As soon as Lian Cheng's hot lips touched Wen Liang's forehead skin, Wen Liang screamed violently in response and tried her best to scratch. Unfortunately, Lian Cheng pressed her arms so hard that she couldn't move. Wen Liang looked vaguely at the front of her eyes.
With that face, he wanted to open his mouth and bite off someone's ear. He opened his mouth wide, moved forward, and bit Lian Cheng's earlobe.
I'll bite you to death!
Bite your ears off!
Big devil!
Pervert!
Wen Liang tried her best to move her upper and lower teeth together. It was really sad. Her strength was already very little, which caused Lian Cheng to take a deep breath and said hoarsely, "Little thing, is the medicine taking effect? Isn't it?
Have you missed me so much? Have you started kissing me? Haha..."
Wen Liang almost died of anger.
She didn't kiss him, she wanted to bite him to death!
What about your strength? You've eaten a lot, and you were clearly as energetic as a weightlifting champion just now. Why do your teeth seem to be soft now? Can't you even use the strength to bite his ear?
Damn it!
Lian Cheng smiled mischievously, and used his fingertips to gently caress his warm cheek, feeling that somewhere high-spirited, everything was ready.
"I said you are my medicine. Only you can awaken my desire. Look, touch it and see if it has responded to you?"
He took her weak and delicate little hand and slid it down along his strong chest muscles, across his smooth belly, and then down... The white bath towel was dispensable and almost slipped off... He smiled evilly
She was breathing heavily, guiding her little hand to touch below his navel.
"No...no...I don't want..."
Wen Liang was embarrassed and angry, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Lian Cheng was no match for him. The more he raised his breath to resist, the more he found that his breathing was not smooth and his head was filled with heat.
Tears welled up in his eyes. When he forced her hand to touch his powerful and mysterious place, his place throbbed and jumped again, becoming more and more swollen and high-spirited, like a burning iron, describing it as a red-hot iron.
"Oh...cute little thing..." Lian Cheng gritted his teeth and moaned hoarsely.
"I promise to make you extremely comfortable, and I promise to make you soar into the sky... I will give you the best... the best..." Lian Cheng kissed her jade arm, kissing upwards along her pink arm,
He kissed her all the way to her shoulder, and then couldn't help but bite her lightly. She let out a moan involuntarily because of the warmth, pain, and stimulation. Lian Cheng's kiss had already invaded her little mouth.
Her lips were very hot. They were fleshy, smooth and textured. Once they matched the elastic sweetness, Lian Cheng found that he was out of control. He fell in love with the fragrant taste of her lips.
He even indulged in the entanglement with her spiritual snake.
Wen Liang was so scared. She couldn't imagine what it would be like to do what Uncle Yu Hao wanted to do with Lian Cheng. She only knew that she didn't want to do that. She felt ashamed and humiliated!
The electric heater in the cabin kept steaming, adding to the confusion for the two people inside.
Lian Cheng surged with his strong body, rubbed against her body, kissed her lips domineeringly, the towel on his waist and abdomen slid down little by little, and slid under the bed, revealing his perfect, tight and gracefully curved buttocks.
The slender body presents a state of tense tension, full of power, desire, and plunder.
The Indian fragrance in her body was already spreading its teeth in Wen Liang's body. She felt that her breathing was not smooth, and her mind was filled with big clouds. Her body was very light, floating higher and higher, and she could even forget who she was. Yes,
She forgot who she was, she just wanted to float higher and find a clear spring to extinguish the heat in her body.
"Yeah..." Wen Liang had no idea that such a touching moan came from her nasal cavity. Her little hands were shaking and she couldn't help but hug the man on her body.
Lian Cheng's lower abdomen was tight, and it hurt when he lifted his breath. He couldn't hesitate any longer, couldn't linger outside anymore, he had to enter, he had to enter her body immediately!
Leaving Wen Liang's lips, Lian Cheng's eyes were on fire and he began to undress Wen Liang.
Wen Liang was finally able to breathe, squinting her hazy eyes and looking at the man on her body vaguely.
Her head was buzzing, her whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and her legs were trembling.
That face...
That angular and thin face... those evil slender eyes, those thin lips with murderous intent and viciousness, that unruly nose bridge...
Not Shenghao! Not her Hao! No!
Wen Liang's little hand touched her pocket, grabbed the dagger, and used all her strength to stab Lian Cheng in the lower back!
"ah!"
Lian Cheng groaned, frowned, and a layer of sweat immediately appeared on his forehead.
Damn! My lower back hurts!
injured……
Where did she get the weapon? How could she still have the willpower to hurt herself?
The younger brother who was waiting outside heard this and suddenly opened the hatch and asked, "What's wrong? Boss? Are you okay?"
"Get out! Get out!"
Lian Cheng shouted his men out.
Wen Liang shivered, closed his eyes, and shed big beads of sweat.
Lian Cheng stood up while gasping for air. He looked in the mirror and saw that a small rusty dagger was inserted into his left waist. A stream of blood was already flowing down the dagger.
"shit!"
Lian Cheng took a breath, looked in the mirror, held the dagger, and pulled it out hard, "Uh-huh!" He closed his eyes and groaned, Lian Cheng held on, glanced at the dagger covered in blood, and sneered,
"Clang!" It was thrown to the ground with a sound.
Turning to look at the tortured Wen Liang on the bed, Lian Cheng smiled instead of angry, "Little one, let me see if you still have any sharp teeth and claws. I'm waiting for you to beg me!"
Enduring the pain, Lian Cheng lit a cigarette, held it in his mouth, rummaged through the medicine box, and applied medicine to the wound on his lower back in front of the mirror, but he still couldn't help but glance at the woman on the bed.
Sigh, why can't he be angry with her? If it were true, the woman who dared to resist him would either be dragged away to feed the wolves, or thrown to the brothers below to take turns to die... But this little thing... he was not even angry at all.
He couldn't give birth. Even though the wound was painful and the blood was still flowing, he still looked at her with deep affection.
"Ah, it feels uncomfortable... it's hot, it's so hot..." The fragrance surged wildly in Wen Liang's body, occupying all her willpower. She had forgotten everything. She only knew that she needed to be rescued now and needed cool spring water.
first aid.
Wen Liang pulled at her chest and pulled off two buttons. Her eyes were burning with anger. She lay on the bed and murmured in pain, "Save me...save me...I'm hot...I feel uncomfortable..."
Lian Cheng suddenly dropped the cigarette, walked to the bed in a few steps, gently stroked the woman's back with his big hands, and said hoarsely, "I'll save you... I'll..."
The man's sharp weapon still screams majesty, and the wound behind him is still oozing blood...