Chapter: 2393

He had originally thought of it as a joke, but seeing her beautiful and dazed expression, he couldn't move.

Xinxiang's soft waist was in his arms, how could she be indifferent?

Before Su Nan could react, Shang Qian hugged her waist and took a step back, then closed the door for her, got on the elevator, and blocked her mouth with a kiss...

This series of movements is smooth and skillful, and crisp.

Before Su Nan could react, he had already reached his door.

She scratched her hair and looked at him with foggy eyes

"Shang Qian, are you back?"

Shang Qian glanced at her deeply, and hummed.

Sure enough, I drank too much.

Su Nan threw herself into his arms again, muttering.

Shang Qian frowned, but couldn't hear clearly, her voice was too low.

He lifted her face, squinted

"What did you just say?"

Su Nan smiled, as bright as the sun, and wrapped his arms around his waist.

"I said your waist is really thin, thinner than Cheng Yi's, thinner than Yu Fei's..."

for a moment.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze for a moment.

Shang Qian looked at her with deep eyes

"Yeah?"

Su Nan nodded firmly.

"That's right!"

She smiled and praised him, "This waist is good, I like thin waists!"

Shang Qian's face was dark, and there seemed to be a huge wave brewing in his eyes, and the storm was about to sweep everything.

He tightened her waist even more into his arms, his face was so tight and ugly, even the usual gentleness disappeared without a trace.

Su Nan felt uncomfortable, his hand was too hard, and wanted to stay away from him, but Shang Qian didn't move at all.

As long as she moved, he doubled his strength.

After entering the door, Shang Qian pushed her behind the door, staring at her darkly

"Do you like my waist?"

Su Nan looked at him in confusion, nodded subconsciously, and reached out to hug his waist.

She liked his waist very much, and Shang Qian's body proportions were perfect, not that kind of greasy muscular man.