Chapter 265 The two-faced wild rose that the military commander wants to provoke (16)



Chapter 265 The two-faced wild rose that the military commander wants to provoke (16)

In an instant, Wen Yansheng seemed to be entangled by an ancient enchantress.

Lost all ability to think.

"If you want to win, you have to work harder~" She swayed gracefully, her beautiful eyes slightly lowered, her thin waist and plump hips,

Wen Yansheng was driven crazy by her.

Pectoralis major...tremor

The man looked up with bloodshot eyes, half-closed, thin lips slightly parted, breathing heavily.

The thin layer of sweat on her forehead accumulated more and more densely, emitting a warm breath in the cold winter, sweeping over every inch of her skin.

"Where did you learn that?" His voice was dark, sexy, and there was a hint of jealousy that was not difficult to detect.

If it weren't for the obstruction just now, he thought...

Thinking, more...

"If you can convince me, I'll think about it and tell you~" Her charming eyebrows were full of forbearance...

No man can stand such provocation.

He hooked his long arms around her slender waist and held her in his arms, kissing her seductive red lips.

Wen Yansheng uttered the word "mian".

“Wait!”

Snowflakes from the sky landed in the garden of the western-style building, forming a vast expanse of white that covered the sand on the ground.

The gorgeous roses in the garden were covered with snow. The bright and eye-catching flowers swayed in the cold wind, shaking off the snow on their petals again and again.

The hammerbird stood on the eaves, with the fire inside and the cold wind outside the window alternating between hot and cold, making a sound...like calling its companions, or like seeking a mate's companionship.

The beautiful roses in the garden are imported quality, twice as big as usual. The pink and white roses with green leaves hang on the thick walls of the garden and are covered with snowflakes. They have lost their original color, but are even more gorgeous and charming.

Slowly, the snowflakes in the sky stopped falling, and when the warm sun came down from the sky, the snow covering the ground began to melt, and the weather when the snow melted would be exceptionally warm.

It is not until winter passes and spring comes that the snowflakes are submerged in the torrent of time and will not fall again until the next winter.

A western-style house on the second floor, diagonally above the garden.

The sun sets in the west, and the room is lit with a dim warm yellow light.

Lin Muqing's arms, which were covered with tattoos, were folded on the pillow, and his body was lying prone.

The back from the neck down was wrapped tightly in a warm silk quilt, leaving only the top of the black hair exposed.

She heard the sound of someone getting out of bed, her half-closed eyes opened, and she turned to look at the tall and mighty man beside the bed.

"The Marshal is leaving?" Her voice was hoarse and dry. The makeup on her face had been washed off in the bathroom..., revealing her original stunning face.

Wen Yansheng was wearing the black coat she had just put on, tied only with a belt around his waist. There were scratches on his chest, and a thin red mark like a red line on the left side of his handsome face under his chin.

It was quite pleasing to the eyes. She didn't know how other people would react when they saw it, but she just laughed in amusement.

"The Marshal's shooting skills are indeed flexible and methodical~" She lazily leaned on her elbows on the bed, raised her eyelids and glanced at him. The silk quilt slipped down a little, and the cold air rushed in, and was quickly hooked up by a big hand.

"I lost to you." Wen Yansheng covered her with the quilt, his eyes showing a mixture of satisfaction and reserve. "Then can you answer the question just now?"

"What?" She was confused for a moment. Her soft eyes caused the man's expression to change a few times. His coat was faintly visible... and...

Wen Yansheng leaned over and glanced at her profile, then patiently asked again, "Where did you learn this?"

His fingertips lifted her hair a little bit and passed it through his fingers, the fragrance filling her nose, a kind of infatuation that seemed to be both smelling and indistinguishable.

But she still smiled and spoke heartlessly.

"But I'm not convinced yet."

Wen Yansheng glanced at the sky outside, lifted the quilt, grabbed her round and beautiful shoulders, and threatened her in her ear, with a hint of temptation: "Do you still want to cry? You are so stubborn, but you still can't be softened by kisses?"

"I learned this especially to seduce you."

Wen Yansheng was inadvertently teased by her again, but the next sentence reversed the situation, making him exert more strength in his arms.

"You haven't returned yet, Dashuai? Do you want to be the boss lady of Dayang?"

"Throw it away after use, and chase me away?"

"Or do you want to be my lover? Wait until I make more money..."

Wen Yansheng kissed the unyielding little mouth hard, and she kissed him back after one round.

"Don't you want to be my wife?"

"Does the Marshal like me?"

Wen Yansheng pinched her face, scratched her lips with his fingertips, and said lazily: "Don't you like the way I played tricks on you just now?"

"The Marshal is brave and good at fighting, and I like him too."

Wen Yansheng could tell from her heartless look that she was really not interested. Dayang was not a simple person. If it were someone else, they might rush to pursue the position of the marshal's wife, but for her, it might be a constraint.

However, her attitude aroused his deeper nostalgia.

He accepted this tactic of playing hard to get.

"Grandpa's promise is still valid."

He was referring to the identity of the Marshal's wife.

"You can also consider being my lover."

Wen Yansheng chuckled, and her heart trembled. She bit her pink earlobe to cover the teeth mark on it, "Wait until you can convince me."

Tsk, she would be exhausted to death.

Lin Muqing twisted her shoulders, suppressing his disorderly movements and making them even more chaotic. She looked at the man beside her with her beautiful eyes and smiled:

"Marshal, if you don't leave, I'm afraid your people will surround me soon."


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