Spontaneous Combustion

Chapter 37 The Hunter's Ambition

"Yes, raise your legs a little higher."

"Best man No. [-], your legs are too thick, you're blocking the one in front, please put them away."

"Groom, relax your facial muscles and smile again, the corners of your mouth are stiff."

The photographer commanded loudly, and the shutter sound "clicked" kept pressing, from two o'clock to nearly five o'clock, and finally completed the shooting of the wedding behind-the-scenes scene.

The assistant stepped forward to collect the bouquet and various props, and distributed the ice water prepared in advance: "Everyone has worked hard, let's take a rest, don't suffer from heat stroke."

Ruan Wei pushed back her thick long hair, wiped off the hot sweat on the side of her neck with a tissue, and finally understood Tong Jing's unbearable experience of taking wedding photos.

Putting on a stiff smile for the camera for a long time, no matter how much they love each other, anyone who takes the picture will collapse.

In order to avoid the midsummer sun, Ruan Wei hid under the shadow of a tree beside the lawn, and was attracted by the cold air from a small building not far away. He walked around a flower wall built by several green plants. His eyes lit up and he found A unique scene.

There is a lush tree shade above the head, and a small fountain is built in the middle of several flower beds. The clear and translucent water column seems to be cooling down and falls into the pool covered with golden sand.

Looking around, Ruan Wei, like a child, couldn’t help but put his feet in high-heeled sandals into the fountain, and the cold water rushed over the soles of his feet, and slid across the skin of his calves, Ruan Wei couldn’t help but let out a feeling of comfort. sigh.

"Cough..." There was a rustling sound behind him.

Ruan Wei was like a bad student who was caught by the teacher for doing bad things. He quickly put his feet back and walked around the fountain pretending to be calm. A piece of wet skirt stuck to his calf, and he couldn't shake it off no matter how hard he tried.

After the sound disappeared completely, Ruan Wei raised his foot to run away, and bumped into a hard embrace.

"Hey!" Ruan Wei screamed, but was distracted by the vibration from the opponent's chest.

Ruan Wei looked up, seeing the familiar golf shirt, the slightly rolling Adam's apple, and the delicate line of the jaw, and then Ruan Wei was dumbfounded.

Shen Tingmo was smiling, the kind of smile that really let go, like the grand scene of the melting of thousands of miles of glaciers.

"Why do you..." Shen Tingmo slightly strengthened his arms around Ruan Wei, and arrested the bad boy who was suspected of running away.

Hastily hastily!

The scene of the society's death was nothing more than that, Ruan Wei's entire Tianling Gai was numb.

In desperation, he tried his best to keep his voice thin, and said, "Sir, you have misunderstood the person."

The smile on Shen Tingmo's face didn't hold back at all, his fingertips landed on the skin behind Ruan Wei's waist, and tapped lightly: "Then... who are you?"

Ruan Wei pushed Shen Tingmo's chest vigorously, but the other party did not move at all, but seemed to be admiring the wonderful expression on his face with great interest.

"I'm your uncle!" The little wild cat caught by its tail tore off the last layer of camouflage, revealing its sharp fangs.

"Shen Tingmo, let me go! Otherwise, I'll never end with you!"

Shen Tingmo, like a hunter who knows the nature of his prey, was not dissuaded by such harsh intimidation. He stroked Ruan Wei's back, and finally put away his smile:

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, I know this is the effect of the program arranged by the wedding company, there is nothing to be shy about."

This time, touching the key parts along the hair, it really made Ruan Wei relax a little.

"Who is shy," Ruan Wei whispered, "It's not like you haven't worn it."

Not only did she wear it, she was also seen by Shen Tingmo, and this time, it was Ruan Wei's only experience in women's clothing in her life.

"Well, they're all beautiful," Shen Tingmo uttered a rare enlightenment, and his eyes fell on Ruan Wei's slightly raised lips due to anger.

The makeup artist applied a little grapefruit-colored crystal lip gloss on Ruan Wei's slightly protruding lips, embellished on the naturally sensual lips, the right amount of plumpness is enough to make people want to pick and taste.

"Who is beautiful? A man should say he is handsome," Ruan Wei's waist was still being held in the crook of Shen Tingmo's arms, because she was wearing high heels, her vision was a little higher than usual, and she was almost at the same level as Shen Tingmo's.

"It's handsome and beautiful," Shen Tingmo stared intently, put away his usual rigidity and coldness, and tried to slow down his voice, but his arms were a little harder.

"You...you let me go first," Ruan Wei felt that something was wrong with Shen Tingmo in front of him, but it was rare for him to hear the other party's pleasing compliments, and the degree of struggle was no longer so obvious.

Shen Tingmo's fingertips explored his back, from the smooth back down, his palms slid across his sunken ridges, as if stroking a cat.

The rough fingertips landed on the ribbon above the buttocks, feeling the thin, gauze-like fabric carefully, and there was a flash of anger in his eyes.

In Ruan Wei's surprised eyes, he rubbed slowly again and again, and then went up in the opposite direction, across the shaved shoulder blades, and finally landed on the neck. The darkness in Shen Tingmo's eyes gradually deepened. That little piece of soft flesh on the cervical spine.

"This dress..." Shen Tingmo exhaled, and said in a deep voice, "It's not suitable."

Ruan Wei was pinched by his neck, like an airy kitten whose vital parts were suddenly controlled, and instantly wilted, showing a confused and helpless expression: "Huh?"

