Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Of course, this was not enough. She endured the pain and pinched her neck, shoulders and collarbone several times.

Soon, the pinched area turned into red bumps one after another, spread all over the snow-white skin, which was particularly obvious. Anyone who saw it could not help but have wild thoughts.

Then, he stepped towards Wen Churan's direction.

He didn't sleep well last night. Wen Churan had heavy dark circles under his eyes and was ready to finish breakfast quickly before snuggling into bed to take a nap.

Unexpectedly, when she went downstairs, she suddenly heard someone calling her.

Before she had time to discern who the owner of the voice was, she instinctively turned her head to look.

I saw a slender figure standing behind me.

It's Ann!

Wen Churan's heart tightened.

I saw that she was standing on the stairs of the third floor, wearing only a shirt that just covered her buttocks. Under the almost transparent fabric, her bumpy body was looming, and her long straight white legs were particularly dazzling.

As long as you move your eyes upward, you can see that the buttons of the shirt are unbuttoned very low, and the open collar has slipped from the shoulders, not only revealing a large area of ​​delicate skin, but even the two lumps of snow on the chest are about to come out. He felt the ups and downs of her breathing, as if it would be shaken out at any time.

She leaned lazily on the carved railing, biting her delicate lips, looking lusty and extravagant, exuding a deadly temptation from beginning to end, like a natural beauty.

The enchanting figure is matched with her lovely face.

Any man who sees her will have his nose bleeds uncontrollably. He would like to rush forward, tear open her shirt that looks like a decoration, press her under him and ravage her fiercely.

What made Wen Churan's eyes sting was not this fragrant scene, but the large area of ​​bright red strawberries around An's neck, shoulders and collarbone, which looked particularly dazzling against the snow-white skin.

An seemed to be aware of her gaze, and deliberately straightened her upper body, as if she was treating it as a commodity, specially displayed for her to see clearly.

The uglier Wen Churan's face became, the prouder the smile on her lips became.

Then, she took a step forward and walked in front of Wen Churan.

"Miss Wen, you got up so early..."

She yawned and muttered in a complaining tone, "I'm so sleepy. I didn't sleep all night after being tortured... Adair is really..."

The latter sentence was not loud enough, but it was just enough for Wen Churan to hear clearly.

Wen Churan was not a fool. She knew that An's words to herself were actually meant for her to hear.

And the tired look, the complaining tone, and the bright red marks on his body all help An tell...

What exactly did she and Sheng Shimo do last night!

Wen Churan felt as if her heart had been cut open by a knife. The pain was so severe that it actually made her feel nauseous. She hurriedly covered her mouth and nose to prevent herself from vomiting.

An saw that she looked in pain, so he pretended to step forward, trying to reach out to help her, "Miss Wen, are you okay?"

"Don't touch me!" Wen Churan suddenly screamed. Because she was so anxious to avoid An's touch, she didn't even remember that she was on the stairs, so she stepped back quickly and missed the step.

Immediately afterwards, his body leaned back and rolled down the stairs.

"ah--"

Two women's screams sounded almost at the same time.

Seeing Wen Churan's body rolling down quickly like a ball, making a crackling sound in the originally silent corridor, An's face was full of surprise, and he obviously didn't expect this to happen. Case.