Tác giả: Qingqing Zijin 05 Dịch máy
At this moment, Jian Xiaomo suddenly stepped forward. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she tightly hugged the man's strong waist with both hands. When she smelled the familiar, unique scent of the man, she actually felt so at ease, so comfortable... She sweetly inhaled the scent of the man's body.
2Long Chenjue's body stiffened. His deep eyes were filled with disbelief. He kept looking forward. Gradually, he lowered his head and looked at the white hands tightly hugging his waist. He looked at them greedily.
2There was still one day where this woman would take the initiative to hug his waist.
An indescribable feeling filled his heart.
However, Long Chenjue still said in a cold and hard tone, "Let go!"
2As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Xiaomo hugged Long Chenjue even tighter, as if she was afraid that the man in front of her would escape. She said firmly, "Long Chenjue, unless you don't want me anymore and throw me away like a rag, only then am I willing to let you go." Jian Xiaomo looked at Long Chenjue's back and said her words.
2"No, even if you want to throw me away like a rag, I won't let you go. I'll keep pestering you. I'll stick to you like a disgusting bubble gum."
2Hearing Jian Xiaomo's childish but heartfelt confession, Long Chenjue's heart completely softened. The corners of his lips could not help but curl up, but he was still unwilling to lower himself.
Therefore, he said to the people around him with a cold face, "You all saw it. Jian Xiaomo stuck to me."
2The people in uniforms around them looked at each other. What did he mean?
2Only Ba Luo understood that his Young Master's arrogant temper made him want to get her to his side every day. In the end, he had to announce to the whole world that it was Miss Jian who stuck to him.
2Ba Luo's mouth twitched at the side.
Jian Xiaomo's mouth also twitched. However, as long as this man was not throwing a tantrum, it did not matter what she did.
2Just as she was about to speak again, the man suddenly moved Jian Xiaomo's hands away.
Jian Xiaomo was stunned. Was Long Chenjue rejecting her? But what did he mean just now?
2Just as she was puzzled, Long Chenjue suddenly turned his head and pulled Jian Xiaomo into his arms. This hug was too intense, and Jian Xiaomo was completely unprepared. Her entire body was knocked into the hard embrace.
2She could not help but frown in pain. Then, a hot breath rushed over. Long Chenjue reached out his hand, pinched Jian Xiaomo's chin, and kissed her fiercely.
2The familiar taste rolled in Jian Xiaomo's mouth again. The man kissed her passionately and intensely. He held Jian Xiaomo's body tightly with both hands, wishing that he could crush Jian Xiaomo into pieces in his own body.
The kiss in Jian Xiaomo's mouth was hot and overbearing. It attacked Jian Xiaomo like a storm. Jian Xiaomo was instantly confused by this reckless kiss, and her mind went blank.
Suddenly, she thought of how many people were watching them in public. Was Long Chenjue going to livestream here?
No, Jian Xiaomo stretched out her hand and pushed Long Chenjue hard. She said in a muffled voice, "No, not here. There are too many people."
2As soon as she finished her words, Long Chenjue picked her up and walked quickly to the RV.
Ba Luo and the bodyguards naturally didn't dare to follow them. It wasn't like adults like them didn't understand what happened in the RV.
Seeing the Young Master carrying Jian Xiaomo towards the RV, Ba Luo walked towards the parked car. Suddenly, he thought of something and said to the head of the bodyguards beside him, "Protect the Young Master's safety."
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