C6 To be His Woman

Qiao Yiyi bumped into his chest. Borrowing the light from the lamp, her gaze sized up the man at a close distance. She originally wanted to ask for help, but she suddenly exclaimed, "You … You are Loong Yuchen... Don't touch me, don't touch me. "Go away." She took a step back and stepped on the hem of her skirt. It looked like she was about to fall.

The man extended his hand in a very kind manner, saving her in his embrace. He lowered his head and looked at the little thing that was being tortured by the medicine. The smile on his face grew even wider.

The woman in his arms, with her silky long hair flowing in waves, and the strong contrast between her black and white skin, gave his strong heart a light bump.

The drug was too strong. Qiao Yiyi knew that the man in front of her was Loong Yuchen, but she unconsciously twisted her body. She was breathing in a strong masculine breath.

She painfully closed her eyes. Her slender hands pulled down her skirt that was originally covering her chest even further. And her actions were undoubtedly an invitation to a man.

Qiao Yiyi lost consciousness and began to fidget with the man's well-built chest, as if this would ease the pain in her body.

Her lips, so red that blood dripped from it, brushed against his white skin. "So hot …" she muttered under her breath.

Loong Yuchen admired her coquettish way of sending herself to the door, rolling up and down like a sexy crotch with male charms. The next second, he curled his lips, picked up the woman in his arms and went upstairs.

Arriving at the master bedroom, Loong Yuchen loosened his grip and Qiao Yiyi was thrown onto the soft bed. She rolled around and her slender legs were exposed as well, revealing a slender pink color.

"Damn it." Loong Yuchen was a bit upset. His self-control after practicing for so many years was about to be ruined by a woman he had just met?

Annoyed, he undid two buttons on his chest and suddenly bent over to support Qiao Yiyi's body. He pinched her small chin. "Remember, you're my woman, so it's only right for me to do it."

Qiao Yiyi's masculine scent sprayed down, luring the girl on the bed out of control. She instantly lost her rationality, and without a care, she wrapped her arms around his neck, her upper body coiling around his waist like a snake. Her tender cherry red lips moved towards her sexy lips and kissed them.

Her lips were fragrant and fiery hot, and her breath was like a rosy orchid. She was warm and rough. The touch of her lips made the man's blood boil. Her cold eyes instantly turned as black as a bottomless pit.