Pamper!Mr. Shang threw himself into a trap for love

All thoughts collapsed, Jiang Yun raised her head unconsciously, and the slender lines of her neck were stretched.

There was a faint haze in the gradually blurred eyes.

Shang Yan's kiss stayed on the bruise on her left shoulder, but her big hand went around her hip and fixed on her slender waist.

Jiang Yun trembled violently.

Breathing almost stopped.

The usually calm man suddenly became impulsive and domineering.

The truth made her overwhelmed.

She was breathing tremblingly, reaching out to grab his collar to stabilize her figure, her throat was dry.

Panting lightly, he asked in a low voice: "Shang Yan, have you been drinking?"

Although she didn't smell alcohol on him.

But it was all she could think of to make him suddenly lose control of his emotions.

Shang Yan didn't answer, but Jiang Yun froze first.

The damp heat came from the shoulders.

He kissed her shoulder, breathing hot and hot.

She swallowed her throat and raised her hand to stroke his short hair.

Fingers running through his short hair, chest heaving: "Did Mu Yu drink you?"

At this point, Jiang Yun felt that something was wrong.

Self-denial: "Your temper is not the one who will suffer."

Shang Yan raised his eyes, full of lust.

Just staring at her like this, not for a moment, persistent and serious, like a wild beast staring at its prey, eager to tear it open and swallow it.

Jiang Yun's knees were weakened by his stare.

Raising eyebrows arrogantly: "Did I say something wrong?"

Shang Yan put his big hand on the back of her neck, and rubbed his fingertips against her ear.

As the Adam's apple slipped, a low hoarse voice opened his mouth: "Drink some."

Hearing these words, Jiang Yun leaned forward to sniff him, and asked curiously, "Did you change clothes on purpose?"

Shang Yan stared persistently at her bright eyes, nodded: "Take a bath."

Afraid that she would dislike the smell of alcohol on her body.

Jiang Yun's expression softened, and her tone was a little gentle and helpless: "Drunk?"

Shang Yan was silent for two seconds, then shook his head: "Not at all."

"Lie." She shrugged her nose, cupped his cold and handsome face in her hands, and leaned forward to kiss his lips.

He smiled and said, "If you're not drunk, you wouldn't be so active."

While speaking, Jiang Yun lowered her head and looked at his hand that was stuck to her waist through the hem of her skirt.

The skirt of the nightdress was lifted.

Showing her slender and shapely legs.

The looming muscular curvature of the legs is in stark contrast to the half of the man's lean forearm exposed by the man's slightly rolled up cuffs.

Jiang Yun's legs are not the slender type.

Instead, it looks straight and powerful with a slight muscular radian.

She leaned against the wall, and because of the movement of stepping her feet, her muscle lines became clearer and more deceptive.

Shang Yan lowered his eyes and looked over, his eyes were dark and hot.

But he said: "I said, I have more than desire for you."

The implication: it's not impulsive, but Xiao has been thinking about it for a long time.

Jiang Yun was so teased by his words that she raised her hand and pinched his ears, just about to say something.

The door next to him was knocked.

The words on her lips stopped, Jiang Yun slowed down, and opened her mouth in a low voice: "Who?"

After two seconds of silence outside, Xu Feng's firm voice sounded: "Miss Jiang, it's me."

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yun glanced at the man who was staring at her calmly, and let go of his handsome face.

Going to let him go out.

As a result, Shang Yan turned around and walked out to the sofa, with no intention of leaving at all.

Jiang Yun smiled angrily.

Outside the door, Xu Feng was serious: "The wine bureau of the General Chamber of Commerce drank a lot of alcohol, so I'll bring him sober medicine."

He said: "President Shang is prone to headaches after drinking. I have prepared some spare medicines that may be used and sent them over."

Jiang Yun remembered.

When he was ten years old, he was injected with a special toxin.

He left behind the sequelae of headache. According to what Xu Feng said, it should be that he still fell ill occasionally.

Looking at his figure slowly sitting down on the sofa, my heart is blocked and full of distress.

Sighing, she adjusted her nightgown and opened the door.

Xu Feng glanced at the man sitting carelessly on the sofa from the corner of his eye, and handed a bag to Jiang Yun without squinting: "Boss Shang drank a lot tonight, please trouble Miss Jiang."

Jiang Yun took the bag and looked at Xu Feng: "How much did he drink?"

Xu Feng was stunned for a moment, but said: "No one dares to drink the head merchant's wine at the wine table, but today is an exception."

It has to be said that Xu Feng knows the art of speaking.

I didn't say how much I drank. In short, it was one sentence: more than usual.

Jiang Yun instantly understood that it was indeed Mu Yu who gave him alcohol.

Thinking that Mu Yu was so drunk that his nature was exposed, Jiang Yun understood that Shang Yan probably drank too much.

Nodding in response, she closed the door and returned to the living room.

Turning around, she saw Shang Yan holding her mobile phone in his hand, with an uneasy expression on his face.

With a "thump" in her heart, Jiang Yun hurried over.

Sure enough, Shang Yan was looking at the chat page with Shang Yi that he hadn't had time to quit.

Shang Yan raised his eyes and looked over, not angry, instead he said with dark eyes: "I have been thinking about whether you will be delayed by me when you are with me."

Jiang Yun's eyebrows twitched, looking at his gloomy handsome face, she had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Shang Yan said: "Based on your age, you are really wronged to be with me."

"From the point of view of taste, I seem to be not as rich as they can give you."

Jiang Yun stared at Shang Yan's serious "sad" face, speechless.

Good guy, is jealousy even popular now?

She sighed.

A calculation flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly he said calmly: "Then let's break up."

A calm sentence came out of her mouth, with a hint of coolness.

Jiang Yun stood aside, staring at him condescendingly.

Seeing the obvious stiffness of the man's back, the dark pupils suddenly constricted, and his expression was complex and gloomy.

The expression in the depths of the pupils was unbelievable at first, and then turned into shock and darkness, and the whole person froze there.

For a while, neither of them spoke.

Jiang Yun had a panoramic view of his reaction, and seeing him pursing his lips and bowing his head, she suddenly wondered if she was making a big joke.

Ready to explain.

The man suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms.

The moment her body lost balance and fell, Jiang Yun was taken aback.

Subconsciously reached out and grabbed his collar.

The whole person fell into the arms of the man, followed by dense kisses.

Almost an extremely crazy, domineering kiss.

Pushing her against the sofa, Shang Yan's kiss came violently and passionately.

When his hand was on her neck, Jiang Yun could feel the coldness and trembling of his palm.

The whole person was shocked.

She didn't expect her words to cause such a big reaction.

Immediately annoyed, she was the fastest for a while, hooking his neck to actively deepen the kiss.

Shang Yan's hand poked in from the hem of her skirt at some point.

In a daze, Jiang Yun felt her chest loosen.

Shang Yan was buried in her arms, and his scorching breath sprayed out.

In a muffled whisper: "It's too late."

He lowered his head and bit her...

The sudden stimulation caused Jiang Yun to snort.

The numb currents all over her body surged, rushing towards her brain, breaking her sanity.

With a "buzz" in her brain, Jiang Yun's eyes became dizzy, and the words on her lips turned into uncontrollable gasps.

He raised his head and stared at the ceiling, unable to speak for a long time.