The Hegemon's Kiss Addiction

Song Jiujiu didn't dare to speak. Fu Tsai didn't say anything. He just lit his fingertips on the steering wheel. His weak voice was like a small hammer, beating song's heart one by one.

She is going to be crazy because of this feeling. Her small body is close to the door. It looks like Fu Tsai, like a gecko.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Fu Tsai's eyes flashed a trace of dissatisfaction, but then he raised his eyebrows and eyes. He pulled the man over, and the powerful song Jiujiu's nose directly hit his chest.

Song and September in an instant struggle up, eyes panic.

"What are you doing?! Let me go! Let go of me

Fu Tsai raised her eyebrows and suddenly felt a little funny. At this time, he was like a cat with hair exploding. It seems that he is always on guard against him. Is it necessary? He just doesn't control his strength well.

"I beg you..."

Song Jiujiu's face was full of tears, and the memory of that day rushed into her mind again. The savage plunder and acquisition of this man are full of torture now.

Fu Tsai was stunned. Her hands were trembled with cold tears and her eyebrows frowned. How could this woman be so cowardly, like a fool.

But

She's so cute.

His mouth hook, slowly extended his fingers, in the other side's face stroked, her skin is very good, long very water, very natural water, no makeup, pupil in a pure.

Fingertips in her face pause, finally fell on her chin, deliberately frivolous touch, eyes stained with a bit of evil.

Song September's tears rolling one by one, even in the face of the Song family, she has never been so afraid, this man is too dangerous.

Fu Tsai's mouth was always slightly hooked, and his fingertips turned around her chin. Finally, she attacked her neck and walked slowly.

Song Jiujiu shudders to close his eyes, dare not to see the darkness in his eyes, the shame in his heart washes her wave by wave, the scouring she is about to support, the tears on her face are more severe.

She's his sister-in-law. How could he

How can

Fu Tsai's fingertips stained her body temperature, very warm, very soft, eyes are deep, along her collar, you can see that piece of covered beauty.

White face pear with rain, fragile and helpless, she did not know, the more like this, the more can hook the devil in men's heart.

Fu Tsai smiles, some evil in his eyes. He takes his mobile phone and takes a picture.

Because song Jiujiu closed his eyes and cried all the time. He didn't know what Fu Tsai was doing. He felt that he was far away from himself, so he dared to open his closed eyes.

Fu Tsai has returned to his seat, fiddling with his mobile phone. His eyes smile deeply. When he sees song's eyes open, he turns his head lightly.

"You look beautiful crying."

Song Jiujiu pursed her lips and was told by the other party. Her tears fell down again. Her eyes were flushed and she wanted to bow her head, but Fu Tsai suddenly held her chin with her fingers.

"It's more beautiful looking like this."

Fu Tsai's eyes are a little ambiguous, looking at the tears on Song's face, and chuckled.

Is it so funny that women cry?

He thought so evil in his heart, he did not drive, his head slowly approached, pecked at each other's eyes, his lips itched with wet eyelash brush.