destructively.

It was originally an ordinary posture with legs bent, but it was abruptly understood by him as wanting to stay away from him and not wanting to have any physical contact with him.

Clamping the fingertips on the armrest of the sofa, the nails had already been split, and the young man continued to clamp it masochistically, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

His chest was heaving up and down violently, as if he was calming down his emotions, and the end of his eyes was slightly red.

Suddenly, the boy's forehead rested on the girl's thin shoulders, with a deep sigh and depression mixed with frustration that he didn't want to admit.

"Am I not good-looking and attractive enough, or am I not attractive enough to attract your attention, or am I not pleasing to you, so that you are already tired of me and not interested in me before you get my person and body?"

"????"

The young man looked like a resentful woman who was abandoned, which made the girl's expression complicated.

Wen Nuan touched the boy's hair tentatively with his damp palm.

When it slid down the back of his head and covered the skin of the back of his neck, the boy's body was a little stiff, but he relaxed again.

Like a ferocious beast pinched by the back of fate, under the action of the girl kneading and pressing the back of the neck, it restrained the hostility on its body and became harmless to humans and animals.

"Fu Yanchao, can you teach me, how did you get from the topic of inheritance to the idea that I want to use your money to support the little fair-faced goblin, and I'm tired of you and have no interest in you?"

"..."

"To say that your Chinese teacher is a physical education teacher, I feel insulted to the physical education teacher."

"..."

"Really, if you don't write a novel, I'm sorry for your imagining it today. Tell me, when you are going to publish a book, I will definitely support you every day."

"..."

Fu Yanchao pouted, but did not refute, but hugged the girl even tighter.

It's like a pet that has been stripped of its fangs and claws, and turned into a soft and deceitful little pet.

The whole head was buried in the soft neck of the girl Xiangxiang, and it rubbed unconsciously.

Gently nibbling the flesh on the side of the girl's neck, as if acting like a spoiled child, as if she was venting her lost and regained emotions.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he looked at the girl viciously and showed his minions.

"You murdered me?"

"..."

"Are you pissing me off because of a little white-faced goblin who doesn't exist at all?"

"Tsk..."

Sheng Xingyan took a deep breath, with a look of helplessness on his face.

On the contrary, Fu Yanchao became more energetic, turned her head away forcefully, and looked at him with sullen eyes.

"Or just now, I suddenly exposed your true thoughts in your heart, so that you can't carry out killing me, and take my inheritance to support others by the way?"

"..."

too difficult.

Is this guy three years old?
wrong.

To hold grudges like this, but still make up for it, he should be five years old.

Up to seven years old, no more.

The girl thought to herself, touched the boy's head perfunctorily, and pressed his head into the crook of her neck.

"I didn't. If I wanted to kill you, I would have already done it just now. With the force value of the two of us, it would be easy for me to kill you."

The words were followed by the girl's domineering and forceful actions.

Sure enough, the boy was held down, snorted angrily, and there was no more to say.

After being dishonest for 1 minute, there was a sudden stabbing pain in his neck.

With Fu Yanchao's injured hand, he firmly pressed the girl's head, took a bite of the girl's collarbone, and imprinted a strawberry along the way.

His fingers rested on the girl's collarbone, and his fingertips rubbed against it over and over again, until the girl's skin turned a little red, before he withdrew his hand.

Like a naive child, he raised his lips to ensure that the imprint he made would not be rubbed off or covered.

"Mine, don't run."

Sheng Xingyan lazily responded, the indulgence of the young man was almost beyond his control.

Blinking his eyes, he turned his head slightly to the side, and saw a trace of blood on the boy's fingertips, which had already been chopped off.

The blood is still a little bit, coming out from the nail.

The girl's brows twitched suddenly, and her brows were tightly frowned. She grabbed the boy's hand and pulled it to her, staring at the bloody nails.

"When did you hurt your hand?"

(End of this chapter)