Marriage is sultry: Quan Shao lures his wife into addiction

Chapter 24 Need me to show it to you?

A strange, cold voice came from my ear, but it sounded very familiar.

Yan Zitong's whole body froze suddenly, and the smile on his face froze instantly.

The corners of his mouth trembled faintly, not knowing how to answer the words.

Then Rong Si's endocrine-disordered voice continued to come from beside his ears, "You want to rely on my big tree? I just don't know if you can rely on it."

"Didn't I already rely on it?" Yan Zitong came to his senses, and replied with a beautiful smile on his face.

"Oh, you mean mine is quite big?" He suddenly changed the subject and said directly, "I'm glad to have your approval!"

"..." Yan Zitong was speechless, just holding the phone and stiffening his body.

"If you want to be safe, come to No. 9 V bag now." After finishing speaking, without giving her a chance to speak, she hung up the phone.

"What's wrong? Who's calling?" Yang Lihe asked.

Yan Zitong gritted his teeth, "That big tree."

"Ah?" Yang Lihe was surprised, "Why did he call you so soon? What do you mean?"

"I don't know, let me go." Yan Zitong shrugged indifferently, "Go back first, I'll go and have a look."

"No, do you want me to accompany you?"

"No! Can he still eat me? That's fine, you go back first, I'll contact you later." Yan Zitong smiled knowingly at her, "Don't worry about me, I can handle it."

Yang Lihe nodded, "Okay, then be careful yourself. Anyway, I plan to rely on him, so I might as well raise a few more conditions."

"Yes, I see." Yan Zitong nodded, turned around and walked towards the hotel gate.

Yan Zitong walked towards the corridor of V Bag No. [-].

From a distance, I saw a familiar figure standing at the door, it was the man who drove the car last time.

He Shi saw Yan Zitong and opened the door, "Miss Yan, the young master is waiting for you inside."

Yan Zitong nodded towards him and entered the box.

The box is very big, but there is only Rong Si alone.

He was like an emperor, sitting lazily and leisurely on the sofa, leaning slightly.

Holding a glass of red wine in his hand, he shook it lightly.

That pair of eagle-like sharp and deep eyes narrowed slightly, looking at her with a hint of danger.

After looking at her from top to bottom, he lifted the wine glass to his lips, and took a very elegant sip.

On the table, there is a table full of dishes, all of which are exquisite and expensive.

"Sit." He patted the seat beside him and motioned her to sit down beside him.

Yan Zitong smiled at him coolly, and did not sit down beside him as he wished, but sat down on the single sofa far away from him, "Mr. Rong, please tell me something."

He curled his lips into a smile, with a sinister and unruly smile on his face, and took another sip of red wine, "Miss Yan is not sincere enough, how should we continue? Didn't you say that you want to lean against my big tree? You are sitting so far away, why don't you How reliable is it?"

"As long as Rong Shao is willing, no matter how far away you are, you can still be reliable." Yan Zitong said with a smile.

"Oh," Rong Si shrugged with a yuppy look, "Then I don't want to."

Yan Zitong gritted his teeth heavily, "Since you don't want to, forget it. There are too many trees in the world, and I'm not afraid that I won't find them."

"You think, if I don't want to, you can find a second one? Hmm!"

Yan Zitong got up and was about to leave when Rong Si's understated but threatening voice sounded from behind.

Yan Zitong folded his body and looked at him, then smiled indifferently, and then shrugged his shoulders calmly, "That's just right, it's more fulfilling to be self-reliant."

For so many years, she has never relied on anyone, she lived a good life differently, did she not hurt Zhou Yunru and Yan Ximin's mother and daughter?
"Your sense of accomplishment is to marry Ou Jingchen?" Rong Si looked at her lightly, pursed his thin lips, and said slowly.

Yan Zitong pursed his lips and smiled, "Who I marry seems to have nothing to do with you."

He slowly stood up from the sofa, and walked towards her with leisurely steps. Before she could respond, he stretched out his long arms and grabbed her, and she was firmly held by him. into his arms.

The contact between chest and chest, the rubbing between skin and skin, instantly ignited a kind of flame.

He casually put the wine glass on the table, clasped her waist with one hand, and looked down at her condescendingly.

She neither struggled nor resisted, she just raised her head to meet him, without any fear in her eyes.

He raised his right hand and stroked her chin with his fingertips. There was an intriguing curve on the corner of his lips, and a magnetic voice sounded, "Do you think I will agree? My woman, can anyone marry me? "

Yan Zitong snickered, "Young Master Rong, you are so loud! Who is your woman?"

He pinched her chin lightly, rather than pinching it, it would be more appropriate to say it was rubbing.

His deep and sharp eyes stared at her tightly, and he was very satisfied with her current performance.

Like an irritable little lion, and like a hedgehog with thorns all over its body, it will stab someone at any time.

It is completely different from the cautious and submissive she pretended to be before, the current her is the real her.

He leaned slightly lower, his cheeks were closer to hers, and the distance between his lips was less than two centimeters.

His warm breath sprayed on her face, carrying a faint scent of tobacco.

Drilled into her nasal cavity, spread to her whole body.

His hand around her waist was gently rubbing through the clothes if there was nothing.

There was a narrow and playful arc on the corner of his lips, as if waiting for her reaction.

"Isn't it?" He said slowly, following the opening and closing of his thin lips, Yan Zitong vaguely felt that his lips brushed hers.

A strange feeling suddenly rose up, she felt a little weak in the soles of her feet, a little numb in her scalp, and her brain was empty for a moment.

"Need me to show it to you? Hmm!"

Look?
What to look at?
Yan Zitong quickly reflected what he meant by these words.

He shouldn't...

Did you record everything that happened that day?
This was the only thought that flashed through Yan Zitong's mind at the moment.

oh god!

She only felt that her head was "jumping", her eyelids were "thumping", and her central nervous system was a little messy.

Bastard, damn man, he actually recorded it in such a perverted way.

"Rong Si, what on earth are you trying to do!" Yan Zitong glared at him angrily, roaring in a deep voice.

"You!" He said such a word concisely, and then looked at her with a sinister and unfathomable smile.

"Master Biao!" He Shi's voice came from the door, followed by Yi Xingzhi's joyful cry, "Brother!"

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(End of this chapter)