If she had a knife in her hand, she would want to stab Leng Yunting into the heart with one knife! Kill him, kill him, and get avenge, let her parents rest in peace, and repay her pain for so many years!
No, no, if he dies, she will have to go to jail. She still wants to see Xiaobao, and she also wants to make the three bitches in the Long family miserable life!
She can't die, she can't die yet! She hasn't completed the task and has not allowed Lin Yuchen to benefit. God knows how Lin Yuchen will treat Xiaobao?
She, she must still live, even if she is humiliated...
While she was hesitating, Leng Yunting pulled her up, and then, one elbow quickly hit a button. Then, the car was instantly flattened, and he pulled her to the mat.
When he pressed down, he pulled away her clothes. His white and tender body expanded more and more in front of him. Two clusters of flames seemed to be lit in his pupils, flickering and jumping.
"Ting... um..." Before he could finish his sentence, he had already blocked the corner of his lips. His flexible tongue tip quickly got used to her mouth.
At the same time, his rough, calloused palm gently slid across her body and climbed to the peak on her left. His thumb and index finger accurately grabbed her erect red fruit and slightly kneaded her fingertips.
Let's go.
"No!———..." Her body trembled suddenly because of his actions. Her slender neck leaned back slightly, and brought her proud snow-capped mountain to him.
Even the crystal-clear earlobes began to dye a layer of pink. Under her body, the originally dry path was like a drizzle, wet with his efforts.
, gurgling water gushed out.
Although her pupils had thick eyeshadows, at this moment, the dark pupils gradually drifted with a blurry mist, as if the sky was midnight.
If he said that, he was just wondering whether she was her. However, after this action, he absolutely believed that this person was Luo Qingxue and would never be wrong!
Her reaction at the moment of emotion was exactly the same as what he taught her in the past!
Qingxue, his Qingxue, is really back!
Thinking of this, he endured the impulse for five years, as if a beast that had just been released from the cage could no longer be locked up!
His chest seemed to explode! It was filled with joy and longing!
Clear snow! Clear snow! His clear snow!
This is not a dream! Every cell in his body, every inch of his palm, and the fullness of the sank into it, as if he was entering a peach blossom, reminded him that even if she changed this person
His appearance changed his form and personality, but his clear snow!
When he thought of this, he had endured the love trend for five years and could no longer suppress it. His movements were open and closed, and he wished he could merge with her at this moment!
Maybe it was because he had been hungry for too long before, but this time he had a lot of trouble. Luo Qingxue really couldn't figure it out. He seemed to be more troublesome than in the past. He left for a short time like an iron pestle pounding medicine.
But for the sake of longer-term deepening, she almost died of pain.
At the beginning, he wanted to give him a knife. After his endless request, she couldn't bear it and pushed him away.