Qiao Tianyu sat on Song Xian's lap and held his face with both hands.

She could feel the intensity in his heart and the trace of uneasiness that she was trying to suppress.

She couldn't help but curl her lips. She understood that he loved her more than she imagined.

"Brother Song, it's really good for you to be like this. I don't want you to feel pressure to satisfy your father. Of course, if you have already figured out how to do it, I will support you. As long as you feel happy and happy

, just fine!

If you are unhappy because of this, I will not be happy either, and I will wonder if I did something wrong..."

If Song Xian didn't tell her what he was doing, she wouldn't ask, because she knew he must be working hard for her!

No matter what the outcome is, it doesn't matter. All she cares about is him.

Song Xian suddenly hugged her waist tightly and kissed her lips fiercely.

The fragrant softness exploded in his heart like little sparks.

"You are not wrong, Xiaoyu, I am really happy that you like me, and I also hope that you will always be happy, joyful and carefree by my side!"

His efforts did not mean the accumulation of wealth, but also meant a leap in class.

On the basis of financial freedom, men who are used to being lax must re-expand their territory!

He hoped that it was him who built the country for this girl, rather than just sitting back and enjoying her wealth!

Qiao Tianyu's heart was jumping like a deer.

She nestled in his arms, intoxicated by his tenderness.

Her little hands hugged his neck tightly, and her soft body pressed tightly against his hot chest, trembling slightly.

The broken murmur made the charming atmosphere become hot.

"Brother Song, you are so delicious. I want to sleep with you. I really want to..."

The blood roars, boils, and rolls in the body...

Song Xian pushed Qiao Tianyu away fiercely and said in a low voice: "Xiaoyu, don't make trouble, it's getting late, go take a shower and go to bed!"

He wanted to stand up, but Qiao Tianyu was hanging on him like a wombat.

She acted coquettishly in his arms: "No, I want to sleep with Brother Song..."

She didn't know the taste of love, and she had no desires or desires. But now, with her heart aroused, she just wanted to drown in his arms and never leave him for a second.

How could Song Xian, a single boy from his mother's womb, be able to withstand such a huge temptation?

When a spark ignites, everything will fall into place...

But he still hugged her resolutely, put her on her bed, cruelly opened her hand, and said in a deep voice: "Be good, be obedient, or your father will break my legs tomorrow!"

Qiao Tianyu chuckled, she felt that her father would definitely do such a thing.

"Well, for the sake of Brother Song's legs, I will let you go first. But you have to give me a good night kiss!"

This little girl is still a pervert, it’s really terrible!

It seems that he has to work harder to achieve his goal as soon as possible and marry her as soon as possible!

Song Xian's heart was full of tenderness, he lowered his head and kissed her red lips again.

Qiao Tianyu smiled lowly and stepped forward again. With her little tricks and kicks, Song Xian couldn't control himself and pressed his whole body on top of her.

She chuckled: "It feels so good to kiss Brother Song!"

Song Xian:...Did he get the wrong script again?

Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Song Xian cruelly threw Qiao Tianyu away, struggled to get up, and ran out of the room.

Qiao Tianyu was lying on the bed, giggling non-stop: "Brother Song, why are you running? Take your things!"

She pointed to the daily necessities and pajamas scattered on the floor.

Song Xian quickly turned around, hugged those things, and left without looking back.

When they got to the next room, Song Xian leaned against the door, panting.

That little girl, he really can't stand it!


Chapter completed!