A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!She blinked her eyes and felt her eyelashes suddenly flicked and became hot. She didn't know whether her face was hot or her heartbeat pumped up blood, causing her whole body to heat up.

In short... panicked and exploded.

He doesn't necessarily mean himself.

Yes, let's talk about looking at others, what's this saying?

Jiang Zilin, you are calm.

Calm...

Plops, her unbelievable heart.

She clenched her fists, she couldn't calm her damn breathing, and when she returned to her senses, she had the man's recent body temperature, breath, and wine smell beside her, and all the familiar breath that could not be blown away by the breeze made her suffocate.

A bottle of wine in his hand was taken away.

He was drinking, and there was a sexual/feeling sound in his throat, his voice mixed with alcohol, with the railings in the night, so deep and pleasant—

"Jiang Zilin, on the night of the fireworks display last year, at the top of the mountain...I'm sorry."

She covered her heart with her hand and pressed it.

If you don't turn around, don't tilt your head, you will have to hold on.

The wind is also evil, and it keeps blowing rain on her face, and the misty drizzle, itchy, brushes her ears.

At first she thought it was rain and wind.

Gradually, it didn't feel right.

The slightly rough touch around the ear makes it more itchy.

She suddenly stiffened a bit, stood straight, and twisted her neck mechanically.

When the neck touched the man's long rough fingers, he froze and didn't dare to move.

There seemed to be a low laugh above his head, he was drunk.

When did you laugh when you saw him normal?

It will always be a dead fish face of the poker iceberg.

Strands of warm breath, still laughing.

I'm drunk, this fellow northern master, he can't drink much.

Jiang Zilin's throat is almost dry, and 10,000 grassy horses are whistling in her heart, what should I do!Is it to move away or pretend not to know?!

But I heard that low smile, adding a little dangerous and evil voice for no reason, and looking at it, "Am I wrong, right? I am a rough and stubborn person. I have been in the army for many years and have seen many prejudices. I think Your 30-odd women are the boss of an organization. With occupational restrictions, you can still lack men even if you don’t fall in love? But I’m touching you now, like this, you’re like a tree pole. Think about it carefully the year before. On the island, you are actually more childish..."

"Stop talking!" She gritted her teeth, her face flushed.

This is nothing to show off, especially from his mouth.

He's going to die, he knows he can't worry about it. Why do you say such things?What are you doing!

Cover your face.

Jian Zhang Ke Wei was stunned, not knowing what was wrong with her, shook, shook, and his little ear slipped away from his fingers.

He was drunk, indeed slightly drunk, his eyes were a little blurred, staring at his fingers in the air, there was a touch and heat on them.

Look at her again, standing on the corner of the terrace, far away from him.

He walked over dumbly.

"Hey, stop."

"Don't pretend to be crazy with wine!"

She was standing on the wall, behind the wall was the next room, and suddenly there was a voice.

In such a quiet night, in the middle of the night, the sound was inaudible, and I froze for a second.

What... It was in the middle of the night, and it was next door.

She gritted her teeth, her face flushed with blood, lowered her eyebrows and rolled her eyes against the high temperature of her face. She held it for ten seconds and couldn't bear it anymore. She stomped her feet: "Jian Zhangke! You... what look in my eyes, you Go in."

Knowing that he must have heard it too.

Alas, the embarrassment is dying!

The next door was gurgling, and it was endless.

Fuck.

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Thinking of standing out.

She was able to brush her sideways, and she was about to enter the glass door, but her waist was tight, her instinctive reaction did not escape.

This person is tall and long in legs, this person is brute force, this person... Kung Fu is above her.

He breathed out his luck, and was finally stuck on the railing.

Both hands were caught in his palms. Unlucky, the wine bottle fell to the ground, smashed to the ground, wet the hem of the bathrobe.

Behind her, her arrogance was heavy, and she was suffocated by her vigor.

"Kan Zhangke..." She closed her eyes, knowing she had been defeated, and her heart trembled to the ground.

In her ears, he breathed faintly and depressedly, slightly harder.

She was tender and tough, and she had to lay half of her body out of the railing. The rain was like mist, pouring on the person in a cool way, and the ice and the fire were twofold compelling.

When he first kissed it, he didn’t use any tactics at all. What kind of tactics does this barbarian have, his enthusiasm and the power of his body, his breath rushed, and hurriedly fell into her ear, and said in a low voice, "Don’t be like me. In this way, the women who come and go by my side these years are indispensable, that is, you..."

She palpitated and turned her ears slightly. He was probably drunk, humming.

"What about me?" She yao lips and lowered her eyelashes.

People are in turmoil, that is, he peeled off and tore out hard, and he gritted his teeth, "That is to say, you are such a wild woman, I am out of mind, and I think when I see it, very cruel..."

She closed her eyes, her flushed face stopped speaking, and she clutched the wet railing tightly.

...

It was a dream. She was in the pouring rain and the waves passed the top of the mountain, and the waves were terrifying.

Floating and sinking, and then the sky was white, finally quiet.

Rao is exhausted, consciousness is still alert.

When the truck passed down the street, Jiang Zilin turned over and jumped up, twisted her temples, looked around for a few seconds, and dropped Luo's red eyes.

Turning back, there was no one beside him.

She gets up.

In his eyes is a house like a battlefield where he has been beaten, smashed, looted and thrown.

Jiang Zilin smoothed her long hair, and her fingers hurt her temples, cheeks and neck.

It's not human.

It's no exaggeration that she has such a physique that she stands by the bed when she goes down.

She stood still, her face stiffened, she settled for a while, and quickly walked to the bathroom.

The bathroom is not pretty.

The bathroom in the hotel in the urban-rural junction is not comparable to that in the big city, and the water is taken from a large cylindrical bucket.

This thick, waist-length plastic bucket has a broken lid and cracks in the body.

As for how bad it was, she breathed hot and didn't want to remember.

Rinse and clean up quickly.

When I came out, I found my gun and shredded my bathrobe on the patio, so I had to wear his.

Jiang Zilin stood on the terrace for half a minute, and glanced across the small town streets under the morning fog and bright light.

Watched carefully and vigilantly from the left and right, there is no abnormality.

Turned back to the room, stood there for a while, hid the gun in his clothes, and opened the door of the room.

I don't know where others have gone.

She doesn't care.

Let's have a full meal first.

I feel that my body is on the verge of collapse, too much overload.

...

I found food without going downstairs, and there is a small buffet-like restaurant to the north.

Jiang Zilin ate two tea eggs, a local sugar-oiled sesame ball, a slice of boiled sweet potato, half a slice of corn, and a bowl of red bean porridge.

Sit for a while, touch the slightly bulging belly, and get up.

Hit someone while walking.

She sideways gently, and continues forward.