407 Forced Marriage 1

"We'll talk about it later." She walked out of the room quickly, and within two steps, her legs gave way and she almost fell into the mud.

Yan Shiting had sharp eyes and quick hands, and immediately helped the hero to save the beauty, "How old is she? I can't walk well." By the way, he touched her upright buttocks.

It was not done by him! She glanced at him, "Help me as long as you help me, why are you touching my butt?"

His brows almost frowned, and the corners of his thin lips twitched, "You must say such indecent words?"

"I didn't say it out, didn't I suffer a disadvantage?" She gave him a big roll of eyes, "If I met this kind of salty pig hand on the bus, I would give the waiter three big slaps with a backhand. The whole car watched the pervert, beat him up for a meal, stripped him naked and threw him out of the car like trash. That piece of 'garbage' was unlucky and was run over by the car behind him. If he was lucky, if he died, he would be permanently disabled. ..."

His unwrinkled brows instantly turned black like two icy mountains, and a dissatisfied growl came out of his chest: "Compare me to a bus pervert..."

"You don't need to thank me!" She smiled sweetly, "You touched it all, I can't describe it too much, and I didn't hit you, so you can imagine how well you are treated."

Staring at her sweet smile, which was so bright and naughty that he wanted to spank her, his gloomy eyes glanced at her buttocks.

She stared at his dark eyes vigilantly, and reflexively covered her buttocks, "First of all, you can't spank my ass, I'm not your daughter! You don't have the right to spank me."

He grabbed her waist domineeringly, "I can't hit you, it has nothing to do with qualifications." He lowered his voice, and bit her ear ambiguously, "Fuck you, you can."

Without waiting for her to answer, he hugged her horizontally.

"Hey..." He has been hugged by the princess countless times. This man is naturally strong, and he hugs her as easily as a feather. When she was about to resist, she felt at ease when she saw that he was not going to the bed but downstairs. Let him hold it.

As soon as the door was opened, Cheng Xiaobao was carrying a small schoolbag, and a small figure stood outside the door with his head raised.

Yan Shiting was too tall and hugging Cheng Yingxuan, he almost missed the little guy.

"Xuanxuan..." the little guy called out in a waxy voice.

Cheng Yingxuan immediately got down from Yan Shiting's arms. She was really shy to let her son see what the princess was holding, "Oh, my big baby, I love you so much!"

Squatting in front of Xiaobao, he touched his son's pink and tender face.

Baji, baji, two big loud bangs.

The little guy raised his small hand, stroked the water marks from his mother's kiss, and said in a tender and old-fashioned voice, "How old is he, and the kiss made his face drool..."

Cheng Yingxuan smiled, "Son, I am the only woman in the family, and you are the man in the family. How old do you think I am?"

Cheng Xiaobao proudly said, "A man must protect his mother!"

"Children can be taught!" She touched his forehead rewardingly.

"Mom, why didn't you and Uncle Yan go downstairs for dinner last night?" The little guy had distressed eyes.

"This..." She glanced at Yan Shiting, "I have to ask you, Uncle Yan, he is a shrewd businessman, so he will definitely be able to answer you."

The little guy raised his head, his bright black eyes were full of doubts, and he looked up at Yan Shiting who was as tall as a giant to him.