Chapter 110 Legal Partner Shen Manzhi pressed Qin Yanfeng's hand to get off him, but someone secretly adjusted the lights and the area around the two of them darkened.
"I haven't touched other women, as you can see."
Her wrist paused slightly, and Qin Yanfeng held it in his hand and rubbed it gently. There was a burning desire in his eyes, which was clearly extinguished under the rotating light.
Zhou Mi suggested quietly from the side, "Sister-in-law, how about you take Brother Yan back first?"
Shen Manzhi pulled back the deep emotions and stood up with Qin Yanfeng's shoulders, his eyelashes slightly lowered, "Okay."
Qin Yanfeng sat still and just looked at her.
It actually seemed a bit aggrieved.
Shen Manzhi hummed softly and held out his hand.
Qin Yanfeng slowly raised his hand, pulled her to stand up, and followed Shen Manzhi out.
When Wei Song was incredulous, he watched the door of the private room close and said to the people around him, "Is Ayan half drunk, or really drunk?"
If you are half drunk, you can act, if you are very drunk, it is instinctive.
Zhou Mi was not surprised, "Didn't you see the way Brother Yan looked at his sister-in-law? How can singles like us understand this?"
The person next to him suddenly understood, touched his chin and said, "I can't tell, Brother Yan is still a maniac about doting on his wife."
They didn't know whether they doted on her or not, but at least, they all saw clearly that after Shen Manzhi came in, the noble young master, who had always been taciturn, kept his eyes glued to the woman and never moved away.
Qin Yanfeng didn't care where he was. He walked through the corridor and walked to the safe passage upstairs. Shen Manzhi let him pull him and led the people to the fifth floor.
When the fingerprint was unlocked, Shen Manzhi turned around and caught the man's sticky eyes.
She was silent for two seconds, "Do you know who I am?"
"Shen Manzhi," Qin Yanfeng said her name clearly, his warm and affectionate eyes suddenly smiled, "my legal partner."
"So can we kiss?"
"..."
Give you what you can.
Shen Manzhi pressed his finger down, and the door opened in response.
The person behind her came in, hugged her waist from behind, leaned against her shoulder and neck, and sighed softly, low and sultry, "Mrs."
The man who tricked her into taking off her seatbelt in the car last time was just drunk and used alcohol to trick her, but this time he was really drunk.
That kind of undisguised desire was clearly displayed in his eyes, locking her impartially.
Shen Manzhi turned around in his arms and pushed him against the door. The charming beauty finally took back the initiative.
She raised her head with a smile at the end of her eyes. She held the man's angular jawline with her slender hands and brought it close to his mouth. She was like a cat indulging in lust, making people feel itchy. "You can kiss it."
The hand on her waist suddenly tightened, and the hand moved to the back of her neck, holding it gently, causing her to tremble slightly.
Qin Yanfeng lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers, both lightly and heavily. In the end, he did not press down, but he tried his best to restrain his lips and parted them.
He took her words to heart and kissed her only once.
Shen Manzhi's auricle slowly became congested and turned red, burning hot.
During the conversation between the two in the morning, she herself said that it was best for each other to be alone, but now, she was soft-hearted and accepted his outright possessiveness.
Since they are legal partners, kissing should be reasonable.
She raised her hand to wrap around Qin Yanfeng's neck, and put it lightly against the Adam's apple in front of her eyes. The man pinched his waist to press it down, but she raised her hand to resist it, and said with a charming smile, "Huh?"
Qin Yanfeng pressed her forehead against hers, stopped his thoughts, and said in a hoarse voice, "Kiss me again."
She imitated her previous kissing experience and bit his lips lightly.
Qin Yanfeng was stunned for only half a second, then he hugged the person in his arms, slowly following her will and lingering.
The body temperature rises, a light pink color begins to spread on the skin, and the initiative is finally exchanged.
The weak one is like a lonely leaf floating in the water, unable to reach the shore. The bones are soft and pressed into the arms, and the most primitive thoughts in the heart are evoked little by little.
I don't know how long it floated before being picked up with one Yanfeng picked her up and walked to the only big bed in the room, put her down, and continued the kiss.
There is a piece of softness under the black silk skirt.
Shen Manzhi was forced to straighten his waist, fall into the broad palm, and get a little closer.
"Stop..."
The hem of the skirt has been rolled up deep.
Shen Manzhi's eyes were filled with mist, and she vaguely saw the red eyes of the man, which was frighteningly possessive. Her mind exploded with a bang, and her body reacted honestly, and she couldn't help but curl up.
Shen Manzhi pushed him away slightly and called his name.
Qin Yanfeng was holding her up, his broken hair touching his eyebrows, and he was still a little confused.
Shen Manzhi breathed calmly and held his arms in front of him. His peach blossom eyes, which had already been stained with water, remained half awake and said softly, "No."
I wonder if he listened.
After a while, he took back his hand, placed it calmly beside her, and whispered a few words into her ear.
Shen Manzhi looked slightly condensed and didn't respond. He just pushed him aside and sat up, breathing unsteadily, "Go to sleep."
Qin Yanfeng's hand was pulled, and she was lying on the bed. Her shirt was already wrinkled, but she couldn't hide her elegant look. She opened her eyelids lazily, stuffed something into her hand, and circled her wrist to prevent her from leaving. , calling her name gently and lovingly.
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At twelve o'clock in the morning, the night was heavy, and light rain began to fall outside the window.
The person on the balcony was lying on a rocking chair wearing only a thin long skirt, with her slender legs crossed on the window sill. Through the glass window, she could see the thin raindrops under the dim street lamp.
But what lingered in her mind was the room with no lights on, and the man's sexy and stunning face suddenly appeared as she moved and breathed back and forth.
A thick blanket was placed around her waist, bringing her back to her thoughts.
Jingmo leaned against the window sill with a bottle of red wine, looking at Shen Manzhi's wistful expression.
When she is alone, she is often the most worried, but she never likes to show it.
The black hair fell from her shoulders and neck, and Jingmo saw a touch of red on her collarbone, with some signs of gnawing.
"It's cold at night, please go back to your room and rest early."
Shen Manzhi rubbed his wrist unconsciously, half-closed his eyes, his eyes were unfocused, but he mentioned something else, "This year has passed very quickly."
Jingmo turned sideways and looked out the window. There were still pedestrians walking in twos and threes on the road, holding umbrellas and walking hurriedly in the rain.
"Yes, two years is just a snap of the fingers." She took the wine glass from the round table, "Are you coming back this time?"
Shen Manzhi didn't reply. He took the red wine, shook it twice, and drank it in one gulp.
"In the past, you would never have come back."
Although Shen Manzhi grew up in Huaicheng and had friends and family here, "family" was not considered family. Friends... to her were just comfort in a boring life.
Moreover, the years when she really grew up were in the capital, so there was nothing worth remembering here.
However, she is married after all.
Shen Manzhi licked the rich mellow fragrance between his lips and teeth and smiled carelessly, "You want to say that I have to consider my legal partner now?"
"It's always a bond, and it's difficult to separate completely, not to mention," Kyosu saw the deep dark color in her eyes that could not be dispelled. He remembered the scene in the private room just now, and it fell on her collarbone again, "He said to her You are possessive."
And, very deep.
Shen Manzhi rested his elbows on the armrest of the recliner, tilted his head and held his hands, noncommittal.
Kyousue continued, "What do you think of him?"
I really didn’t write about anything below the neck. You kept me in a dark room for so long.
(End of this chapter)