Chapter 579: Young Marshal, I'm Your Wife (35)
Backed away, past the crystal curtain.
Retreat to the standing mirror in the room.
Then, there is the European-style retro bed in the room.
The so-called clubhouse is just a high-end hotel......
When Xia Ling retreated into this inner room, instinctively, she felt that it was not good.
She was like a prey in a desperate situation.
And the bed behind her was her only way out.
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Chen Yan's eyes were deep.
He's not a very patient person, and he doesn't like to play a game of cat and mouse with women.
Holding down the woman, Chen Yan's hand pinched the woman's white chin.
On her chin, it was obvious that he had left a cyan mark before, which was the scar he had left on the woman by using too much force in the Xianglin Mansion.
"Retreat, why don't you retreat?"
He looked at her, his hand gently kneading over the inconspicuous bruise on her chin.
With an itch on his chin, Xia Ling supported his body with his elbows behind him, looking up at the man.
Chen Yan looked at her, his eyes as deep as the sea.
The bottom of the eyes seemed to have a surging whirlpool, reflecting her appearance, but the bottom of the eyes was like a cross of affection.
That deep affection, like a siren in the dark sea, attracts travelers to approach.
But it made Xia Ling a little stunned by his gaze.
She was upturned with her face up, and there was a strand of silky hair that slipped down the side of her face.
Chen Yan stroked the strand of hair and put it behind the woman's ear.
Bully and kiss her soft lips......
When the thin lips first touched her warm and soft lip flap,
Suddenly, the phoenix's eyes became sober from the confusion.
Pushing Chen Yan away, Xia Ling quickly fled from his arms.
The supple black hair fell behind her.
She faced Chen Yan and stepped back and outward step by step.
The body touched the crystal curtain, making a crisp jingling sound, and the phoenix eyes looked at him with complicated eyes.
She seemed to be struggling and stumbling.
And Chen Yan got up, and his heavy black eyes were also looking at her.
Wearing damp high heels, the woman turned around and hurriedly pushed the door out.
Almost hit the square.
"Hey, Miss Ren, the young marshal asked someone to boil ginger soup for you, don't you drink the ginger soup before leaving?"
Looking at Fang Zheng holding the cup of ginger soup in his hand, the phoenix's eyes quickly swept through the warmth.
Xia Ling smiled: "Thank you for the kindness of the young marshal, I suddenly remembered that there was something in the mansion, so I won't stay much today." ”
She brushed Fangzheng's side and walked out of the hallway.
And standing there, Fang Zheng frowned slightly, and watched the woman's figure go downstairs.
"Fangzheng, you send her back."
A faint voice came from the room.
"Yes!" The square heel knocked on each other, and immediately responded.
He hurried to the room, put down the ginger soup, and chased downstairs.
Xia Ling was borrowing a phone and wanted someone from the Champs Mansion to pick her up.
The phone hasn't been connected yet, and the square has already deducted the phone.
"Miss Ren, the young marshal ordered, I'll send you back."
Xia Ling looked at him and then at the second floor.
In that room, the light was still there, but the door was closed, and she couldn't see the man she wanted to see.
She whispered, "Thank you." ”
In the room, Chen Yan closed his eyes and let out a long breath.
Every time he was with her, Gu was dissatisfied, and he had already taken a cold shower many times.
The door closed, and Chen Yan closed his eyes.
There seems to be a faint scent of a woman's gardenia on this bed.
His hand skillfully grasped a certain part of his body.
In the past, she avoided him, but today, Chen Yan could feel that she was also tempted by him.