Quick Transmigration: The Villain’s Sweet Wife

Xicheng's lips opened slightly, and then gently squeezed, and he stopped talking.

The long fingers that rested on her black hair tightened a little, and slowly slid down, clasping her slender neck.

Forcing the woman to look up.

Kwuna's trembling lips were reflected in the man's eyes without reservation.

The thick black eyelashes are flooded with water.

The pink punch hit Xicheng's chest, but for the latter it was just not painful or itchy.

Xicheng grabbed the emotionally out of control Kannai's wrist and tugged violently.

The woman's delicate and slender body slammed into it.

The man took her arm around his waist, his deep pupils were burning with flames.

His eyes fell on the delicate lips of the person in front of him, and he never moved away.

When he couldn't help himself, Xicheng leaned over and clasped Quan Nai's waist tightly.

When I was about to hit...

Suddenly, Kwon Nai took advantage of the situation and slapped him with his hand.

In an instant, a crisp sound came out.

Kwon Nai hit hard, and the red palm prints were faintly visible on the right half of Xi Cheng's face.

He was beaten and dumbfounded.

Turning his head, his white hand stroked the injured half of his face.

It's been a long time since I recovered.

Turning his head, he could see the woman's contrite and regretful eyes, and her Adam's apple moved slightly.

I didn't know what to do for a while.

He... has never been slapped in the face.

However, I couldn't get angry inexplicably.

"I'm sorry, Brother Xicheng, I'm sorry..."

Kwon Nai didn't know where to put his hands, his eyes cast a flustered look at Xi Cheng.

The tender white palm wanted to touch the man's red cheek, but stopped at hand.

Biting his lips, a faint arc was raised between the two rows of Xiu's eyebrows.

Suddenly, his eyes crossed, his breathing lingering.

Quan Nai retracted his hand, drooping his head suddenly, and pushed Xi Cheng away, his fragile eyelashes fluttered, covering up the helplessness and grievances curled under his eyes.

"I'm sorry...I haven't been...so...so treated...too...too sudden..."

Xicheng realized that what he had done was indeed excessive.

He hurriedly took her face, took a tissue and wiped her tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry, it's my fault, I'm too anxious."

The face baptized by tears has a different kind of beauty.

Before Xicheng got out of control, he backed away a few minutes, "It's me who should apologize."

It's because my concentration is too bad.

Kwon Nai cried so hard that he couldn't stop it.

The small body twitched, lowered his head, it looked like a small ball, really aggrieved.

Xicheng felt that he was becoming more and more inhuman.

He raised his arm and pointed to the room unnaturally.

"May I go in?"

Quan Nai silently said nothing.

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to come and talk to you, if it's not convenient, then forget it, too, it's so late..."

The word "female" was still stuck in his throat, so Kona walked in ahead of him.

He replied, "Yeah."

The nasal sound is strong, mixed with an indescribable smell.

Kwonna slung his clothes along and sat along the edge of the sofa.

Facing the soft light, his pupils opened slightly, "Would you like to drink water?"

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Xicheng's answer, he poured a glass of water for him.

Xicheng hesitated.

Still struggling inside.

"Mom...what should I do?"

Kwon Nai's voice was muffled and seemed a little unhappy.

The hand holding the cloth of the clothes was tightly closed, and the knuckles were white.

"cough."

Xi Cheng coughed slightly and stood beside her.

"I……"

The woman turned her head and grabbed him by the collar.

Very close very close.

"Do you regret coming over? I have put everything down, are you still hesitating?"

Xicheng: "Yangyang, listen to me..."

"I don't listen, I don't listen!"