She was so frightened that her heart trembled, and she squinted at the bedroom door, only to breathe a sigh of
relief when she found that the door was half closed.
But not all relaxed, still very tense.
What if the servant suddenly goes upstairs.
just in case…….
“Concentrate.”
Song Qingrui’s lowered voice vaguely overflowed from the thin lips of the two of them.
Lin Fanyue wanted to cry but had no tears, how could she concentrate.
It’s sneaky, making her look like a thief.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Honey, I miss you.” Song Qingrui held her little face while kissing deeply, the man’s voice was hoarse as if electric
current ran through the hot kiss, numb from his feet, “Did you miss me? “
“……Hurry up”
Lin Fanyue urged nervously.
“I asked if you miss me.” Song Qingrui bit her gently, “I won’t let you go if I don’t tell the truth.”
“I thought about it.” Lin Fanyue had to admit defeat, blushing with a charming little face, “But…I don’t really think
about it, I didn’t just meet you yesterday…”
“But didn’t you just tell Song Rong that you were hungry?” Song Qingrui laughed coldly.
Lin Fanyue was embarrassed, “I’m joking.”
“I’m serious.”
Song Qingrui’s tall and straight body squeezed her, and her lips pressed down with domineering nostalgia.
Her hands were also hooked by him forcibly around her neck.
Lin Fanyue raised her head, her whole body trembling when she was kissed by him.
She thought of Jiang Qingxin’s words vaguely in her mind.
It’s okay for two people to do this once or twice, if it happens frequently…
The relationship between the two must not be hidden for long.
She remembered Lin Wei’s maintenance this morning, and she really regarded herself as a daughter.
If she knew that her son was seduced by her, would Lin Wei be disappointed.
She was apprehensive and uneasy.
At this moment, footsteps suddenly came from the stairs.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHer body was tense to the extreme.
Song Qingrui’s hands were not idle, but her lips left her and said, “This earphone is connected to Bluetooth, you can
try it.”
Lin Wei’s eyes widened, admiring his shamelessness, “I…I can’t connect…”
“Fool.”
A minute later, as the mopping sound got closer.
Song Qingrui finally let go of her.
He was well-dressed, but Lin Fanyue’s clothes were messy.
Seeing this, Song Qingrui helped her sort things out, and Lin Fanyue kicked him angrily.
“Master, do you want to drag the room?” The servant’s voice sounded.
“Well, let’s drag it.” Song Qingrui said and leaned into Lin Fanyue’s ear, “You go down first, I have to go to the
bathroom.”
Lin Fanyue understood in seconds, she gave him a “deserving” look, and turned around and went out.