Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

How could Ji Mianmian fail to hear what he said, blushing like the fire: "You ... how are you doing this now?"

He faced that high-cold ascetic face, and when he said these words, he really made Ji Mianmian feel that he was seducing him.

However, in fact, it was obvious that he had been soliciting her and had been trying to seduce her.

Mu Rongmian's hand fell on Ji Mianmian's hand: "Did I say anything?"

Quarter cotton cotton ...

He didn't say anything, and he didn't say an uncivilized word from beginning to end, but what he meant ... it really made people think about it.

Ji Mianmian didn't know how to face Mu Rongmian now. She felt that she needed to calm down, otherwise she was afraid she would lose control.

In case you can't control it, it's really shame.

Ji Mianmian pulled out of his hand, ran to the door with his luggage, and hurriedly took out the key from his pocket: "I ... I'll go back to rest first, you, you should go back, it's late, good night."

Ji Mianmian only felt that the key was being held from behind by him before it was inserted into the keyhole.

"Are you sure ... let me go back?"

The ears were hot, and the burning breath was sprinkled on the sensitive ears. Ji Mianmian's body shook a bit, and only felt that an inch of crispness slowly spread from the ears to the surroundings.

"I ... I ..." Ji Mianmian's head was a little dizzy. He was hitting her all the way, making her feel itchy.

However, although I do think a little, but ... still feel embarrassed?

Ji Mianmian's hand 哆嗦: "You ... just go back, your body is better to rest now, don't ..."

Before he finished speaking, he was pinched by his chin, turned his head backwards, and his lips were bitten.

He controlled her breathing aggressively, absorbing her strength like a wickedness, leaving her powerless to resist, leaning in his arms and letting him do whatever he wanted.

After a fierce and overbearing kiss, Mu Rongmian's lips left, and he bit the tip of Ji Mianmian's nose gently: "How is my body? Huh?"

Ji Mianmian was panting, her eyes were blurred, her lips were steaming, her cheeks were crimson, and her red lips were seductive. She moved her lips and wanted to talk, but Mu Rongmian blocked her mouth: "Forget it, you still don't want to speak Now. "

He was worried that if she spoke, he might not be able to control it directly.

There was only a short door left, and when the door was opened, their night had really just begun.

Mu Rongmian held Ji Mianmian's hand and turned the key to open the door.

He was holding Ji Mianmian and was about to enter, but he heard a woman exclaiming: "Randy ..."

Randy (兰迪), the English name of Murong Mian.

This is a name he has never heard of in a few days, and this is also a name that no one in China knows now.

Mu Rongmian's body was a little stiff, and the tide that was originally coded on his face and eyes suddenly dissipated, and even the body temperature that was difficult to heat up was cooled again.

Ji Mianmian in his arms moved a little, and wanted to turn around, he immediately hugged her to keep her from moving.

Footsteps came from behind, and the man called again: "Randy ..."

Mu Rongmian held Ji Mianmian's arm to tighten. He refused to let her turn, and bowed her head and kissed her, and said, "Good, rest first, I have something to do."

Ji Mianmian would like to turn back, "But ..."

Mu Rongmian pushed the suitcase and Ji Mianmian into the house ...