Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

After a long day of shopping, Wen Xinya sold a lot of stuff. Dinner was eaten at a more famous restaurant in Country E. After the meal, Si Yi also took a Wen Xinya visit to the night scene.

Mo City is a city that has been polished with history. Because of its Baroque architectural style, this city always gives a thick and luxurious feeling. The night scene is particularly beautiful. The city's yellow light reflects the entire city. And Huagui, the crowds coming and going, talked and laughed recklessly, showing their enthusiasm and publicity.

When women go shopping in groups, they will invite them on the spot when they meet their intriguing men. Men carry wine bottles, whistle at beautiful women, wantonly make fun of them, and even meet interested ones. He couldn't help but tell people to walk to the nearby small hotel.

At night, it seemed to make people in country E even more brazen.

Winking at Si Yizhen, more and more women sent out invitations, and said warmly and irritably, "No more shopping, go home!"

She didn't want to go anywhere, there were women who beat her own man, and this really felt bad.

Si also pursed her lips and said, "Okay! We are now the manor."

Most of the men in country E like women in western countries, but Xinya's beautifulness has caused a lot of men's cowardice. From time to time, there are men whistling at her, but she is upset and not paying attention.

Even bold men want to step forward and are disappointed by his eyes, so shopping is really not fun.

Si Yizhang took the car, and the two returned to the manor with different thoughts.

After returning to the manor, the servants were sorting out the things that Wen Xinya bought today. In the living room, I wondered, I was shocked at first glance, but Wen Xinya didn't realize that they had bought so many things this day.

Most of these things are gifts for the guys, and few of them are fancy.

Si Yiyi glanced at the pile of hill-like things on the ground, and the beautiful eyebrows were closed together, and there was a faint light in his eyes, and even the thin lips were slightly squinted, which seemed a little displeased. .

Wen Ya didn't notice, staring at the bracelet representing Jin Yuliang's fate in her hand, smiling full of openness, a gift that didn't feel tacky, was rendered by Si Yizhen in such a way that it became so significant that this bracelet must be Keep it well.

The more she looked, the more she felt pretty, she couldn't help muttering, "Si Yizhen's vision is really excellent."

I used to think he was a bit vulgar, but now I feel that the bracelet is beautiful. The crape myrtle flower carved on it means "who says there is no one hundred days of red flowers, crape myrtle often blooms for half a year!"

There is also the broken jade in the old pit glass above, which looks like an irregular edge jade, but if you look closely, you can see that the body characters are carved on it: Fu, Lu, Shou, Kang, Ning, De, Zhen ...

"Si Yizhen ..." Wen Xinya, like finding a new continent, quickly turned his head to call Si Yizhen.

But where is the silhouette of Si Yizhen?

Uncle Ya couldn't help wondering why she could not see anyone in the blink of an eye. She asked the maid who organized things on the ground: "Where is sir, do you know?"

The maid hurriedly answered, "This time should be going to the study."

Wen Xinya nodded: "Take me to the study!"

I don't know where Si Yizheng got Liu Yanhua. She hasn't seen her since she came to the manor yesterday. The big manor has no familiar person to take care of her.

The maid respectfully took Wen Xinya to the second floor, turned left and right, and finally stopped in front of a sculpture door.

The maid stepped down, warmly and carefully looking at the sculpture door. The engraved picture of Confucius preached with abstraction, but it looked very artistic, and warmly and elegantly reached out and pushed the door of the study.

But Si Yizheng was not in the study.

Wen Xinya frowning slightly, so that there is no figure, what happened?

Wen Xinya thought that from the time of returning to the manor, Si Yizhen seemed to be in a low mood.

Along the way when coming, came to their room, gently opened the door and entered the room, Si Yizhen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, surrounded by gifts repackaged by the servants.

Wen Xinya walked slowly, holding his waist gently from behind: "What's wrong, are you not happy?"

Si also pursed his lips, warmly and ya could not see his expression, but only saw his figure falling on the lower glass window, with a dark taste in the dark.

Warm and whispered, "Would you like to ignore this person!"

Si Yizhen usually coaxed her. Now it's her turn to realize that coaxing people is also a technical task and a mental task.

Si Yizhen turned abruptly and pushed the warmth and elegance onto the floor-to-ceiling window, which was both swift and fierce.

There was a muffled sound, and the Wen Xinya body hit the bulletproof tempered glass severely, and the thin, scorched back was hit with a little pain.

This is the legendary "niche?"

To be more precise, this is "glass puppet!"

Not as cruel as the "niche"!

"Si Yi ..." Wen Ya had not responded yet. Under the dim light, his figure was rendered a little dim, covering her head and even her whole body, and then ... his kiss was pressed down.

Such a kiss, with a fierce smell, is full of unwillingness!

This was the first time that Si Yizhen kissed her so fiercely, containing her ignorance but irrepressible emotions, which caused her unexplained panic and even lost her strength and could only bear it passively.

His teeth abraded her lips, because there was no lightness, she felt a perfusion between her lips, and then the salty rust smell covered her lips, and she knew that he had broken his lips.

This was the first time Si Yizhen hurt her during a kiss.

The taste of salty, covered with lips, could not linger, Si Yizhen's offensive became gentle and gentle, he pulled back slightly, staring at her somewhat swollen lips, the lips were pinched by him like this, Qin Shuiguang, but a faint trembling light, gorgeous blood, slowly overflowing from the unknown wound, along the delicate texture of her lips, instantly spread throughout her lips, with a thrilling Broken beauty.

His heart froze, and he bowed his head and sucked the blood from her lips gently, and whispered in her ear: "I'm sorry!"

Wenya shook her head, but her throat was very dry.

At this time, Si Yizhen let her see through, her eyebrows were full of deep and obscure emotions, her blood was stained on her thin lips, with a touch of strange beauty, but her heart was cold with coldness!

what happened to him?

Si Yizheng's hand turned around her waist, and the Wen Xinya person was pushed onto the glass, her cheeks were squeezed and deformed, and her body was squeezed on the glass. The man behind her was slender and slender. The beautiful hand, in her exclaim, split her legs together, and the hard, scorching heat that belonged to the male advanced from behind her!

Si Yizhen seems to particularly like this posture.