The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

Lan Xinhui herself was also taken aback, she took a step back unconsciously, and fell against the side of the opened trunk.

Wang Zichen took a step forward and approached her. He was panting violently, and the blood all over his body was clamoring to punish her severely.

"Are you flirting with me?" he asked, his voice hoarse and deep with emotion, his eyes seemed to burst into sparks, burning on her body.

Lan Xinhui hid, there was nowhere to hide. "No, it's not...I'm sorry!" She apologized anxiously: "I...I didn't mean it!"

"Whether it was intentional or not, you did tease me." He said hoarsely, and looked down at somewhere with his head upright: "What should I do?"

what to do?Where does she know what to do?Lan Xinhui was also upset at this time.The ambiguous and intimate images between him and her before whizzed past in her mind, making her even more flustered...

"What are you doing?" Wang Ziji's voice came from behind Wang Zichen, and he glanced at the two people who were almost stuck together: "Do you want me to lend you my car?"

Wang Zichen closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried his best to suppress the burst of passion.

"Oh, that, I'll find a towel for Miao Miao." Lan Xinhui said, turned around and continued to search in the suitcase.

Wang Zichen was standing too close to her, when she turned around, **** bumped into that **** object by accident.

In fact, it was just brushing lightly, but Wang Zichen groaned as if he had been hit with a sap.

He only felt that his mind seemed to have completely exploded. If it wasn't for Xiaoji standing not far behind him, he didn't know what the situation would be like!

Lan Xinhui also felt that she had made a mistake, she was so embarrassed that she really wanted to get into the trunk.

She wiped her face, which was so hot that it was about to burn, and reached out to the right interlayer to feel it, but she didn't touch the towel, only to realize that she was no longer able to distinguish between left and right, so she quickly reached out to the other side, and sure enough, she touched the towel.

She pulled out the towel, turned around, and met Wang Zichen who was close behind her again.

Hearing another grunt from Wang Zichen, she glanced at his blushing face, and said innocently and helplessly, "Who made you so close to me?"

"Lan Xinhui..." Wang Zichen softly called her name, his voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of supplication.

They were so close before, Lan Xinhui knew what he meant.

But how?In today's blue sky?In such a wilderness?And there is Wang Ziji as an audience?Most importantly, they are no longer in that relationship.

Lan Xinhui took a deep breath, and pushed him away: "Let me go, Miaomiao is waiting for a towel."

Wang Zichen was pushed back a step by her, he watched Lan Xinhui helplessly, turned her body sideways, and walked away.

"Lan Xinhui, if there is anything wrong with me, you have to be responsible!" He said in a low voice with a hoarse voice.

Lan Xinhui didn't turn her head back, and didn't pause in her footsteps, she turned around and went to the car, as if she didn't hear what he said.

Wang Zichen sighed angrily, it was really uncomfortable to hold back at this time, he was really worried that he would be suffocated.

"Lan Xinhui, one day, I will double the sins I suffered today!" He thought angrily, while taking his underwear and towel, he went to a simple changing room nearby to change his underwear.

Imagining in his mind how to repay the losses and sins suffered today doubled, he quickly vented the fire that was hoarding and was about to explode.Then she wiped herself off, put on clean underwear and came out.