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Chapter Three Seven Days and Seven Century 48

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    There was a bit of gnashing of teeth in the sassy voice, but Qin Haoran seemed to be quite happy with it.

    "Hehe, I am a beast, and you are my prey." He leaned on her neck and smiled softly, his laughter sounded relaxed and happy.

    Sa Shuang twisted his body, trying to break free from his confinement, but it was useless.

    "Qin Haoran." Sai Shuang yelled sharply, thinking in his mind whether he should make an exception and greet his lower body to end the catastrophe and dispel his anger.

    "Well, in private, you can call me Haoran, and I allow you to call me by my name." Haoran still kissed her neck lightly nostalgic.

    "Oh? Should I say it's a great honor?" Sai Shuang's mind froze for a moment, and when he woke up, he still struggled resolutely, panting and sneering.

    "Don't move." Qin Haoran cursed in a low voice, cursing her and himself: What is this, self-inflicted?

    Sa Shuang was taken aback by his yelling, she raised her head to meet his eyes, and she immediately understood why he got angry.

    His eyes, originally elegant and sexy, always shining with sly and playful peach blossom eyes, stared straight at her at this moment, with dark, deep and dark eyes.

    Although Sa Shuang has no experience, he also knows what this means. The arm holding her is as solid as iron, and even through the medium-thick clothes, he can still clearly feel the heat from his body.

    Sashuang's face was flushed red, he bit his lower lip, a little at a loss, but he stopped twisting.

    Qin Haoran narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms, his face was flushed, his big eyes glanced to one side in a panic, he suddenly felt amused: why, his always unrestrained, indifferent and meaningless emotions frequently lost control when he came to her.

    He tightened his arms and pressed her into his arms even harder, and they could clearly hear each other's breathing.

    No, not breathing, but gasping and whispering curses.

    The sassy hairstyle is messed up, fine sweat oozes from his face, and small beads of sweat hang on the fine fluff, so delicate and cute.

    Haoran raised his eyes to look at her somewhat messy ponytail, looked at it seriously for a long time, then suddenly raised his hand, and tore off the hair tie. For a moment, the black hair scattered and fell straight down, falling on her back, shoulders, and even a few hairs.  A lock of hair fell on his shoulders, and the black and smooth hair was like a bond between the two, entwined around their collars, and it seemed impossible to tell each other apart for a moment.

    "You are like this, the most beautiful, I like it." Haoran stared at Sashuang for a long time, his eyes sparkling, and then he whispered in her ear.

    It is obviously an annoying man, and it is obviously an extremely frivolous sentence.

    Why, her heart was beating wildly, and her whole body was trembling in his arms.

    "Why are you trembling?" Qin Haoran asked urgently, his voice was knowingly asking, and there was also a sense of persecution in his voice.

    Sa Shuang bit his lower lip, and suddenly forgot where he was and who he was facing, his mind was blank for a while, and then he answered the wrong words: "makeup, put on."

    Qin Haoran was startled, but suddenly laughed loudly.

    Sa Shuang saw him laughing so presumptuously for the first time, and looked at him with some confusion.

    I saw him stop laughing in embarrassment, the corners of his lips still curved, "Sassy, ??sassy."

    She didn't expect that he would call her name for no reason.  Everyone in the company called her "winnie", and Yang Yidan and he always called her "Wei Sashuang", with both names and surnames, showing an impatient look.

    This is the first time, hearing him call himself that.

    Some caring, some warmth, a feeling of love arises spontaneously.

    Sashuang's heart trembled, and then he looked at him blankly, thinking so foolishly, and suddenly the door was pushed open.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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