Quick Transmigration: The Second Female Lead is Poisonous

Seeing that his hand had already unbuttoned her collar, the kiss fell restlessly on her collarbone. She finally realized that she had to say something to make him stop, "Ning Yi! I'm not an adult!"

"I'll kiss you and don't do anything else." He lifted his head from her chest, with a narrow smile in his eyes, "What does the scenery think I am going to do?"

"I...you..." She was thin-skinned and couldn't tell.

Ning Yi kissed her lips again, wiping her lips and tongue very softly, without a hint of eroticism, "I will follow the rules of scenery, but at least...I can enjoy some rights that a husband should have."

She and he didn't even have a small copy of the marriage certificate! Where did the husband come from!

The scenery was crying without tears, and couldn't refute it, because he would only take her words as the wind in his ears. Turning his head, she felt sulky and angered by her own powerlessness. Facing this old monster, she was just plain and without anything Mary Su, the ultimate lethality, is really no threat at all.

Ning Yi looked at the falling snow and cherry blossoms in this room, and he asked in a low voice, "Scenery seems to be in a very complicated mood now?"

Isn’t it complicated? She herself can’t figure out what she should be feeling. The target of this strategy has somehow entangled her before she has done anything. She should be happy, but she always has a sense of uncertainty. When I feel inexplicable, I always like to use three words to define it. That is the sense of security. Somehow, the closer this Ning Yi is to her, the weaker her sense of security.

Facing her silently, Ning Yi sighed, he turned his body, and let her lie on his body, stroking her back with his hand, and he asked softly, "I am angry. ?"

"No." A short and quick answer would definitely prove that she was angry.

She leaned her face on his chest to prevent him from seeing her expression.

Ning Yi asked again: "Don't like me touching you?"

This time she was silent for a long time, and finally replied hardly, "I like it."

She would speed up her heartbeat when he touched him, but it was undeniable that in the bottom of her heart, she felt enjoyment, and the stimulating current glided across her body, making her feel faintly excited.

He raised the corners of his lips and smiled, very happy, "If I like it, why should I be angry again?"

"Because everything is up to you, I have no initiative at all!" She held his chest and raised her head, letting him see the dissatisfaction in her own eyes. Because of her identity, she was used to being above herself. In front of him, she will always have only passive acceptance.

He was a little surprised and this might be the reason, but it is better than hearing her say that he hates himself, so he compromised and lay flat, "Well, all the initiative is given to you. Do whatever you want, I Never resist."

"Do you think I dare?"

He laughed, "Of course not, scenery has always been bold, isn't it?"

This is saying she dare not.

Feng Jing was furious, and violently lowered her head and bit his neck until she bit out a tooth mark that was not deep or shallow, and he did not scream out. Instead, he gently touched the top of her head, as if giving a The cat that has blown up its hair smoothly.

He is not an ordinary ghost that she understands, and Feng Guang suddenly realized this fact. Otherwise, how could she possibly leave tooth marks on his body?