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The Marshal's 33-Day Contract Lover (12)

　　In all fairness, Ness and Sidler's looks are impeccable and impeccable among all, but no one would imagine the two of them together.

　　Because of that scene... just thinking about it makes my nose bleed.

　　Sidler approached where he was moving, Qi Wenshu stepped back a point, he advanced a point, accompanied by pheromone induction.

　　Having been temporarily marked before, Qi Wenshu had absolutely no resistance to Sidler's pheromones, but this would only make the situation worse.

　　Qi Wenshu secretly had a headache, stretched out his hand to reveal the silver bracelet that was firmly on his wrist, and motioned to Sidler to see - his mental power is completely useless now, and I hope his blood won't come to him so quickly, and he will regain his senses.

　　However, Sidler didn't play cards according to the usual routine, and his eyes did fall on Qi Wenshu's bracelet - but the next second, he raised his hand, as if to remove the bracelet for him, but his movements turned around. Bent, raised his hand, bowed his head and kissed the place where his long white and slender wrist bones jutted out.

　　This action is filled with tender and devout emotions.

　　Qi Wenshu's eyes widened in surprise, and he bent his elbows to get his hands back.

　　But Sidler smiled, turned his wrist with unquestionable force, and kissed the palm of his hand with equal force.

　　It also means cherishing.

　　But when Sidler raised his eyes, the mood in his eyes had changed, and the desire in his eyes was so naked in Qi Wenshu's eyes: it was the most primitive possessive and plundering heart towards him.

　　Qi Wenshu subconsciously felt that he could no longer let things go out of control like this.

　　He endured the reaction of his body, forcibly retracted his hand, and said to him coldly, "Unfasten the ring."

　　Sidler hummed and rubbed Qi Wenshu's face with his fingertips: "I can't compare to you in mental strength. Isn't that a fact? I'm willing to give up."

　　Qi Wenshu thought to himself how the script had changed, but it was impossible not to act, impossible in this life, so he had to bite the bullet and continue to use the stubborn expression of the revolutionary martyr before he left: "Aren't you a soldier? Giving up without fighting—whose face are you trying to lose?"

　　"Fighting." Sidler's focus was always so different, he finally threw the prey he had been eyeing for a long time under him, leaving him defenseless, and then he said in a grandiose voice: "You let me top, maybe I'll surrender."

　　Qi Wenshu was so angry that he wanted to bite him, but now he was completely suppressed by Sidler's long legs and long hands in all the places where he could move, so he could only look at him with cold eyes, not shaking at all.

　　"Don't look at me like that." Sidler pulled out a black cloth and put it tightly over his eyes like magic.

　　Qi Wenshu was completely unaware that he would treat him in such a way. He didn't know what to do for a while, so he could only hold his breath and think for a while. He was about to speak, but suddenly Sidler kissed his lips: "Um..."

　　It was black in front of him, he couldn't see anything, his lips were intertwined, Qi Wenshu couldn't speak, and he couldn't judge what Sidler was doing now, he...

　　Qi Wenshu: [So hi. ]

　　Sixty-six: [More hilarious at the back. ]

　　Qi Wenshu: [? ? ]