One step back, that smile like a flower face, full of mischievous color, eyebrows with a few flirtatious color, throwing hands and feet, elegant and noble, look at the people can not move their eyes.
......
"Gotcha!" Wilson wrapped her waist around Rosemary from behind, a triumphant smile on his face.
Rosemary naturally hooked Wilson's neck, raised her head slightly, and gave her a peck on the cheek.
Watching Rosemary take the initiative to kiss him, Wilson took her in his arms and buried his head in the crook of her neck, rubbing it over and over.
Being rubbed by Wilson like this, a warm, strange sensation tickled the nape of his neck.
"Well, I can hardly stand it?" Rosemary was laughing so hard she couldn't breathe.
"Unless ......" Wilson whispered in her ear.
"Unless what?" Rosemary asked, looking at Wilson, thievishly.
"Unless you give me a kiss, I'll keep letting you run!"
Wilson said, with his head buried in her hair, and inhaled gently, "It smells so good!"
Turning to look at Wilson, Rosemary rested her hand against his chest.
"There are so many people watching here, don't you mess around!"
"Don't worry! I won't mess around, I'll be serious and come good!"
"What do you ...... you want!"
Listening to Wilson's words, Rosemary subconsciously covered her chest.
The corners of his lips lifted upward as Wilson asked rhetorically, "What do you think I want!"
"You don't ...... well ......"
Looking at Wilsonwith wide eyes, Rosemary's hands tightened before he could tap on his shoulders.
Beast!
Kiss her again!
And in front of so many people, what a shame!
Rosemary thought, simply closing her eyes and enjoying the dominant kiss.
It was only after a long time that Wilson let go of Rosemary and gently slid his fingertips over her slightly swollen red lips, asking with a smirk, "How about that, kissing here feels, not bad, right?"
"So many people, why do you still move to kiss me!"
"You are my wife, if I don't kiss you, should I also kiss myself!"
Wilson looked at her with a smile that reached the bottom of his eyes.
Gritting her teeth and looking at Wilson, Rosemary mentally cursed him for being an animal!
"Do you want to keep running again, and if you let me catch up, you let me .... ?" Wilson, who got the benefit of the doubt, looked at Rosemary and asked with an agreeable face.
Is this really the Wilson he knows?
"Treacherous businessman, treacherous businessman!"
After saying two traitors in a row, Rosemary is not going to believe Wilson?
"So tired, you carry me!"
"Yes!"
Wilson crouched down, and Rosemary immediately hooked her neck and lay on his back.
As soon as he got up, one of Rosemary's hands slapped Wilson's shoulder and shouted, "Heave ......"
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