rebirth daughter returns

Chu Mochen hugged her horizontally, a heart beating slightly rapidly in his strong and powerful chest.

Reach out and open the door.

There are bodyguards waiting outside the door.

He ordered in a low voice: "Zhang Wei, send Xue Tao to the room on the third floor of Yunting, and give the room card to Song Yunying who was stopped at the front desk."

The black-clothed bodyguard named Zhang Wei nodded: "Yes, Young Master Chu."

Song Yunxuan felt that something was missing in Chu Mochen's order, so she clung to his shoulders with her fingers and bent them slightly.

Chu Mochen noticed her small movements and looked down at her face.

Song Yunxuan bit her lips, and didn't look directly at him, her long curly black eyelashes covered the look in her eyes.

He reminded again in a calm voice: "Zhang Wei, remember that the branch media said that the marriage between the Xue family and the Song family is up to this time."

"Don't worry, Young Master Chu, I know what to do."

Zhang Wei has been with Chu Mochen for more than ten years, from childhood to adulthood, he naturally understands what Chu Mochen wants him to do.

The order is over.

Chu Mochen lowered his head and gently asked Song Yunxuan, "Are you satisfied?"

Song Yunxuan didn't move, the appearance of biting her lip slightly was very attractive.

Seeing her silence, Chu Mochen actually felt in a very good mood.

The woman in his arms was a taciturn, withdrawn and cunning woman.

Her city is much deeper than her outward age.

He carried her all the way to his office in Yunting.

Song Yunxuan was wrapped in his arms, without saying a word of rejection.

But when the whole person was placed on the sofa in the office, he frowned and subconsciously put his hands on the neckline.

"Do you want to refuse?" Chu Mochen said with a smile, and the expression on his handsome face was a bit evil, "Or do you want to resist?"

Song Yunxuan carefully considered whether she should follow her instinct of loathing men to struggle.

His lips kissed the corners of her lips, moving towards her lips bit by bit.

But she still bit her lip uncontrollably, in order to refuse to kiss him.

Can't let a man kiss her lips.

She hates these men who betray love and cheat love.

No, I don't want you to kiss my lips.

She frowned, and turned her head again and again when he tried to kiss her lips, refusing to dodge.

"You don't like men kissing your lips?"

She turned her face sideways, looked at the furnishings in the office, and answered him indifferently: "You just want a body, where are you asking for so many?"

He was obviously asking him back, but there was a clear rejection meaning from the bottom of his heart.

Chu Mochen raised his hand to loosen his tie, and nodded vigorously: "You are right, then you are not allowed to cry out in pain, I want you to cry, so you can cry for me, understand?"

Whenever she cries, he stops.

He's not in the habit of making a woman cry.

Moreover, those women have always posted up, when did she force a woman to accept his attack.

The overwhelming kisses fell on the neck and shoulders, and her big hands moved along her tailbone and waist.

The unbearable low cry was severely suppressed between her lips and teeth, and even though her body seemed to be on fire, she did not utter a single word.

His approach was a little gentler than the person he seemed to be.

Suffering and frightened, she wanted to bounce off the bed and escape from the bed.

He held her down, kissed her forehead gently, and comforted her with a bit of tenderness: "Don't be afraid of Changge, I will gently."

What he said made her feel as if she was struck by lightning.