Chapter 682: Mr. Flirts with Girls

His movements were rough and brutal, as if he hadn't eaten meat for a long time. He lost his sense of proportion in his eagerness. Shen Qianshu was addicted to it and felt pain, but his reason slowly returned.

Wait...

What happened?

Why did he throw me on the bed?

As she was thinking this, her suspender skirt was lifted up and a pair of hot hands touched her long legs.

Her reason was mixed into a paste again.

Sir... Use the beauty trick?

Who taught him!

Shen Qianshu couldn't resist it at all. He was very annoyed and kicked him suddenly. His small feet accidentally kicked Ye Ling's cheek.

Ye Ling, "..."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

This posture was a little awkward.

The white and tender feet were fleshy, and the five toes were curled up and pressed against his cheek. She bet that this must be the first time in Ye Ling's life that someone stepped on his face.

Shen Qianshu retracted his foot guiltily.

Sir, I was wrong.

I'll kick in another direction!

Suddenly, someone grabbed her ankle. Shen Qianshu's bones were very small, and her feet were fleshy, which made her look very beautiful, round and smooth. There was a small and delicate black tattoo on her ankle.

Black Rose!

Just like the tattoo she had in France.

She had originally planned to get a tattoo.

But she didn't have much time recently, so she put on a temporary tattoo. She wanted to get one when she had time. The workmanship was also exquisite, and it looked very sexy on her white ankle.

Her palms were in his hands, and her amber eyes stared deeply at the tattoo on her ankle, and she actually smiled slightly.

Shen Qianshu felt like he was electrocuted!!!

His heart was beating almost like his own.

Smile?

Smile?

Sir smiled?

Ah ah ah ah ah, Sir smiled!!!

It's really beautiful.

Everything was so beautiful that it lost its color. His usually cold eyes were stained with a thin layer of smile. Shen Qianshu only felt that the moment was dreamy, and was afraid that he was dreaming, or maybe he was blind, so he couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

Looking carefully, he was indeed smiling.

He seemed very happy.

His fingers gently stroked her ankle, especially on the black rose, and Shen Qianshu blushed.

It's too foul! !

How could he be so foul!

I'm still angry, he was wearing a military uniform and smiling.

How can I be seriously angry about this! !

She suddenly realized that anger and other things were all clouds. As long as the gentleman was willing to smile, what would it matter if she praised the whole world?

Her ankle was grabbed by someone, and she struggled slightly in shame, but Ye Ling held it tightly. Shen Qianshu curled her toes mischievously, and her feet boldly scratched his chin gently, "Does it look good?"

Damn, damn, this is not me.

This is not what I did! !

This is what my foot did!

Sir, you won't chop me off, will you?

She felt like she was possessed by a ghost.

"It looks good!" Ye Ling's tone was particularly gentle. He suddenly leaned over and gently kissed her ankle. It was clearly a very simple kiss, but the moment the red lips touched her ankle, she had countless yellow garbage in her mind.

Shen Qianshu wanted to cry but had no tears. Sir was too foul! If anyone told her that Sir couldn't pick up girls, she would be angry with him. It was simply a lie.

Ye Ling's amber eyes stared at her affectionately.

His voice was bewitching.

"You are a demon, and you belong to me, huh?"