Chapter 1113 Good Night, Sickly Brother (38)

The air was filled with the fragrance of cherry blossom shower gel. Her moist face was flushed with blush, and her clear eyes were blinking gently, as clean as a clear spring.

At this moment, no matter who is standing here, they will be unable to control the heat and desire in their hearts.

What's more, someone with paranoid possessiveness that goes beyond ordinary people... Du Jiu Sheng!

"Miss Luo Qingchen, should you explain...who is Mr. Xu Ze?" He narrowed his eyes lazily, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards him step by step with absolute momentum.

As a person with high emotional intelligence, Luo Qingchen naturally knew that the current situation was very 'dangerous'.

Those bottomless dark eyes surrounded her layer by layer, as if they wanted to swallow her completely.

As she stepped back, she quickly turned her brain around and bit her lip: "Xu... Ze... uh! Can you give me some more tips?"

To be honest, the brain with a high IQ is used to remember important things, not such trivial and insignificant things, okay?

"Hint?" Du Jiusheng narrowed his eyes and moved his eyebrows slightly: "It seems that there is more than one person chasing me, our little sister Xiaoqing!"

"I know! That Xu Ze! The florist who came to our house last time to deliver flowers, I...I am too familiar..." Regarding the world of people with high IQs, if you don't know the answer, you will make up a fake answer. , far more powerful than not being able to say a word.

The next second, there was only a "thud" sound, and he pushed Luo Qingchen, who was retreating, directly into the corner. With a beautiful curve in the corner of his mouth, he said: "It turns out that Love Rival No. 2 is a florist, our sister. Why are you so popular!"

"No...just listen to me...well..."

In an instant, Yingchun, who was still interrupting to continue making up the story, was instantly blocked. With an aggressive and domineering tone, her world was turned upside down bit by bit.

What's deplorable is that she didn't even have the strength to resist.

It wasn't until she was about to suffocate that she couldn't breathe, that she bit his thin lips a little harder.

A bloody taste spread from the tip of her tongue. Luo Qingchen was stunned, panting, and pursed her lips distressedly: "Yes... right... um——"

This smell of blood, mixed with the fragrance of cherry blossoms on her body, made him fall in love with it every minute, and he was obsessed with her smile, unable to extricate himself.

The jealous and unhappy emotions were vented on his lips and teeth, and he didn't want anyone to approach her and talk to her. She hated those loser-like eyes looking at her, and hated them confessing to her.

The smallest thing can make him care like crazy and become crazy with jealousy.

At the same time, Luo Qingchen, who had just taken a breath for a few seconds, was completely overwhelmed by the overwhelming kiss.

Du Jiusheng kissed her and picked her up. What's amazing is that even when he picked her up, his kiss never left her.

Constantly depriving her of every breath, making her respond to him so that she could get oxygen.

This kind of behavior that is almost perverted can only be done by Du Jiu Sheng.

He threw her on the lace bed, his deep eyes flickered on and off, staring at her with a shimmering light and said: "I'm not going to tell the truth yet!"

She bit her lip aggrievedly and hummed softly: "I don't remember the names of unimportant people!"

Whether it is classmate Xu Ze or florist Xu Ze, they are all unimportant people to her, and she does not need to remember their names.

Hearing this, Du Jiu Sheng gently held her in his arms and chuckled helplessly: "She is really...a little sister who makes people unable to help themselves, but must be controlled."