390 The mark that belongs to li junyu
Li junyu, who had never taken women seriously, felt his heart flutter for the first time.
Now that he had fallen for ruan Mengmeng, li junyu was even more unwilling to think about the woman from that night.
Just like what he had asked of ruan Mengmeng, forget about her past with second brother and never mention it again.
And he, as always, forgot about that night.
To him, the only important thing was his little kitten, no one else.
The kind of woman who should have been forgotten and not worth mentioning could only be buried in the ruins of time like garbage.
li junyu, hurry up and leave. Ling Dong said that Ling bei has been taken away. He must have done something wrong.
Ruan Mengmeng tugged at li junyuâs hand gently and pleaded in a low voice.
She recalled that she had not seen Ling bei for a long time.
Ling bei treated her quite well. Hearing Ling Dongâs anxious tone and thinking about the cold and rigid old master Li, ruan Mengmeng started to worry for Ling bei.
Li junyuâs dark eyes turned slightly cold.
He thought that he had to stop this time and get Ling bei out.
After all, it was related to that night. It would not be good if Grandpa found out and made an issue out of it.
âForget it, Iâll let you off for today.â Li junyu lowered his head and planted a kiss on the corner of her petite and tender lips.
As if it wasnât enough, he held her lips in his mouth again and kissed them deeply, biting and biting, kissing and kissing.
In the end, she retreated in satisfaction.
One by one, he buttoned up his shirt again.
As he buttoned his shirt, he looked down at the little thing lying on the bed.
The collar of her shirt was pulled open by him, revealing the sweet and seductive pink shoulder straps.
Her soft black hair was like a waterfall, scattered on the big bed.
The girlâs lovely and sexy collarbones were a beautiful pink.
Li junyu could not help but stop what he was doing.
He looked at ruan Mengmeng and sighed deeply.
In the confusion of the young girl, he bent down and lowered his head.
He bit down on her fair and tender neck a little above her collarbone.
hiss ⊠It hurts. the young girl softly gasped.
âYou, you didnât bully me enough Yingluo and even bit me Yingluoâ
Ruan Mengmengâs beautiful almond-shaped eyes were already wet with tears. At that very moment, ruan Mengmengâs bashful eyes were filled with accusations against li junyu.
The man curled his lips and gave her a Peck on her cute and soft lips.
âThis is a mark, a mark that belongs to li junyu. Iâll give you a stamp first so that others wonât think about Yingluo.â
Ruan Mengmeng,âYingluo.â
Oh my God, ruan Mengmengâs little heart trembled and she quickly covered her chest.
She refused to admit that the smile of a certain tyrant almost hit her in a second!
*
In the corridor, Ling Dong was knocking on the door.
Uncle Zhao tried to persuade him and even wanted to ask someone to stop him, but the young master hugged his leg and refused to let him.
Not only did he refuse to let Ling Dong go, he even encouraged Ling Dong to âslap harder, slap harderâ.
Li Junxi: â Ling Dong, can you shout louder? my big brother might be inside lecturing my sister. If he hits her too hard and she canât hear him, my sister will be in big trouble, Yingluo.
Hearing this, Ling Dong was also worried that the young master was punishing the Miss and couldnât hear him.
He immediately used all his strength and loudly repeated what he had just said as he slammed the door.
The beautiful young man standing at the end of the corridor, leaning against the wall, shook his head.
His heart didnât waver at all, and he even wanted to laugh.
Li junche thought to himself,âhehe, if Xiaoxi and Ling Dong want to court death, I canât stop them from reacting. Iâll just watch them court death.â
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