Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

Lengscheng's complexion was a bit solemn, and his eyes seemed to be as deep as an abyss. He walked over and quickly walked behind her.

No one spoke, and the bedroom was quiet.

"Tick Tick Tack", it was the water dripping from the tips of her wet hair. Gu Qingqing lowered her head, holding the hair dryer, and was about to blow her hair. Leng Sicheng suddenly reached out and grabbed the handle of the hair dryer in her hand and opened it. The wind.

The "huhu" wind blew, and finally there was a sound. Lengscheng's fingers grabbed a handful of her black hair, and the silky hair, like satin, passed over his fingers, gradually turning from moist to silk. Generally smooth. Passing through the crevices of his fingers, it was like the wind that couldn't be grasped, gradually falling.

Soon, her hair was blown dry, he was still standing behind her, she was sitting on the stool, the two looked at each other in the mirror, he never came forward, and she never looked back.

Suddenly, Lengscheng put the hair dryer aside, took a step forward, stretched out his hand to circle her body from back to front, lowered his head, suddenly grabbed her lips from behind, and kissed her hard.

Gu Qingqing was taken aback for a moment, but hadn't reacted yet, but in the mirror in front of her, she was hugged tightly by Lengsi City's back. The handsome face of the man approached, and her thin lips severely sealed the corners of her lips, making her breathing a little bit difficult.

This posture of being forced to turn her head to kiss was very uncomfortable, she almost immediately began to resist!

Perceiving her resistance, Lengscheng originally hugged her hands from behind, and immediately grabbed her hands and wrists. Gu Qingqing backed her face, as if she wanted to avoid his kiss. Lengscheng simply let go of her hand, picked her up, lifted her up, and let her face her, sitting on the dressing table. . Then he stepped forward again, stood on the edge of the table, grabbed her hand, pressed her against the cold mirror, leaned forward, and kissed her beyond doubt.

"Hmm--" behind her was a cold mirror, and in front of her was the slender and hot body of Lengs City. She wanted to resist, but he held her hands tightly, and her legs were stuck on the dressing table by him, unable to move.

Twisting left and right, only the sound of "ping ping pong pong" skin care products bottles falling over. The more she struggled, the more Lengscheng refused to let go!

A feeling of inexplicable humiliation hit my heart!

What does this mean, does Lengscheng regard her as a catharsis object? Yesterday he went to Shangcheng and didn't enjoy it. He promised his parents not to go out looking for women again. Xu Zipei was hospitalized again... So, treat her as the only woman who can vent her emotions?

Although, in the past three years, he has been doing this, and even paid. But now, she really doesn't want to endure it!

Lengscheng had kissed enough, released the hand that was holding her wrist, and moved to the button of her clothes-I want to untie her clothes, I want to be intimate with her!

As soon as he loosened his hand, Gu Qingqing immediately reached out and pushed his shoulder away with all his strength. Leng Sicheng frowned slightly, as if he was a little unhappy, and wanted to come over and continue. Gu Qingqing tilted her head, and the kiss from Leng Sicheng fell on her cheek. She lowered her eyes slightly, her voice a little dull: "I am very tired today."

She had refused this in the past, but Lengs City continued without hesitation. Unexpectedly, after hearing these words, Leng Sicheng's whole body gave a slight meal!