C7

Zuo Feng got into the driver's seat quickly, started the car, and at the same time asked behind him: "Young Master, where are we going?"

"In a nearby hotel." The man behind him pursed his lips.

"So hot ?" The woman in his embrace let out a delicate moan as she tore her collar with her slender hands. Her small face was blushing and her red lips were alluring because they were dry.

Leng Jueye pulled on the shield in front of him, cutting it off from the driver's seat.

Zuo Feng, who was sitting in the front seat, raised his eyebrows. He really wanted to be an invisible man.

Due to her body constantly surging with a feeling of emptiness, Wen Xin, intoxicated, instinctively wanted to do something.

With a stomp of her legs, she sat on the man's lap. Lifting her head slightly, her rosy cheeks were covered with a layer of attractive blush. Like a blooming rose, she was extremely beautiful.

Those half-closed eyes had a hint of green and charming charm to them. Coupled with her delicate face, it was enough to cause others to be unable to open their eyes.

Her hair fell slightly in front of the man's slightly open chest.

Leng Jueye's gaze dimmed a bit as he reached out to grab the small hand that was messing around in her chest, "Woman, do you know what you're doing?"

"So uncomfortable ?" Can you help me? " Wen Xin did not know what was going on in her mouth. She just wanted to release her anger and extinguish the flames in her heart.

"How do you want me to help you?" Leng Jueye covered her lips in a low voice, admiring her seductive look.

How? Wen Xin could not explain why ?

The man suddenly reached out and grabbed her slender waist in a kind manner, "Is that so?"

She immediately let out a comfortable cry. At the same time, she pushed his hand away, a little annoyed. "Don't ?" "Touch me ?"

"Isn't it very comfortable? "Don't touch it, how can I help you then?" The man was making fun of her.

"Go away!" After Wen Xin finished speaking, her body slipped and she fell down from between the man's legs and sat down.

He reached out and pulled her up. If this carried on, he would lose control.

"If you want me to save you, then don't regret it." The man kept his distance, his hot breath all over her face.

It burned Wen Xin's heart and caused it to beat wildly.

She bewilderedly looked at his handsome face as he approached. She felt his lips were about to kiss her. Her eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly closed her eyes.

Leng Jueye's long fingers hooked onto her lower jaw, bent his head, and kissed her lips lightly.

A unique male aura came from all directions, causing Wen Xin's mind to turn blank.

The alarm bell in his muddle-headed mind rang loudly, wanting to push him away, but when his small hand pressed down on his shoulder, he was completely unable to muster any strength.

He had long forgotten about the number of women that Leng Jueye had kissed, but at this moment, he was easily stirred up by the aura of the woman in front of him.