Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

"Qingzhi, I want to... drink water." Wen Jian looked at her blushing, but she didn't mean to avoid it at all. Instead, she stared straight at her slightly blushing face, and even felt that, It's only natural to look at Qingzhi.

Qingzhi also didn't want to look at each other like this with him, she felt embarrassed, so she answered vaguely and got up to pour water for him.

Qingzhi calmed down a little, and then brought the tea over. When Fu Wenjian sat up from the bed, Qingzhi felt that the breath around her was very hot, and Wen Jian's breath was sprayed on the slightly lowered body. Qing Zhi panicked and wanted to sit up subconsciously, but Wen Jian held her hand, and Qing Zhi stared at him blankly: "You...don't you want to drink water?"

As soon as the words were finished, Wen Jian's lips came up and kissed her gently.

Probably because of the unprecedented panic, because in Qingzhi's impression, Wen Jian has always belonged to the kind of very gentle and polite person. No matter what he wants to do to her, he will ask for her permission first, and he will never force her to do anything. What about her, but this time, Wen Jian, who is still sick at this moment, made her feel a kind of heartbeat that she had never experienced before. Such a possessive kiss made her overwhelmed, and a little deer bumped confused.

It was a feeling Qingzhi had never had before.

She clearly felt Wen Jian's warm and thin lips wrapped around her, the fiery breath pouring in, and his hot and powerful entanglement with the tip of her tongue.

Qingzhi never thought that Wen Jian would have such a side.

When she was almost breathless by his kiss, Wen Jian finally let her go gently, but her eyes were still fiery, direct, naked, showing undisguised love, so frankly expressed in In front of Qingzhi.

It was as if he had to show his whole heart to Qingzhi before he would give up.

Qingzhi, however, was reflected in Wen Jian's eyes with such fiery love, retreating steadily, blushing and at a loss, never knew that Wen Jian would be like this.

"Qingzhi, when this blizzard is over, let's go back to the city together, shall we?" Wen Jian's warm hands were still gently wrapping around her slender waist, as if she didn't intend to let Qingzhi go.

Qingzhi was a little dizzy, she didn't agree, she didn't agree, she struggled a few times, but finally pushed Wen Jian away, it was the first time in her life that she was so nervous that she couldn't even speak fluently, "Furthermore, talk later."

After Qingzhi finished speaking, she ran out without waiting for Wen Jian to say anything else.

The wind and snow outside were still sweeping, and it was impossible to see the road at all. There was a vast expanse of whiteness ahead, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Qingzhi subconsciously put on the cloak hat, with a dazed expression, not knowing where she was going, and walked against the wind and snow for a long while, but still felt that her little face was hot, not at all. There is no way to calm down.

His mind was full of Wen Jian kissing her so passionately.

That kind of kiss is different from the kiss Wen Jian kissed her when she said she wanted to marry her.

It seemed to be the first time she had seen Wen Jian with such arrogance and a strong youthful drive. For a long time, Wen Jian had always been a very mature and stable person in everyone's mind, including her own. But she clearly felt his impulse.

Such a fiery impulse seemed to burn her heart,