Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Wen Xinya reaching out to his chest, feeling the strong and oppressive force belonging to the man, made her panic.

At this time, each other was ambiguous, and many strange feelings slowly fermented and awakened in the bottom of his heart. He was trapped in the narrow and aggressive space between his chest and the back of the chair. In this car, he had a sweet and affectionate relationship The lingering love became clear little by little, and it was constantly playing out in my mind. Many of those shy loves were sealed in my heart because of the years, buried deeply because of busy work, but because he was always carved. Heart field.

Warm and ya felt an ambiguous atmosphere, and there was a feeling of torture, and she made her think that she was sophisticated and calm, and began to crack and crack.

He gently and subconsciously pushed him: "You can't park here, can you drive the car first? Can you be fined by the traffic police later?"

Fortunately, at night, there are not too many vehicles on the road at this time. They parked the car on the side of the road like this, but it did not cause traffic jams, but she still felt weird, as if she could feel every whistling and Passing cars will look at them differently.

Of course, this is just feeling.

In fact, the tightly closed windows have long since put an end to everyone's search.

"Ignore me, huh?" Si Yizhuan's hot breath, accompanied by a crisis of questions, sounded in her ears.

Cozy and elegant, hiding from her gaze, daring not to look at him, stuttering, "Where ... how?"

She refused to admit that she had acted just now.

"Just not!" Si Yizhen's voice smiled.

The clear sound was like a turbulent stream, with a moving rhythm and melody, as if flowing in a Wen Xinya heart, and then Si Yiming's lips were pressed down.

A strong, overbearing kiss, with a punitive twist, rolled around her lips, demanding greed.

"唔 ——" Warm and yelled a thin sob, holding his shirt shirt with his hands subconsciously. The heart was crooked little by little in such a narrow and tight space, and even snoring changed. Not smooth.

Hot breath, ambiguous gasp tangled in the trunk.

The Wen Xinya head was a little sloppy, and suddenly thought of a news a few days ago, he saw a news: "The men and women were checked on the road for a car shock and said they waited for two minutes ..."

In the evening, a car stabbed on the driving section and really recruited the police.

Si Yizhang's endurance is so good, can it be done in two minutes?

As I was thinking, I heard the police car whistling faintly in my ears. The whole person was Wen Xinya like a thunderstorm, and I hurried to push Si Yijun: "Let ’s go ... wow ... cop ...

Wen Xinya and nervous, a heart that had been chaotic and irregular at first, suddenly fluttered, and jumped a little without jumping out. She couldn't help but have the urge to cover her face.

Si Yizhen reluctantly let her go, her dark eyes, like the deep lake, bright and compelling.

A warm and quick gasp: "Hurry up, the police are here ..."

Her voice was eager, and with the panting in her throat, there was a different kind of temptation in the small car.

At this point, what she had thought in her mind was how to escape. She got rid of the traffic police to check the car, and got rid of such an awkward situation.

Si Yiyun stared deeply, staring at her with a hint of remorse: "It's too late ..."

Sure enough, the alarm bells rang from far to near, in a quiet night, running away roaring, Megatron roaring, as if ringing in the ear, Wen Xinya body stiffened, subconsciously to check their dress, tragic discovery, his The suit jacket, the buttons on the chest have been untied, the white shirt inside, the three buttons under the neckline have been opened, and the soft half of the chest is deeply attractive.

This looks like anyone knows what happened in the car.

She quickly reached out to push him, trying to push him back to his seat, and tidy up his clothes.

However, Si Yizhen's body imprisoned her between her chest and the back of her chair, leaving her wind still.

Listening to the alarm bells getting closer and closer, Wen Xinya and anxious: "You don't want to do this, just let go ..."

Si Yizhen looked at her.

There was grievance on her face as bright as jade. Panic, wet eyes, tears glittering, like the most dazzling star falling above the starry sky, pure and beautiful.

Looking at his eyes, showing weakness, flattering, begging, and aggrieved, like a little rabbit being bullied.

Warm and bite her lip, and stretched out her hand to punch him: "Yi Si, I hate you, hate you ..."

Thinking of the embarrassing picture she might face for a while, she felt ashamed.

The sound of the police car suddenly screamed.

"Ah-" Warm and whispered, his head was buried in his chest.

She's prepared for the worst.

She made up her mind, but she didn't show her face when she was killed. The embarrassing thing made Si Yizhang go to the top bag, who let him feel free on the road. If he couldn't solve it, he decided not to let him go to bed.

"Hehe--" Si Yixi smiled lowly: "The police car is gone, you don't need to be so nervous."

Her response was just so cute.

A Wen Xinya look, and it turned out that the police car was still screaming in her ears, and the voice had gradually drifted away. She poked her head out of Si Yizhen's chest and looked at him blankly.

"Isn't the police going to check our car?"

In the middle of the night, it is impossible for the police to stop them when they park their cars on the road!

How is this going?

Si Yizhen carefully arranged her clothes: "They dare not!"

Looking at the scenery on her chest, Si Yizhen was a bit regretful, but after all, she thought of going on and continued. The little girl had a thin face. It was already the limit to tease her today, and then she continued to estimate that she was really angry.

More importantly, this is really not the right place.

Although he is passionate about men and women, it does not mean that he has no courtesy and shame. What he does in private is a boudoir pleasure. If it is in public, it is indecent.

However, after returning home, there was a big massage waiting for him to eat, and his psychology was balanced.

The Wen Xinya head was a little sloppy.

Si Yixi laughed: "My license plate number is a special number, and no police in country Z dare to check my car."

In country Z, there are always some privileged people who have privileges unknown to others.

Si Yizheng's license plate number is a kind of privilege.

In country Z, there are less than ten such license plate numbers.

Representing identity, status, rights, and wealth.

The police who are familiar with the rules not only will not touch his mildew, but they are even afraid of him.