Chapter 261 I don’t know what to title it, anyway it’s just kiss
Elvis's eyelashes trembled and his Adam's apple rolled up and down involuntarily.
Tong Wanwan felt relieved when she found that he had stopped teasing her.
When he raised his eyes, he found that the silver-haired man was staring at him without blinking, like a ferocious dragon staring at the treasure in the cave.
Tong Wanwan was stunned for a moment, and her sharp instincts like those of a small animal sent her an urgent warning.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the 1551 system had no time to say anything or make its presence felt before it was locked into a small dark room by the very intelligent motherboard. It could not see, hear, or speak anything. It was truly "locking myself up".
Very, very, very pitiful.
He was so pitiful that he could only curse Elvis angrily while opening his own anime library.
What to watch today...
1551 The transparent little hand is supporting the little chin, and he is in a dilemma of making a decision.
Ugh? "The Boy Next Door's Guide to Getting to the Top"? This one's the best!
1551 was relieved, but Tong Wanwan didn't dare to relax at all.
Facing Elvis's deep, fixed gaze, Tong Wanwan immediately lowered her brows and eyes, and pleaded pitifully, "Mr. Marshal, I was really wrong. Please don't be angry, okay? And don't be jealous anymore. I really only like you and I don't have any feelings for anyone else. Mr. Marshal, please don't misunderstand me! How about this, I'll go home and make you a dessert? I learned a new way to make small bread, it's sure to be delicious..."
Tong Wanwan mumbled a lot, but Elvis didn't hear what she said at all. He just focused on watching the black-haired girl in his arms opening and closing her lips, his eyes becoming darker.
"Yeah." He responded casually.
Tong Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed her guard.
But the next second——
She felt her waist being clamped, and her whole body was forced to press on Mr. Marshal's chest, with her head resting on the man's heart, listening to its rapid beating.
Because they were so close, the faint sandalwood fragrance of Elvis enveloped her, and her nostrils were filled with this faint familiar scent. Tong Wanwan felt her black hair being gently touched. The man's palm was large, and his fingertips were slightly cool. The feeling of his touch passing through her hair made her shiver inexplicably.
I always feel that even my hair has developed feelings and become extremely sensitive.
Elvis put one arm around her waist and supported the back of her head with the other. Tong Wanwan was slightly startled and could clearly feel the man's head hanging on her neck rubbing against her lightly.
It's like she's acting coquettishly.
At that moment, Tong Wanwan's heart melted.
It was like being pierced through the chest by a sweet arrow, leaving no scar, but the sweet arrow made of honey water melted in the heart, sweetened into the bone marrow, and even made most of the back soft.
She couldn't stand this.
She couldn't stand Mr. Marshal's coquettish behavior towards her.
This man was obviously tall and cold, and his words were always calm, with no emotion in his eyes or eyebrows. But why... when he lowered his head and gently nudged her neck, was he so obedient and so seductive?
There is also a hint of grievance.
The fine silver hair rubbed my neck and collarbone, making them numb and itchy.
Tong Wanwan raised her head and rubbed against him in return, like little animals licking each other's fur for warmth.
"Mr. Marshal, I ranked second in the rating assessment~" she announced the good news with a smile.
This was something she had wanted to talk about the moment they met, but Elvis had delayed her until now, and she suddenly remembered it.
"Baby, you're great." Elvis' voice was low and hoarse, too magnetic, but his eyes refused to move away, holding her tightly.
The grip on the girl's waist never loosened.
Tong Wanwan raised the corner of her mouth and jokingly said, "Why don't you give me some reward for your dear girlfriend?"
Elvis paused, suppressed the burning sensation in his chest, and began to think seriously.
Give him a house? Wanwan's villa is already beautiful enough, and he can't find another place he wants to live in forever.
A flying machine or a hover car? He did have a lot of them, but he was worried about letting her drive them alone.
Gifts? Too often, lacking originality and sincerity.
...Giving her a pet? Wanwan would probably love it.
After thinking about it, Elvis frowned.
No, he is enough.
Lowering his eyelids, the Marshal asked very bluntly, "What reward do you want?"
"I want..."
Tong Wanwan paused, and seeing that Mr. Marshal was waiting for her answer very seriously, she suddenly leaned over and gave him a kiss like a child who had succeeded in a prank, then quickly separated.
"As for the reward, I'd like to ask for a Marshal."
Elvis was slightly stunned.
The next moment, before she could retract the smile on her face, he lowered his head and returned a deeper and more passionate kiss.
The man not only kissed, but also kissed fiercely.
To some extent, the Marshal's fierce and powerful feeling is no different from the second form of the great white lion.
“Hmm…”
Tong Wanwan was kissed until she couldn't breathe. She felt her lips were being bullied by a strong yet gentle force to the point of being slightly numb.
Just a gentle sweep of the other person's tongue can cause an uncontrollable tremor.
His girlfriend's lips were originally very rosy, and now they looked like they were covered with a layer of moisture, hazy and translucent as if they had been re-applied with orange-red lip gloss. They looked fragrant and sweet, making him unable to take his eyes off them.
Elvis felt possessiveness, greed, insatiableness, satisfaction, tenderness, and love all mixed together in his heart. After the deep kiss, their foreheads touched, noses touching, and Elvis received a soft, naive rub from his girlfriend.
It is too sweet.
Ives thought.
Whether it was the kiss or the sweet and sticky breath, it made him uneasy.
Tong Wanwan's lip gloss is lemon-scented, and her breath seems to emit the sweet scent of lemon. Her girlfriend's hair is also soft and fragrant. You don't need to get too close; just a sniff and your nose will be filled with the scent of shampoo and the light fragrance of roses.
The rose garden in the backyard was indeed well taken care of by him.
Even the fragrance of flowers seems to be secretly admiring the delicate and soft beauty in his arms, and it is reluctant to dissipate from the hair, collar and sleeves.
Holding his girlfriend who was breathing slightly and still a little dazed, and had no energy left to say any sweet words, Elvis sighed softly.
There is a subtle sense of satisfaction in the deep and hoarse magnetic voice.
Elvis originally thought that he would always be alone, and in the next few decades, he would be burned to death in the flames of war, or he would grow old in a huge and deserted mansion.
But he met Tong Wanwan.
Just like a thousand-year-old ice meeting the spring water that can melt all the coldness and loneliness, he was willingly attracted to her, and was transformed by her into warm snow water, merging with her, and becoming indistinguishable from her.
It's amazing, more than 300 words are gone
Okay, let’s change it QAQ
(End of this chapter)
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