Paranoid cold master's treasure

Chapter 88 Kissing will not hurt anymore
In order to avoid making unnecessary noises, Song Zehan directly gave the servants a temporary vacation, and sent a message to Xiao Xing, not allowing him to make any noise.

Then go back to the master bedroom.

He pushed open the door lightly, and when he saw the bump on the bed, a helpless sigh escaped from his throat.

He walked to the side of the bed, observed the shape of the mountain bag, and immediately hugged the person and the quilt into his arms.

A few seconds later, a familiar little head emerged from the opening above the quilt, with its mouth flattened, looking at him eagerly.

The aggrieved eyes seemed to accuse him of how heinous it was to leave her alone in the room just now.

Song Zehan's heart was about to be melted by her, he couldn't help lowering his head, his thin lips moved closer to her forehead, and finally kissed her deeply.

It is comfort, but also love.

This kiss was too hot for Ruan Shiyan at this time.

But it's not her fault.

When Song Zehan opened the door and came in, she had already faintly smelled the ambergris mixed with male hormones on his body.

He approached again, even if he hugged her through the quilt, but she still had a feeling that she was completely wrapped by him.

It is down-to-earth, but also heart-pounding.

There is one thing to say, in this case, what she wants to do the most is to counterattack and take this steadfastness and heartbeat as her own.

"Brother, you smell really good..." Ruan Shiyan put on a face that was terribly red, and boldly spoke her true inner thoughts without any restraint, "I like it so much."

Although her voice was still very soft, when they passed through the eardrums and fell into his heart, every word carried a heavy weight.

But—is the sense of smell becoming more sensitive?
Song Zehan felt mixed feelings.

He enjoys her dependence and acting like a baby, but he also knows that there is still a difference between her status as a younger sister in this state and her usual status.

Estimated to be the effect of drug effect.

Although it was not a hallucination, it also made her less rational.

God knows how much he wants to take this opportunity to bully her well.

After all, replacing other senses with magnified pleasure, at least she is enjoying pleasure.

But if she doesn't forget these things when she wakes up tomorrow, then there is really no room for maneuver in her identity.

Just when Song Zehan was still contradicting, Ruan Shiyan in the blanket suddenly sat up straight, stretched out her arms, and wrapped her arms around his neck.

The moment their eyes met, he clearly saw the desire flickering in those clear eyes.

"I...my hand hurts...can you kiss me? It won't hurt..."

At this time, Ruan Shiyan doesn't have any reason and shame.

She only knew that when she was kissed by Song Zehan just now, her attention would be drawn away by him, so she couldn't feel the pain in her wrist and cheek.

Since there is a way to alleviate it, of course she will not let it go.

Let's talk about the others.

There are thousands of thoughts, but for a moment.

Although Ruan Shiyan was still waiting for an answer on the surface, in fact, the moment the voice fell, she had already taken the initiative to send her lips over.

The kiss came as expected.

For a time, all worlds in the world seemed to be eclipsed.

Only the drum-like heartbeat was beating her eardrums, her heart and her soul.

(End of this chapter)