Chapter 240 I Want to Kiss You All the Time
The silver-haired man in the mirror rolled his Adam's apple slightly.
This action happened to be seen by Tong Wanwan.
She was stunned.
Often, Mr. Marshal unintentionally made this move, which was nothing more than a few situations -
I want to hug her, kiss her, or... do something more intimate.
really.
The next second, Ives turned her chair half a circle to face him.
Then, the silver-haired man leaned over slightly, lowered his eyelids, and cupped her cheeks with both hands.
Tong Wanwan cooperated, tilting her head back to meet his gaze. She could discern a questioning tone in his restrained, yet forbearing, burning gaze.
Elvis was asking her with his eyes, can we kiss?
I always feel like I can't say no.
and……
How could she bear to reject such a handsome and powerful Marshal who only treats her well?
Tong Wanwan blinked her eyes, then subconsciously licked her lips with the tip of her red tongue.
He didn't say anything, more like tacit consent.
The pure and lustful scene that suddenly flashed before his eyes made Elvis gasp, and even his breathing became much heavier.
He no longer hesitated, holding her cheeks and covering her lips.
Elvis's kissing skills are getting better and better.
Tong Wanwan was forced to grab at every opportunity to breathe helplessly. She couldn't bear it anymore, so she wrinkled the clothes on his shoulders, signaling him to stop kissing and let her take a break.
Elvis's voice was low and breathy, revealing an indescribable subtle sexiness, "Are you okay?"
Tong Wanwan really didn't know how to describe this extremely passionate kiss that she had never tried before.
As the man kept kissing her, Tong Wanwan's eyes were so irritated that tears came out.
Even the breathing became provocative and hoarse.
"Wait... Mr. Marshal."
"Let me, let me rest for a while."
She panted a few times, lowered her head, and pleaded almost for mercy.
But it would have been better if Tong Wanwan didn't lower her head. Once she lowered her head, Elvis noticed the inconspicuous black mole on her collarbone.
It turns out that not only on the tip of the nose and the back of the neck, but also on the collarbone, there is a small black mole that attracts people's attention.
These small black moles do not detract from her beauty.
On the contrary... it formed an extremely strong contrast with his fair and delicate skin, making his eyes darker.
So cute.
Elvis couldn't even resist the hidden possessiveness in his heart and wanted to give a name to every little mole on her body.
My breath is hot.
He was like a hungry beast, originally wanting to slowly approach his prey, using the method of boiling a frog in warm water to gradually melt the prey in his palm and make it inseparable from him.
But Ives found out he was wrong.
I am melted and cannot leave him.
He is the prey.
Kissing on a chair is never satisfying enough.
The silver-haired marshal clasped his girlfriend's slender waist with his hands, picked her up sideways, and moved her to another place while kissing her.
Carried to the soft bed.
"Hmm, why again...?"
At this moment, the postures of both people were extremely sentimental and ambiguous.
The bed was very soft.
"etc……"
Tong Wanwan was really short of breath. Her weak arms groped around on the bed and just happened to grab the big white lion doll lying on the bed.
Her eyes lit up, and she tried to gather her strength, dragging the big white lion doll's tail and squeezing the entire life-size doll between their arms, barely blocking Mr. Marshal's attack.
Elvis: “…”
Tong Wanwan took a breath, and then another, before slowly coming back to her senses.
Because the doll was very big and she was half-kneeling, she couldn't see the emotions in the silver-haired man's eyes.
"call……"
She was still slowly adjusting her breathing, carefully moving her knees, turning half a circle, and facing Elvis with her back. For a moment, she didn't dare to look directly into his eyes, so she used this method to avoid him.
It’s really...
It's too much to bear.
"Mr. Marshal," she said bitterly, "I'll take a break, just for a few minutes."
There was no movement behind me.
Tong Wanwan paused slightly, but couldn't help but worry.
Is Mr. Marshal angry?
In fact, if you put yourself in her shoes, if she were frequently interrupted while kissing, she would also be very angry.
Thinking of this, Tong Wanwan touched her lips that were swollen from being kissed, and wanted to turn her head to see the expression on Elvis's face.
But the next second.
She felt both of her hands being held, and her wrists were clasped by a big hand and pressed against the backrest of the soft bed.
Tong Wanwan: “!”
Even without turning her head, Tong Wanwan could see out of the corner of her eye that the big white lion doll between them was torn apart by the man and thrown onto the carpet with some dissatisfaction.
Tong Wanwan: “…”
If the big white lion doll could talk and walk, it would probably run out cursing.
But it can't.
All that was left was for the jealous Marshal to throw her off the bed.
How cruel.
“Hmm?!”
The neck has always been a part that scares her.
And the next moment, she felt herself being held and sat on his lap.
In other words…
"Baby, don't move."
Ives whispered.
And this time, Tong Wanwan dared not disobey.
The man took a few deep breaths before slowly resuming his gentle kiss, pressing his cool lips against her neck one by one, leaving a series of sensational and eye-catching red marks.
In the end, they kissed each other face to face again.
Gentle and warm.
(End of this chapter)
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