The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

Walking downstairs and before getting in the car, Su Mucheng looked over there with interest, leaving Hang Ti confused.

Gong Qing was also driven away.

They were the only ones left.

"What's the matter?"

Hang Ti took out a cigarette and bit it in his mouth. When he was about to light it, his lips emptied and the cigarette disappeared.

Looking up, he saw her cigarette running into Jiang Ze's mouth.

He bit the spot where she had bitten just now.

After talking about it, Hang Ti became confused.

She asked in surprise: "Brother Shier? Have you run out of cigarettes?"

Then he took out a cigarette case from his pocket and said, "If you don't have any cigarettes, tell me. I have some here."

She pointed to the one he was biting in his mouth: "This is the one I touched."

"I only like what you've touched."

Without any hesitation, he said it directly.

Hang Ti: "???"

"Hang Ti."

Jiang Ze suddenly became serious and serious, and Hang Ti felt a little frightened for no reason.

She opened her eyes and subconsciously took a step back: "What, what's the matter?"

Jiang Ze's eyes were fixed on her and he didn't speak immediately.

There were strange emotions in his eyes.

He took out the lighter from his pocket and clicked it.

Flames ignited and imprinted on his dark eyes, illuminating his handsome features.

He took a slow breath, blew out the smoke ring, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

A series of movements, actually a bit decadent and decadent, inexplicably attractive.

"Do you remember what I kissed you last time?"

Hang Ti: "???"

This Nima!

Why are you asking this suddenly?

Still inexplicably serious.

"That time you were drunk, in the car..."

"Okay! Don't remind me, I remember!"

Hang Ti interrupted him and narrowed his eyes at the person in front: "I not only remember this, I also remember that you forced me to fight with you."

"My memory is pretty good."

Jiang Ze lowered his hand, flicked the ashes from his cigarette, and raised the corners of his lips: "Want to know why I'm here today?"

"???"

Hang Ti looked at him, and after a few seconds, smiled suddenly: "What? Do you want to revisit it again?"

"I really want to."

Answer without any hesitation.

Hang Ti suddenly shut up.

After taking one last puff, Jiang Ze threw the cigarette under his feet and crushed it out. Then he licked his lips carelessly and smiled: "It's quite sweet after all."

His eyes fell on her crimson lips, and his throat tightened slightly.

In the dark night, his long eyelashes hid the naked emotions in his eyes.

However, in the next second one by one

Hang Ti's pupils suddenly trembled, and her back slammed against the wall.

His vision was suddenly shrouded by a tall figure.

Jiang Ze held her shoulders, placed one hand on the wall beside her head, bent down slightly, and stared directly at her with his eyes.

The tip of his nose was the strong smell of her cigarette, breathing out from his nose and catching her breath.

It's intense and ambiguous.

Hang Ti was a little confused for a moment, but soon she came to her senses and pretended to be calm and looked at him.

"Brother Shi'er, do you want to be a gangster?"

He squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes were shining, and the corners of his lips were curled up stubbornly.

There is a smell of unwillingness to admit defeat.

"It depends on how you play the gangster thing."

He quickly came close to her ear, and his deep magnetic voice slowly penetrated her eardrums, drilling into the seams of her bones with a tangled feeling.

"I can do it, Sister Xiaosa, can you? Huh?"

The drawl at the end is full of confusion.

Hang Ti's words exploded in her heart!

Unexpectedly!

This careless man is quite capable of seducing people.

So damn exciting!

After calming down, Hang Ti licked the corners of her lips and asked without fear, "What? The one who wants to have sex?"

"The kind where I hug you and roll away?"

Hang Ti: "......"

Fuck!

"Get out of here, you motherfucker!" She yelled in a low voice.

Reach out to push people away.

As soon as he moved, his wrist was grabbed.

He pressed directly against the wall, clenched tightly, and stared at Hang Ti with a pair of dark eyes.

"You, you want to do..." Well.

Before he could finish his words, there was a sudden heavy kiss on his lips.

The man's cool lips, which smelled strongly of tobacco, pressed down unscrupulously.

Sucking permission, plundering.

Every inch was filled with his intense possessiveness.

Hang Ti's head seemed to have been hit hard by a hammer, and she died on the spot!

His wrist was pressed hard against the wall, and red marks appeared on the thin white skin.

A big hand suddenly grabbed her waist, and she was imprisoned in this airtight world.

She was suddenly forced to bear the intensity of his madness.

It hit her like a violent storm.

After a while, Hang Ti finally came back to her senses. Her eyes stared at the boss, as if she wanted to eat him.

"Jiang Zeyiyi!"