Chapter 472 Only I Can Treat You Lightly 4

The tip of the nose lingers with a faint woody fragrance, which is clean and pleasant.

Si Yujian's muscular arms were wrapped around from below, allowing Song Zhao's head to rest on it, and fixed Song Zhao's position to see him unquestionably.

The ones who are close... Song Zhao could hear the man's powerful heartbeat, and there was no emotion floating on his cold handsome face without a trace of warmth.

"Si Yu, what's the matter with you?" Song Zhao frowned worriedly for a moment, but he didn't bother to notice that the posture of the two of them had become more rigid at this time.

The slightly rough palm of the man slowly covered her delicate cheek.

His breathing was a little disordered, and his whole body was stiff, as if he was restraining something,

"It's an eyesore here."

It turns out that the powerful minister still cares about this matter?

Song Zhao felt his melancholy and hidden irritability, bit his lower lip lightly, and said nonchalantly, "Didn't I clean it already?"

Song Zhao felt that the cheek kissed by Tantai Mo was being rubbed back and forth by the hand of Si Yu's arm that was pillowed on it.

The corners of his eyes were red, and his emotions were depressed, as if his own treasure had been touched by someone else, he frowned and murmured, "And..."

"No more."

"……Have!"

"..."

Immediately afterwards, Si Yu's slender legs squeezed between Song Zhao's knees, occupying the little girl in an all-round way, with his arms still firmly around her neck,

The skin that can be touched by the limbs is very tender and delicate, like water tofu, which can be broken by blowing bullets, as if it will turn into water with a little force.

The sweet fragrance on the girl's body fascinated him as always, from the smell to the touch, it double stimulated his central nervous system.

Si Yu's black eyes were full of tyrannical desire, he had to bite his cheek hard until it bleeds, so that he could barely restrain that dark thought.

Want to take off her clothes, want to kiss her, every skin is stained with his mark.

The blue veins on the arm are obvious, because it is too depressed, the blue veins are completely bulging, showing the man's fiery strength, as if in the next second, he can transform into a wolf and swallow the person in front of him into his stomach.

Damn it, is the powerful minister trying to suffocate her?

"Brother...my head is tight." Song Zhao raised his arm and scratched his arm, reminding him in a low voice.

Only then did Si Yu recover from the madness, his eyes focused on Song Zhao's blushing face rubbed by his hands, and he pursed his lips.

"Song Zhao, I feel bad..." He suppressed his voice, buried his head in her neck, and said dumbly, "...help me."

The man's hot cheeks were pressed against her neck, rubbing back and forth, rubbing lightly.

that gesture.

It's like the wolf king in the "Proud and Noble" in the mountains, humbly crawling at the feet of his spouse.

"……Help."

This... who can refuse a beautiful man acting like a baby.

Si Yu paused.

It feels wet and greasy, like a vicious dog licking the last good meal on the earth.

Song Zhao's back was stiff, his lower abdomen contracted rapidly, his toes curled up, and his whole face went numb.

Her throat slipped up and down, and she said uncomfortably, "...I didn't let you lick it."

What kind of dog? ? ?

Si Yu's deep eyes looked at her firmly, "Here, there is his smell!"

"...You think his lips are rubbed with preservatives..." Rubbing and licking, his mother is gone already, okay?

Don't think too much, Tantai Mo won't like Yin Wanyang, and the prince and Taifu won't ask someone to pretend.