MTL - Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry-Chapter 1082 Women disguised as men: the delicate palms of powerful officials (83)

   Chapter 1082 Women disguised as men: the palms of powerful ministers (83)

   After a kiss, both of them calmed down a bit.

  Ugly grabbed Jiaoyang's arm and took her to the carriage without saying a word.

  The sound of the wheels of the carriage came from his ears, and there was the sound of his steady breathing.

  Ugly clasped his hands tightly, his eyes were red, no one could understand his mood just now, his body was scrambled inside, and when he looked inside, he really almost went crazy.

   But no. Now is not the best time.

   He hasn't kicked those men out of her mind completely, he can't go crazy, he can't touch her yet.

   The more he thought about it, the tighter his fingers tightened, and his eyes were red with blood.

  Jiaoyang couldn't help looking at him, and of course he noticed the tightening of his fingers.

   is very strange. The feeling of kissing him, she thought she would be very contradictory, after all, she was facing such a face.

   But she didn't, not only that, the feeling he just passed on to himself was slightly cool, and then gradually became hot again.

   That feeling is very comfortable, she enjoys it.

   In the end, before she was too happy, he had already put his mouth back, and returned to his usual self-absorbed, unfeminine look. Thinking about it this way, he was really unwilling.

  Jiaoyang held his chin and looked at his face from the side, the corner of his mouth slightly hooked.

  The Ugly Bastard was deep in thought, when someone suddenly held his cheek, a murderous look flashed in his eyes, and the next moment he met a pair of familiar eyes, his hands froze in place.

  Jiaoyang held his face and looked at it with a smile: "Ugly, ugly, ugly, sometimes you look at this face for a long time, and sometimes I really think, I really think it is."

   His heart was suspended by her, and after waiting for a while, there was no answer.

   "Think so?" he asked.

  Jiaoyang smiled and rolled his eyes: "It's really, ugly and cute!"

  The ugly face was expressionless for a moment, he glanced at her, then retracted his eyes the next second, and stopped talking.

   After all, it is still inseparable from an ugly.

Jiao Yang continued smiling like a butterfly, and whispered in his ear, "Don't be discouraged, no, there has been progress! In the days to come, as time goes by, I will definitely treat you more and more. It's more pleasing to the eye!"

  The Ugly Bastard was a little stunned when he heard it, and then he laughed. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but tick up: "Yes. How long will it take?"

   "You ask me this question, how would I know."

  Jiaoyang widened his eyes, glared at him, and returned to smiling in the next instant.

   "Even if the face is not good, it can be made up in other places! For example, here, for example here"

Before the cold hum from Ugly's mouth fell, he instantly looked at her in shock, watching her fingers fall in disbelief, hooking off his belt, and drawing his hand along the waistline to his chest and making circles , fingers stroked inch by inch across the ugly and even uneven skin on his exterior.

   He froze there, his heart throbbing with shock. The scene that I have never imagined countless times in my heart and dreams is actually realized at this moment.

   At first, Jiaoyang was still covering him, but in the end, the two of them clashed for a while, and when they got excited, they hugged and kissed again.

  Ugly led her to roll from one end of the carriage to the other, and finally he pressed on top of her, manipulating everything with red eyes.

  I want her to remember him deeply and forget everything except him.

   (end of this chapter)