Chapter 264 The two-faced wild rose that the military commander wants to provoke (15)

The belt on the military pants was tight, giving off a wild desire to break free from the restraints.

But the chain gained the favor of the white jade hand faster than it.

Wen Yansheng really didn't expect her to be so bold. His eyes turned red and he bit her while their breaths intertwined.

She pretended to feel pain and reduced the strength in her hands. Wen Yansheng took the opportunity to grab her hands and break free from her grip.

His lips also separated, and his breath came and went on her cheeks, leaving two red blushes.

"Do you regret it, Marshal? Do you want to run away?"

Her two hands were grabbed by Wen Yansheng, and she could not move anymore, but she was still smiling charmingly, and her painted face revealed her feminine charm.

The veins in Wen Yansheng's arms twisted and turned, and he had obviously used his utmost strength. He lowered his neck and whispered in her ear, "Since you are not afraid, what else should I be afraid of?"

She no longer tried to suppress him. She really enjoyed the tug-of-war in this game of who would bow his head and regret first, and who would admit defeat first.

Wen Yansheng rubbed her black hat off with the side of his face, and her long black hair fell down behind her back.

The lingering fragrance was pervasive. Wen Yansheng let the beast in his heart loose. He had already clamped her hands together and did not dare to relax, as he did not want to be the passive one.

So Wen Yansheng bit the collar of her coat with the only lip he could move, causing it to break off her round shoulders.

There was only a black crew neck shirt inside.

The moment the coat collar falls.

The red mole on the neck caught his eye. Wen Yansheng stared at it for two seconds and then kissed it directly.

The soft top of her hair tickled her ears, and this time it was Lin Muqing's turn to breathe faster.

Hiss. The itching made her turn her neck to the side and dodge.

"Marshal, please be gentle with me."

Wen Yansheng laughed out loud, crisp, seductive, sexy as hell, with a bit of hipster attitude, then he started to bite her buttons, unbuttoning them one by one.

From the first one being slow, to the third one being fast.

As her breathing rose and fell, the mountain of cloth wrapped around her loosened its restraints.

"Then don't move." Wen Yansheng's sight hit the "bottom line" and he suddenly closed his eyes.

But she didn't listen. She struggled to break free and untied his hood. She pressed her hands on the military uniform on her shoulders and tore it apart.

It was torn apart in an instant.

The round buttons fell to the ground, and the lining was roughly pulled open. Wen Yansheng's body tensed up and he stared at her in disbelief at how unrestrained and bold she was.

She smiled seductively: "What are you looking at, Marshal? I can't be as sultry as you by biting."

The military uniform on her upper body was hanging loosely. Wen Yansheng's eyes were bloodshot. He suddenly bent his knees and squatted down. He hugged her two thin legs with both hands, stood up straight, and carried her on his shoulders.

"ah!"

"Sullen? Oh, you were the one who provoked me first, don't cry later."

Wen Yansheng went straight upstairs without caring which room was the master bedroom. He kicked open the door closest to the stairs.

Lin Muqing was thrown on the sofa nearest the door. She looked up at the man with his collar open, revealing his sexy chest muscles. His chest muscles were tense because of her sight, with distinct muscles and the scent of hormones blowing in her face.

She licked her dry lips.

"Didn't the Marshal just say that you are a very fast shooter?"

"Or I'd better not try it."

Her eyes suddenly lowered again.

"It seems that it won't work. The pistol trigger has been pulled, and the gun still needs to hit people~"

Wen Yansheng was already on the verge of sanity, and all his thoughts fell apart after hearing her words. He simply took off his military jacket and swung it over her upper body, including her androgynous face.

Strong arms pulled her legs to the edge of the sofa.

His expression was unclear, as if he was smiling but not laughing, and he squatted down.

"Then let's see whether your shooting skills are faster or mine is faster!"

Lin Muqing lost her vision, but her other senses became more acute, and she screamed madly in her heart.

…

I don't know how much time passed.

World War I had not yet begun.

There was a violent storm in the sky.

"Master, I admit defeat. You are faster." Wen Yansheng chuckled, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with his fingertips..., stood up, looking down, with the belt and chain still in their original state.

He tore off the military uniform covering her head, and saw a face as charming as a fairy, cheeks as red as peaches, and watery eyes filled with tears, which were so captivating that he couldn't help but kiss her eyes.

"Tired?"

Little did he know that this was just a temporary measure. The next moment, Wen Yansheng's legs were pressed down and he was moved to another position.

The weight on his abdominal muscles made his breathing suddenly heavier. After all, just now..., it was gone...

"The match hasn't even started yet, you can't surrender first, Marshal~"

The words were related and ambiguous, reminding him of meeting an equitable opponent when playing chess.

"That's your fault..."

But I didn't expect her to be so brave...