100 Days of Honey Wars: Dictatorship Boss, flirt

When Jiang Luyao saw Qiao Mucheng who was only wearing a bath towel around his waist, he couldn't help being stunned.

With dripping hair, a strong upper body, and a bronze complexion, it's not like she hasn't seen a man with a good figure, but when she saw Qiao Mucheng's almost naked body, she was still a little distracted.

But soon, this feeling that shouldn't appear was easily concealed by her.

She retracted her gaze, flung her seaweed-like hair charmingly, looked at him again, and smiled casually, "Why should I go out? I am your legal wife. This room, this bed, is half of yours. With half of me, is it possible that you made me a widow on the first day of the wedding?"

She didn't believe it, he really didn't have to reject the prey that came to his door.

I have heard that men are divided into sexual desire and abstinence.

She just didn't believe it, he, Qiao Mucheng, was really an ascetic.

"I'll repeat it again. I told you this morning that I promised to marry you, but I didn't promise to share a room with you. Before I get completely angry, get out of this room immediately."

Forced marriage, bed climbing, does she know how to write the word reserved?
At this moment, the icy coldness in Qiao Mucheng's eyes could no longer be described as a thousand-year cold jade. He was really worried that he would throw Jiang Luyao out of this room in the next second.

Seeing his impatience, Jiang Luyao felt a tingling pain in his heart, but he still smiled without changing his face: "Morning is morning, and evening is night. What you say in the morning can only be counted in the morning. Evening It is your duty as a husband to share a bed with me."

She wanted to seduce him, but she never thought that this man would be as if he had taken dynamite at the moment, and he would not buy her at all, which made her feel deeply frustrated.

Qiao Mucheng, are you not interested in women, or are you not interested in her alone?

The shameless provocation made Qiao Mucheng's face darken. He casually threw the towel aside, walked to the bed, bent over, clasped her chin with his bony hands, and looked down at her, extremely angry. Laughing, his tone was full of sarcasm: "Jiang Luyao, are you so cheap? You want to fuck a man?"

Thinking of how she seduced other men like this, he felt mixed feelings in his heart.

He hated Jiang Luyao, hated himself, hated those men, hated the instigator.

"Hmm..." Due to the pain, Jiang Luyao groaned.

He said she was cheap?

A wave of anger rose leisurely in her chest, and she replied frankly, "Yeah, I'm such a cheapie, I just want to fuck you." The strength from his hand made her face flushed, but she understood, It's almost impossible to break free.

The corners of her lips raised, since he said she was cheap, then she would show him completely cheap.

In the next second, Jiang Luyao pulled the towel wrapped around Qiao Mucheng's waist, and his whole body was just exposed in the air.

Qiao Mucheng was caught off guard that she would make this move, and frowned, with an ugly expression on his face.

At the same time, the strength in the hand is also light.

Jiang Luyao took the opportunity to avoid his restraint, stretched out his slender arms, wrapped his arms around his neck, and moved her lips close to him.

The soft red lips just attached to Qiao Mucheng's slightly cool lips.

Jiang Luyao's soul-stirring eyes were full of complacency, and the moment Qiao Mucheng froze, her other hand was attached to his chest.

Feeling the stiffness from him, she became even more unscrupulous, drawing circles on his chest provocatively with the index finger of her right hand.

Feeling the skillful kiss of the woman under him, Qiao Mucheng stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pressed her under him.

Involuntarily prying her lips open, aggressively using his tongue to invade the territory that he had longed for. Different from her kiss, his kiss carried obvious punishment and anger.

Just as Jiang Luyao stretched out his hand and slid down from his chest, his teeth bit her lower lip hard.

"uh-huh……"

With a muffled snort, the pain on the lower lip instantly spread to Jiang Luyao's limbs and bones. His slightly closed eyes opened, and the movements of his hands stopped because of the sudden pain.

Qiao Mucheng actually bit her.

Mixed with the sound of panting breathing and the bloody breath between the lips and teeth, Jiang Luyao looked at the man above her, and her eyes met. The same domineering eyes and arrogant self-esteem made her suddenly have a same idea.

Compared with it, it was a little more forceful, and at the moment when Qiao Mucheng was defenseless, he bit down.