Chapter 268

The Scheming President Who Cannot be Loved (P 51)

Right! Zhou Min is his, and she also said that she is his! Therefore, everyone can look at him disgustingly, despise and dislike him, but Zhou Min can't, only Zhou Min can't! Even when he rejected her before, he didn't want her to be afraid of himself.

What's more, she is already his. She said that she will stay in hell with him, so she must stay with him. No matter who can say anything, but only Zhou Min can't, only she can't.

If she dares to break his trust, and she dares to look at him with that angry look, he will definitely destroy her with his own hands.

In this world, there can only be Zhou Min who loves him. No, absolutely can't there be Zhou Min who fears him and disgusts him, because that person must not be his Zhou Min.

It must not be... So, no one can live in this world under Zhou Min's skin and be occupied by others...

Such emotions came very fiercely, like a tornado sweeping Ye Ziyan's frightened eyes and confused brain. Looking at Zhou Min's eyes were like looking at a dead man again, with madness.

"No, don't disgust me. I'm human! I'm a human... I'm Ye Ziyan... I'm Ye Ziyan... I, I'm not a monster... No..." Ye Ziyan looked a little crazy, and his hands had climbed up Zhou Min's slender neck. As long as he worked hard, Zhou Min might die under Ye Ziyan's subordinates.

Although Zhou Min was psychologically prepared, looking at Ye Ziyan, who was so nervous and like a madman, was really scared. In particular, looking at Ye Ziyan's somewhat perverted eyes, there was strange gentleness and madness in it, which seemed to fall into a magic barrier, and the whole person did not have a trace of human reason.

"Brother Ziyan... I love you!" Feeling the approach of death, Zhou Min clearly felt for the first time that Ye Ziyan really wanted to kill herself. She let Zhou Min jump into his arms and cry when Ye Ziyan's hands were just on her neck.

But Ye Ziyan obviously didn't believe it, or didn't want to admit it.

Struggled, in Zhou Min's arms, like being fried, pushed Zhou Min crazily, but at this time, Zhou Min knew very well that she must not let go and never let Ye Ziyan leave.

Ye Ziyan hit Zhou Min's back with a hammer crazily, as if he had treated the enemy who destroyed his whole family. In anger, the action in his hand could not bear even an adult man, not to mention Zhou Min, a woman who was more delicate than ordinary women.

However, at this time, Zhou Min held Ye Ziyan tightly, and there was a kind of fierceness of dying together.

After a few minutes of stalemate, Zhou Min only felt that her back had been beaten by Ye Ziyan almost unconscious. Zhou Min suddenly tripped over a chair beside her, pressed Ye Ziyan under her body and fell on the sofa with force.

She took the opportunity to kiss Ye Ziyan, but at this time, Ye Ziyan didn't know why he just closed his lips and didn't let Zhou Min take a step forward. For the first time, he took the initiative to kiss him. In this situation, neither of them could feel any beauty at all.

However, Zhou Min did not give up. She just took advantage of the narrowness of the sofa and the inconvenient situation of Ye Ziyan to counterattack for a while to buy time. From the previous eager kiss, after discovering Ye Ziyan's refusal, she became soft and soft and kissed. The tip of her tongue slowly depicted the outline on his lips, and told him her tenderness and Affectionate.

The itchy feeling made Ye Ziyan loosen, and Zhou Min took the opportunity, and the tip of her tongue reached into his mouth without covering her ears, and found his rough tongue, ambiguous collusion, and gentle lingering, just to let Ye Ziyan feel her heart.

This kiss gradually changed its taste from the beginning of appeasement. From the beginning, it was dominated by Zhou Min to Ye Ziyan hugged Zhou Min and turned over and squeezed her into the corner of the sofa. When it was tightly controlled, it changed.

"Zhou Min, do you know what you are doing?" Youyou's voice came from the mouth of the man who gradually woke up in front of him, but Zhou Min's back was cold. What she wanted to say was stuck in her throat. It was not right to say it.

A sudden sense of fear came, which came violently and suddenly, penetrating her skin and making her cold to her bones. She had no doubt that Ye Ziyan is the most real him now. No elegance or indifference is not him. The real he is like a ghost of hell, evil and cold, and there is no trace of popularity.

However, now Zhou Min has made herself so far that it is impossible to look back. Then, even if it is hell, she has no choice but to jump down with her eyes closed, because the devil in Ye Ziyan's heart was pulled out by her hand.

Zhou Min just quietly looked at Ye Ziyan, who was close in front of him. Compared with Zhou Min's silence and quietness, Ye Ziyan's palm in the corner of the sofa quickly clenched into a fist, and his eyes forced Zhou Min like a sword, making Zhou Min look around like a fierce ghost.

Ye Ziyan's hand moved from the sofa to Zhou Min's waist and squeezed it tightly. Zhou Min raised the corners of her bitter lips and lowered her head. The faint pain from her waist gradually overflowed from her body. She muttered softly, "From the time I fell in love with a man named Ye Ziyan, I didn't know what I was doing for a long time, because , heart, it's not mine anymore! I put my heart, as early as ten years old, under the poplar tree, with unreserved hands and held it in front of Ye Ziyan... I prayed that he could treat the trembling, uneasy but real and vivid heart..."

Zhou Min's words made Ye Ziyan's eyes tremble slightly, but he didn't know how to answer Zhou Min's confession again. It seemed that when facing Zhou Min, people who have always been used to confronting head-on are always used to escaping and ignoring, or diverting her mind, this time, the same.

Ye Ziyan suddenly grabbed her jaw, forced her to raise her face close to her, pressed her thin lips, pressed her against the corner of the sofa, suppressed her body, controlled her movements, rudely gnawed her red lips, and her big tongue penetrated into her mouth, kissing eagerly and hotly.

"Well..." The ending sound disappeared between the touching lips, and Zhou Min's head was blank, like a traveler in the desert. He put her hands around Ye Ziyan's broad shoulders, sucked it, and responded warmly with the tip of his tongue.

At this time, Ye Ziyan's kiss was deeper than usual, stretching along the top of her mouth to her throat. At the same time, she moved to the side with a strong domineering, and then moved to the side, slid along the gums, and sneaked into the bottom of her tongue. The feeling of intertwined with Ye Ziyan's lips and tongue now, just like drowning in water, which made her difficult to breathe but reluctant to leave.

The two people almost kissed together wildly, and the four lips were also tightly attached to each other at the same time, intertwined with the taste of inseparable. The lips and tongue danced with the intertwining, changing the angle for deeper exploration.

The two tongues slid out of the lips like snakes. One in and out, the ambiguous silver silk kept overflowing the corners of the lips and sliding down the chin, which looked more and more lewd but strangely warm in the hotel's halo yellow light.

The two long tips of the tongue, like the tail of a fish, intertwined and flipped in the air... Then, they were swallowed by the other party and sucked greedily in the mouth, and the "choo-choo" of tongue and tongue rangled on the sofa, which meant that they would not stop.