"Did many people see it?" Shen Tingmo pinched Ruan Wei's waist, lingered with his lips against the side of his neck, and smelled the fresh fragrance of his body.

No matter how nervous Ruan Wei was, he realized at this time that Shen Tingmo was concerned that his skirt was too revealing.

"Cross-playing is for fun, who cares about it, what's so interesting about dry old men," Ruan Wei tried to get away with it.

"It's always seen by so many people," Shen Tingmo sighed lightly, making it hard to figure out the meaning.

He lowered his head and buried his face into Ruan Wei's fair shoulder, his warm lips pressed against his slightly cool skin, his hot breath fell, and finally he showed his teeth unbearably, the force of biting made Ruan Wei feel a dull pain:

"Who told you that there is nothing to see, can you guess what others think?"

Ruan Wei finally felt Shen Tingmo's anger clearly with the unprecedented sentence pattern and tone, and couldn't help but feel a little terrified.

The essence of vinegar has broken out again.

It turned out that the real Shen Tingmo was like this.

Is this the possessiveness of men?

Thinking from heart to heart, if Shen Tingmo was wearing revealing clothes to show off in the market, those good-looking muscles and sexy and stretched bone outlines would make other people feast their eyes for nothing.

If it were Ruan Wei, he would be very upset.

Ruan Wei's heart softened for a second, and she explained with a blushing face, "I still have to hold on to the bridal chamber at night, so don't ruin it for me."

"No," said a firm tone.

Ruan Wei felt a sweet burden, put her arms around Shen Tingmo's waist, and shook gently: "I can't be the only best man, right? What about the other three brothers?"

"...No," Shen Tingmo's attitude was indisputable. In the next second, his warm fingers penetrated into Ruan Wei's slightly messy wig, moving his fingertips against the edge of the hairline, groping carefully.

Before Ruan Wei could react, Shen Tingmo accurately found the positions of several hairpins.

The dragging force affected the scalp, and Shen Tingmo took off the hairpin and wig together.

"Go and change back to the men's clothes immediately," Shen Tingmo issued an ultimatum.

This scene seems to have been similar, making Ruan Wei stunned for a moment.

Suddenly footsteps came from not far away, Ruan Wei subconsciously hid in Shen Tingmo's arms, his current appearance really did what the stylist said, with a short haired cos transvestite, it was extremely embarrassing.

Shen Tingmo was not in a hurry, with the back of his wide hand covering Ruan Wei's waist, covering the charming scenery, he quickly dodged and led him to hide on the other side of the flower wall.

Ruan Wei didn't dare to open his tightly closed eyes until the sound of footsteps faded away, his crow-feather eyelashes fluttered, just in time to meet Shen Tingmo's deep eyes.

The lake in his eyes is no longer quiet, it seems to be brewing undercurrents.

Ruan Wei clearly saw her current appearance through those dark eyes.

The coordination of the wig was lost, the light makeup on the face looked nondescript, and the collarbone to the shoulders were exposed. Because of the friction during the struggle, the lipstick was rubbed off, and the color spilled out of the corners of the mouth.

It's just... so ugly.

Begging for a pair of eyes that haven't seen this scene.

"What's wrong with you!"

"Can't wait for me to change clothes before talking about it, really, this looks ugly!"

Ruan Wei beat Shen Tingmo's chest, lowered his head and closed his eyes dejectedly, unwilling to see his miserable ugly appearance again, but Shen Tingmo refused to let him pretend to be an ostrich.

There was a warm touch between the eyebrows, all the way down the bridge of the nose, and Shen Tingmo gently pecked and comforted him.

"It's not ugly, it's always been beautiful, just show it to me."

"You are my prettiest baby, and also my god of beauty in the world."

Shen Tingmo seemed to be talking about love.

Shen Tingmo can talk about love!

Shen Tingmo can actually say such lingering love words!

Ruan Wei was completely overwhelmed, it was hard to describe his mood at the moment.

Annoyed, shy, and sweet bubbles kept coming out.

Like a bottle of Sprite that has been opened for a while, the bubbles are soft and not exciting enough, but it can gently penetrate into the heart and spleen.

Ruan Wei turned against the guest, bit Shen Tingmo's lower lip and sucked it, her carefully groomed eyebrows and eyes had a different style: "What does it mean to be beautiful all the time?"

"The last time you wore a skirt, you were also very beautiful," Shen Tingmo breathed hot, like a fish thirsty for water, sticking to Ruan Wei's lips and refused to part.

"Are you talking about that performance?" Ruan Wei's eyes widened in disbelief: "You obviously..."

Ruan Wei's lips were beautiful, and his outline was very attractive when he spoke, but Shen Tingmo didn't want to give him another chance to chatter, so he put his palm on the back of Ruan Wei's head, and kissed him deeply.

If memories are weighty, the definitions of certain plots are different from different perspectives.

The many details that Ruan Wei still remembers may look different in Shen Tingmo's eyes.

In the same way, those episodes that Shen Tingmo will never forget, to Ruan Wei, may be just a fleeting moment.

Ruan Wei only remembered that performance and that dress, but did not remember the loss of control and desire in Shen Tingmo's eyes at that time.

Once upon a time, the hunter's greed and ambition have long been exposed.

Pretty Ruan Wei should be hidden.

Don't want anyone to see it.

No matter which time, Shen Tingmo thinks so.

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