wen yuan, you are my wife (1)

wen yuan was uneasy because of the intimacy. he called out to him again, this time with a trembling voice.

finally, ye mu bai opened his mouth. " you're dressed so beautifully today. is it because you're meeting kang qiao? "

wen yuan could not take it anymore. " you know that it's xiangnan's parent-teacher conference today! "

Ye mu Bai's slender fingers gently caressed her face, and his gaze was probing. After a long time, she said in a low and hoarse voice, " I've never seen you do this in the past.

wen yuan could not stand him like this. he slapped his hand away and said angrily, " "Ye mu Bai, don't pick on me."

"Don't you know whether I'm picking on you or not?" he grabbed her chin forcefully, and with a little force, she was pressed down on the sofa. his solid body was on top of hers, and he was still holding her sharp chin, his dark eyes locked on her.