Passionate Devotion

Chapter 1906 1955 She is not the person I am looking for 1

The strong male hormones were rippling in the air, Nan Shengqing swallowed droolingly, and his voice was very positive: "No need!"

Lonely Shan holding a glass of water, walked towards her: "You are not worried that the door is locked, it is not convenient for you to commit the crime, right?"

"Mr. Lonely!"

The language is slightly angry, how can you make such a serious joke?

Lonely Shan's eyes narrowed slightly: "Huh...?"

One word, single syllable, very low, very light, as if it has deceptive magic.

Seeing the man's tall and tall body approaching step by step, Nan Shengqing swallowed again, but retreated subconsciously, his nervous voice trembled slightly: "Mr. Lonely, what do you want to do?"

Alone man and widow, should he not...

Lonely Shan ignored the panic in her eyes, strode with her long legs, and approached her in an instant, calmly.

Nan Shengqing took two steps backwards, his back suddenly pressed against the kitchen counter, unable to retreat. She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down, but in the next instant, he suddenly leaned over, and the figure with high atmosphere instantly enveloped her body, blocking all the light, and casting a large shadow on her face.

In a hurry, Nan Sheng hurriedly put his hands against his chest, tilted his face to the right, and exclaimed: "You, you, what are you doing? I'll tell you, even if you helped me, I don’t think I’ll be my body. Contrast yourself! I am not a bully, I have practiced Taekwondo!"

Lonely Shan stretched out his right arm, and Nan Shengqing shouted, "Don't touch me!"

That arm crossed her body, directly opened the condiment box on the kitchen counter, took a small spoon and poured a small spoonful of medicine into the cup in his left hand, stood there leisurely, stirring, and squeezing After taking a sip, I adjusted the saltiness of the light salt water, and then slowly lowered his head, condescendingly watching her: "Who is touching whom?"

"Huh? Huh?" Nan Sheng looked up in shock, his face completely blank.

"How dare you hit my chest?" Lonely Shan's voice fell cold, and the burst of breath was dyed with a powerful abstinence system.

Nan Shengqing's eyes twitched fiercely, her eyes fell on her hands, her hands were trying hard to press his chest.

"Next, are you planning to undress me?"

Nan Sheng slammed his hands, his face flushed, and the misunderstanding was so embarrassing...God, find a hole for me to get in!

She stammered: "Well...what, you are too close to me, I am a person, a bit of transient mental stress hypothesis, as long as others are too close to me, they will involuntarily produce bad conjectures. Mr. Lonely, please forgive me."

"There is still this disease in this world?"

"Yes, some, they are relatively rare, haha, and they can't control it." Nan Sheng was anxious and stunned, and he looked up and smiled at him awkwardly.

Lonely and quietly, with a cold and arrogant attitude, he muttered for a moment, and said: "It seems that you still have to guard against you. You must lock the door at night when you sleep, otherwise, in case you have other short-term **** tyrants-Wang Qiangs- The bow syndrome is involuntarily onset and can't be controlled. I may lose my reputation."

"Absolutely not!"

Nan Sheng blinked his eyes wide and looked at Lonely Shan but couldn't trust your expression. He was very upset. She was about to swear to promise, but Lonely Shan said indifferently: "I can't trust you, after all, I am not familiar."

After speaking, he left. She heard the sound of the lock, the voice was very loud!

Nan Shengqing's mouth twitched several times, and she wanted to cry without tears. Does she look like a trivial woman?

(End of this chapter)