The woman's sobs gradually became fragmented. The man's rough breathing gradually drifted away.
Some people were convulsing, some were roaring, and the contrast between bronze and tender white was so beautiful. He only focused on enjoying himself, but he didn't notice the feeling of the person under him at all. Every deep thrust made him feel aroused.
The new feeling made him reluctant to leave. After going back and forth like this for several times, he got to know the taste and couldn't stop.
Still unsatisfied, he wanted to take her to the bathroom and make love again, only to realize that her face was pale. He patted her face, but there was no response.
Li Yan secretly screamed that something was not good.
What? Faint?
Turning his head to the side, Li Yan's eyes darkened when he saw the pool of blood under her body.
Damn it! Damn it! I really can’t stand the torment! He had to get up and quickly took out the mobile phone in his pocket...
Half an hour later, Li Yan's good friend Rong Ye came, bringing the best medical equipment and drugs. Although Rong Ye was not an obstetrician and gynecologist, he was studying medicine anyway, so he couldn't be allowed to hold a baby in his arms.
Women should go to the obstetrics and gynecology department for examination.
The unconscious beautiful woman on the bed looked like an angel with broken wings, her limbs curled up into a ball, and her originally white and tender skin was covered with purple bruises.
Rong Ye looked at Mi Ruo, then at Li Yan, with golden-rimmed eyes under his eyes, he said with a slight disdain: "You are really careless, torturing such a young student girl to become such a virtuous person."
"Have sex, and you won't die." Li Yan replied impatiently. When his eyes glanced at Mi Ruo's sleeping face, he couldn't help but frown, "How is she?"
Rong Ye raised his eyes and asked coldly, "What do you think?"
Li Yan smacked his lips, lazily sat down on the sofa aside, and waited quietly.
"The capillaries are slightly ruptured and she's in temporary shock. I'll prescribe her some ointment and rub it on her in a while." As he spoke, Rong Ye saw the swelling on Mi Ruo's left foot and couldn't help but frowned, "She's injured.
Oh, you still treat her like this? Ha, it seems that this woman is a bit special."
The words were meant to tease Li Yan. Rong Ye is Li Yan's good friend, so he knows his temper very well. When did he see him become so anxious towards a woman?
Li Yan didn't say anything, and Rong Ye didn't expose him. He just buried his head in helping Mi Ruo take care of his foot injury, and then raised his head and said, "Yan, you're not young anymore. You should learn from Gu Bo and find someone to help you."
Women live a good life."
"I'm different from him." Li Yan said coldly.
Rong Ye smiled and shook his head, leaving him with a meaningful look.
————Raowu "Satan President Chasing His Fugitive Wife" ————
In the hazy morning, Mi Ruo rolled over and slowly opened her eyes. She only felt that her body was sore, with hand pain, shoulder pain, waist pain, pain everywhere, especially the tearing pain in her lower body, which was accompanied by a refreshing and cold feeling.
her senses.
He suddenly woke up, his eyes widened instantly, and when he was about to get up, a man's arm suddenly tightened around his waist.
She raised her head and met his teasing gaze, "Are you awake?"
Mi Ruo didn't struggle. Not only did she not struggle, but she stared straight at him with a pair of big eyes as clear as glass.
He asked directly: "You said that as long as I become your woman, you will continue to pay my mother's medical expenses. Is that right?"
"I, Li Yan, never break my promise."
"Okay," she stretched out her hand, "give me the money."
On weekdays, what Li Yan looked down upon the most was this kind of woman. She wanted to build a memorial arch but became a bitch (harmony) at the same time. In the final analysis, it was all about money.
But now, looking at Mi Ruo's two lips that looked so beautiful after a night of harm (harmony), Li Yan ignited another fire in his body, and the ecstasy of last night was unknowingly recollected in his head.
He didn't speak, and gave an almost imperceptible sneer. Then he turned over with force, and in the next second he had her heavily pressed under him. Like a thirsty person encountering nectar, he decisively took her lips and began to explore...
The person in his arms slowly softened, as if she had been tamed by him. He was immersed in the kiss, but he found that the little woman under him was making little moves.
When I looked up, I saw an ashtray the size of a palm coming towards me!