A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Zhuang Zhoucheng's tall body moved closer, and Huo Yan struggled.

Zhuang Zhoucheng pulled back a little on the palm that was stuck on her chin. Huo Yan felt pain, opened her mouth slightly, and a layer of mist instantly covered her eyes. She looked at him pitifully.

That little look is surprisingly attractive.

Zhuang Zhoucheng immediately clasped his other hand around her waist and pulled her into his arms. Huo Yan screamed in fear:

"Ah—you, what do you want to do? If you, if you do anything reckless, I'll call the police!"

Zhuang Zhoucheng said coldly:

"You called the police? You were so enthusiastic last time, why are you so scared of me today?"

Huo Yan didn't dare to say a word, for she was afraid that he would find out that she had lost her virginity.

Zhuang Zhoucheng's large hands gripped her waist tightly, his hard face lowered to her porcelain-white face, his eyes fixed on hers.

Huo Yan's entire body was stiff, and he kept shaking. He stretched himself to shrink back, but Zhuang Zhoucheng locked him too tightly, and he couldn't move away at all.

Zhuang Zhoucheng put his cheek close to Huo Yan's face and smelled the clean scent on her body.

This is her smell.

"don't want--"

Huo Yan closed her eyes tightly and turned her face away. Her eyelashes trembled pitifully, and her chin was red and burning from being pinched by Zhuang Zhoucheng.

Zhuang Zhoucheng ignored her fright, approached her, and brushed his nose across her face. The tip of his nose touched her delicate skin. The touch at that moment was extremely wonderful.

All that appeared in his mind at that moment was the scene of her blooming enchantingly under him that night and his crazy possession of her.

Such ecstasy was something he had never experienced before.

At this moment, Zhuang Zhoucheng clearly decided to take Huo Yan for himself.

He found her pleasing to the eye, well-behaved, and she didn't cry or make a fuss. What a wonderful thing it would be to have her by his side?

"Huo Yan." Zhuang Zhoucheng called out in a low voice.

Huo Yan was really scared. When had she ever encountered such a situation before?

His body was shaking like a sieve, and he was crying with a trembling voice:

"I'm scared, I'm scared, please let me go, okay, okay?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng was slightly startled, then loosened his grip after a moment and looked down at her. The little girl's face was already covered in tears.

Zhuang Zhoucheng frowned slightly. He was fine, so why was she so scared?

There was a hint of displeasure rising in his heart. Zhuang Zhoucheng locked his gaze on her, his expression cold and chilling. He said nothing, but his oppressive aura remained undiminished.

With his hands in his trousers, he looked sullen and offered no explanation.

As soon as Huo Yan was free, she hurriedly retreated to the side, sniffing her nose and wiping her tears.

From time to time, I cautiously glanced at the cold-faced man not far in front of me.

Huo Yan looked so pitiful. Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her coldly, and his heart tightened.

After a long while, Zhuang Zhoucheng sighed:

"Huo Yan, don't be afraid of me."

He lowered his voice deliberately so as not to sound too serious.

Huo Yan stood far away from him, sniffing and speaking in a mosquito-like voice:

"I'm not afraid... Could you please give me my bag first?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he stared at her calmly for a long while.

He sighed secretly, well, there was no need for him to force the woman.

He turned around and went upstairs.

Zhuang Zhoucheng stayed upstairs for a full half hour. Huo Yan was downstairs, waiting and waiting. She wanted to shout, but it was so quiet all around. She was a little scared and didn't dare to make a sound.

Zhuang Zhoucheng finally came out of the study with Huo Yan's bag.

When Huo Yan couldn't help but look up at the building again, he saw Zhuang Zhoucheng standing by the railing.

At that moment, the two people's eyes met and entangled in the air.

She looked at him, completely blank and without any idea.

However, Zhuang Zhoucheng's sharp gaze seemed to penetrate deep into her soul and see through her eyes.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked calm. He stood there for a moment, then turned and walked downstairs.

Zhuang Zhoucheng stopped three steps in front of Huo Yan, handed the bag out and said:

"take it."