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

"Zichen..." Lan Xinhui heard herself calling to Wang Zichen softly. Was she trying to stop him from continuing?But she heard her own voice was delicate and soft, as if she was encouraging him.

"Huh?" Wang Zichen replied, his voice was low, deep, with some sexy hoarseness.

The scorching light in his beautiful eyes was shining brightly, Lan Xinhui was dazzled by the glare, she forgot what she wanted to say, and forgot to say no.

He propped his elbows on both sides of her neck, held her face in his hands, and looked at it carefully, and the thumbs of both hands seemed to be caressing her face unconsciously.

Seeing her dark eye circles due to not sleeping well these days, he lowered his head and kissed those dark eye sockets with pity.Gently and softly, as if worried that he would kiss her painfully.

Feeling the pity and care in his kiss, Lan Xinhui's heart softened, and the original resistance and rejection in her heart also softened.

So, when his soft, soft kiss slid down to her lips, she responded to him.

Her response made him gasp in surprise, his heart throbbed uncontrollably, and the kiss between his lips became agitated.The more he kissed, the more passionate he became. It was as if a fire ignited from under his belly, and the fire spread rapidly, not only igniting his whole body, but also spreading to her body.

Lan Xinhui felt the scorching fire burning from his body to her body. His hands seemed to be holding fire seeds, and he caressed her body. Wherever he touched, he brought the fire seeds, and those fire seeds gradually burned on her body. Fire up, and burn more and more vigorously.

She was so burned that she gradually lost her ability to think, she didn't know what to do, she just clung to him, panting...

With a soft "da", the door of the apartment was opened by the key, and then the door was pushed open silently.

After all, Wang Zichen had practiced a few times, although he was in a state of confusion, he still heard the sound of the door opening.He immediately stopped his movements, and at the same time he sat down, he hurriedly helped Lan Xinhui tidy up the somewhat messy dress in time.

However, Lan Xinhui's ruddy face could not recover in a short time, and realizing that Millie and the others had returned, she hurried towards the kitchen.

Qin Lao and Mi Li were sullen for some reason. After entering the door, they changed their shoes and came in. When they saw Wang Zichen, they were a little surprised. They simply greeted each other and went into the room to change their clothes. He noticed the unabated red tide on Wang Zichen's face.

After they entered their respective rooms, Wang Zichen also stood up and walked into the kitchen. He reached out to wrap around Lan Xinhui from behind, bowed his head and kissed her shoulder.

"Oh, don't mess around." Lan Xinhui struggled, and said coquettishly: "You clearly know that they have returned... let go."

"Let's go home quickly!" Wang Zichen stole another incense stick with his head down, and then reluctantly let go: "There are too many people here, it's inconvenient to do anything."

Lan Xinhui was silent for a moment, then said softly: "Let's go back after dinner first!"

She had promised him that she would go back after the DNA test results came out.

She will not regret it, and she has figured it out these days, even if they are really cousins, she will go back with him and be with him.He can do that for her, she shouldn't continue to escape.The big deal is that she won't have children, so she can adopt them.

Hearing Lan Xinhui made it clear that she would go back with him, Wang Zichen overjoyed and came over to hug her, and kissed her again.

"Be careful, don't be too sweet," Millie teased after changing her clothes, "I heard that eating sweet things at night is easy to gain weight."