This man is becoming more and more unreasonable and more unreasonable. Novel rankings
He pinched her chin, "Don't look at me with this kind of eyes. I'll tell you, as long as I'm here for one day, you and Wei Wenbo will not be happy."
Tian Mafan had to close his eyes and not look at his angry face.
Suddenly, her body rose into the air. She opened her eyes and saw Zhang Lang walking out with her in her arms.
"Zhang Lang, what are you doing?"[
"Discharge so that Wei Wenbo will not find you tomorrow morning."
"Your injury requires hospitalization."
"Don't worry, I can't die. Wouldn't I let you and Wei Wenbo be free and easy?"
"Zhang Lang, how can you treat your body like this?"
Zhang Lang sneered, "You little cat crying and mouse are fake mercy."
Tian Mafan was speechless. Why did this man become more and more childish? In order to prevent her from meeting Wei Wenbo, he even ignored his health.
Back at the hotel, Zhang Lang threw her on the bed, reached out to take off her clothes.
She looked at him with contempt. This man was becoming more and more beastly. He was still hurt and did not forget to torture her.
However, her hands and feet were tied up and she had to make meat on the chopping board for chopping.
However, Zhang Lang twisted her into the bathroom.
"What are you doing?"
"I don't want his breath to be there on you."
Does this man have a cleanliness obsession?
But it was too embarrassing to ask him to help her take a shower. "Let go of me and I'll wash myself."
"Are you afraid I will drown you?"
"It's hard to say, you tyrant."
"I have never served women before, and you still dislike them."
"Then let me go and let me serve you."
"Don't worry, I'll let you serve me well in a while."[
Zhang Lang helped her wet her body and wiped the shower gel on her.
Her graceful body exudes a luster under the lights of the bathroom, and her rich foam is shining brightly on her body, adding an infinite sense of xing.
Zhang Lang looked at his psychedelic body, his palm touched her smooth skin, and his body suddenly reacted, feeling a heat flowing all over his body, making him feel uncomfortable.
She was so uncomfortable that she was blushed that she scolded: "Close your eyes."
Looking at her red and pink face, his eyes darkened, and a strange light surged in his eyes, full of desire, and the action of his palms helping her to wipe her body was suddenly filled with desire.
She looked at the emotions in his eyes getting stronger and stronger, and realized that he was on fire.
At this time, his eyes were blurred, his breathing was rapid, his long eyelashes were as light as a cicada wing, and the light in his eyes was half hazy and half longing.
Sure enough, Zhang Lang stroked her face, pulled her closer to her body, and slowly approached her.
She hurriedly avoided him because he had injuries on his body and had just been stitched. Now such a thing will definitely affect his injuries.
He pulled her face back and said in a low voice: "Don't hide."
"No, you're injured."
"I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"
His lips fell quickly, and she hurriedly avoided it, and a kiss fell behind her neck.
He simply kissed her along his neck lightly, and the kiss fell on his neck gently, gradually approaching her lips.
She twisted her body anxiously and tried to dodge his lips.
But the more she struggled, the more intense his kiss became.
Looking at the gauze tied to his head, blood oozing faintly, she became more and more worried.
He just brought her back and was already affected by his injuries. Now if he does such intense exercise, the wound will worsen if he doesn't get rid of it.