Dangerous love of a wealthy family: a warrant for fleeing his wife at a sky-high price

The lust in his eyes didn't show any signs of fading. He just held her wrist tightly, pulled his windbreaker to wrap her up casually, and opened the car door.

Ah... how embarrassing!

Seeing the light suddenly, Jingshaji felt like a concubine who went to bed in the palace in ancient times, being wrapped in such a casual way, and it was still in broad daylight——

The moment the car door opened, she instinctively closed her eyes in shame and buried her face in his firm chest, and then she realized, as if...

God!When is it dark!

The suburbs of Paris are so quiet that only the chirping of Zhizhi can be heard. The round moon above the head is whitish, and the starry sky is flickering, just like being in a fairy tale world...

She...should have really become Cinderella...

Otherwise...how could God let her meet Han Ziye...

But when she woke up at twelve o'clock...she...what should she do...

Thinking of this, her nose turned sore, she unconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck, buried her head in his chest, and greedily sniffed the refreshing breath unique to him.

She must remember...to remember this taste...for a lifetime!Even...even if one day, they really parted from now on, she could still recall his taste and the dream-like beauty between them...

She pressed against his heart with peace of mind, slowly closed her eyes, and listened to the steady and powerful beating of the heart in his chest.

Han Ziye carried her into the other garden, but there was no servant at home, and Nuo Da's house was surprisingly quiet.

She glanced at the furnishings here, and found that even the biggest wall here was a painting of hers...

This really made Jingshaji slightly startled, raised his eyes and glanced at him cautiously, and then bumped into his deep gaze——

Once again, he bent down and locked her kiss deeply. The deep kiss was full of lingering love for her, his long-term longing, his long-standing affection for her, because of this kiss, it became even deeper... …

Finally, once again, she stretched her white arms around his neck, actively responding to his emotions poured into a kiss.He kissed her, lifted her high above his head, and lingered deeply in her fragrance.

His large windbreaker slipped off his shoulders, revealing her pale pink shoulders. He kissed her all the way, and at some point he laid her flat on the big bed in the bedroom.

Her cheeks were like peonies in full bloom in summer, and her bright eyes were like stars at night, staring at his handsome appearance with a hint of shyness...

She thought, she was ready, ready to give herself to him completely...

"Mmm... cat... Jing cat..." He pressed his hot lips against her neck, called her name delicately, and gently licked her sweetness...

"Say,...you want me." His vague and magnetic voice sounded in her ears in a trance.

"Well...Midnight...I want to..."

At this moment, Han Ziye suddenly pulled away from her body.

Jingshaji slightly opened her blurred eyes, and suddenly realized that Han Ziye seemed to have put a slippery ball in her mouth.

"What...?" Just as she was about to vomit, Han Ziye leaned over to her ear, with a small warning in his voice: "Don't move, it's just a cherry."

Her mind was still hazy and not so clear-headed, and she didn't pay attention to his whispers before, until she heard his voice lingering softly in her ears again: "You asked Qianqian to cook the secret cherries for me every day—— "