Reborn Top Student and Sweet Little Wife

Lu Jinshen took Tong Qiao's hand down the chest, stopped at the lower abdomen, and pressed it down.

Tong Qiao shrank back quickly as if touching a soldering iron, glared at Jin Shen, "Lu Jinshen, you are under L."

Lu Jinshen's eyes filled with a smirk, "The same is the part of the body, why did I get down L? Isn't it what you want to touch?"

"Who wants to touch you?" Tong Qiao turned and walked to the computer desk. She was completely confused by his figure and couldn't help but touch it. Why did everything change to this man?

Lu Jinshen grabbed Tong Qiao's slender wrists, grabbed her back, and pressed her against the closet. Her voice was lazy and she felt a trace of rumbling. "Want to leave after you touch it?"

Tong Qiao greets Lu Jin deeply, "What do you want to do?"

Lu Jinshen pressed down, close to Tong Qiao's soft body, the woman's quiet and fragrant fragrance sniffed her nose, her thin lips stayed at the tip of her nose, and the hot breath was all thin on her face, "Dry you."

Tong Qiao was blushed and heartbeated by his straight and shameless words, "Lu Jinshen, can't you think of anything else in your mind?"

"You called me first."

"I didn't touch you, I just... wanted to touch it."

"It's also responsible for touching it."

"..." This man couldn't help but temptation, "You don't go to your sister's dinner?"

"Go and do it."

"Will come back at night..."

Lu Jinshen lifted his body and pressed a little bit on Tong Qiao, making her feel the changes in his body more deeply. "Do you think you can still wait?"

"..." The man reacted too quickly!

Lu Jinshen buckled Tong Qiao's small waist, pressed his lips, and entangled fieryly.

Tong Qiao tried to move to the bed, but Lu Jinshen did not give up, and the monkey pressed her directly to the closet.

Tong Qiao's calf trembles with some instability, leaning on the closet and looking at the handsome man who lifted his pants. "Clothed beast."

Lu Jinshen's eyes were all gratuitous smiles, "This is a beast?"

Tong Qiao raised his eyebrows and squinted at Lu Jinshen, dragging his sore calf into the bathroom.

It's still better to provoke him less in the future, and it's endless tossing. It's only going to happen last night. Why are you still so excited today?

Tong Qiao came out after taking a shower and accidentally saw Fu Zhilei sitting on the bedroom sofa.

Fu Zhilei glanced at the obvious ambiguous marks on Tong Qiao's neck, his eyes scorned, his tone mocked, "I said why my brother never went out, it turned out to be entangled by you fox spirit."

Tong Qiao's blood rushed to his head, and he walked in front of Fu Zhilei in a few steps, grabbed her shirt and lifted her from the sofa, her voice was cold, "Who do you mean fox spirit?"

Fu Zhilei was frightened by Tong Qiao's impetuous manner, but his face was brave and his head was held up. The three words "fox fox" dare not say anything, only said: "Why do you want to hit someone again?"

Tong Qiao coldly stared at Fu Zhilei for a few seconds and released her, "Looking at Lu Jinshen's face, this time forgive you. Next time I will talk nonsense, and my fists will not be recognized."

Fu Zhilei saw that Tong Qiao let go of her, her courage became fat, and the fear in her heart disappeared instantly, leaving no scum left. I’m not afraid...ah..."

Tong Qiao pushed Fu Zhilei down on the sofa, forced him down, and punched her face with a fist.

Fu Zhilei was so scared that Huarong was ecstatic, and his consciousness blocked his face, shouting loudly: "Brother, help, Tong Qiao hit someone..."

The fist finally deviated from Fu Zhilei's face, and fell on the sofa on the side of her face with a cold wind, accompanied by Tong Qiao's words, "coward."

Fu Zhilei settled down, took away the hand that was blocking her face, and there was no Tong Qiao in front of her. She was so angry that she got up from the sofa with a glance and shouted, "Ah, Tong Qiao, I want... "

"Don't scream, be careful I smash your mouth."

Fu Zhilei was startled and looked back at the source of the sound. Tong Qiao stood in front of the closet and was showing her fists.

Fu Zhilei seized a moment, and walked toward the door without losing his momentum, but said with obvious fear: "Wait and see, I must let my brother take you away."

Tong Qiao looked at the door with a small smile, "I heard you, your sister said you let me rest."

Fu Zhilei blinked, and his heart was cold. He turned back and looked at the door timidly. Lu Jinshen was still dripping water on his hair. He just came from the bath next door. He was gloomy and looked at her coldly.

Fu Zhilei stopped and did not dare to walk to the door. He smiled awkwardly, "Brother."

Lu Jinshen lifted his feet and walked towards the room. Fu Zhilei hurried back to the side. Seeing that there was a gap at the door, he ran out of the smoke and his voice dissipated at the door. "Brother, I am waiting for you downstairs."

Lu Jinshen walked to the closet a few steps, did not rush to change clothes, straightened his body and approached Tong Qiao, "how did she provoke you?"

Tong Qiao took two steps back, leaning his back against the closet, looking lazily at the landing Jin Shen approached her, "She said I was a vixen."

Lu Jinshen stood in front of Tong Qiao, slender fingers stroking Tong Qiao's trace of neck, his voice was yawning, "Aren't you just a vixen?"

"Lu Jinshen!" Tong Qiao opened Lu Jinshen's hand and glared at him.

Lu Jinshen looked at the back of his red hand, his thin lips twitched a little like an aggrieved arc, "I really have to go." Then he buckled Tong Qiao's waist and pressed her against herself, "Turn me confused and dizzy. What is not coquette?"

Tong Qiao froze for a moment, then smiled, and slender fingers poked Lu Jinshen's hard chest, "you are slipping your tongue."

"Would you like to try how slippery my tongue is?"

"Get out of here." Tong Qiao turned around and left Lu Jinshen's arms.

Ten minutes later, Lu Jin's white shirt, black trousers, and well-dressed downstairs.

Fu Zhilei shouted with a smile, "Brother, can you go?"

Lu Jin Shenliang glanced at Fu Zhilei without a word, and raised his foot toward the door.

In the car, Lu Jinshen opened his mouth coldly, "Speak in front of your sister-in-law in the future, otherwise you will be beaten. Don't cry for me."

Fu Zhilei pouted and looked at Lu Jinshen, "Are I really your sister? I have never seen you as an elder brother."

"Qiao'er is my wife." Lu Jinshen's steady voice sounded in the car.

Fu Zhilei heard that his subtext was: his wife is more important than her sister.

He snorted heavily and turned to look out the window.

"I heard what I said?" The man did not intend to let her go.

Fu Zhilei didn't hum.

Hey!

The sound of tires rubbing against the ground.

emergency brake.

The car stopped.

Fu Zhilei felt Lu Jin's cold and cold eyes fall on her, and she couldn't help but shudder, "Hear."