Chapter 92: It hurts so lightly 【1】
He turned around and climbed up the stairs with difficulty, thinking bitterly in his heart that this bastard usually didn't leave home, but this time he didn't even leave until almost noon. He must have deliberately treated him badly, and bastards are bastards.
Before she could move further, her waist tightened, her feet flew into the air, and she was hugged horizontally. She was so frightened that she didn't care who it was, and immediately clung to his neck. After seeing the face clearly, she began to struggle violently.
"Asshole, let go..."
"Don't move if you don't want to fall."
Lanshan bit her lip and stared at Mingye accusingly. Although she hated him, but... this guy could do what he said, but she didn't dare to fall again. Her legs really hurt.[
Ten minutes later, intermittent moans came from Mrs. Ming's room, which made people blush and their thoughts wander.
"It hurts, please be gentle..."
"Get out... get out... Oooh... it hurts so much! Bastard..."
"Be gentle, you can't be gentle..."
"Ah...it really hurts there!"
"Aww... Mingye, you bad guy."
"Shut up, don't talk."
Ming Ye's face looked extremely bad at this time. His face, which was already cloudy and unpredictable, was now even more clouded. His muscles were stiff all over, and the veins on his neck were hideous. The coldness emanating from his body made Lanshan shiver.
He bit his lower lip with his teeth, and there were tears in his wet eyes. He wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry. Looking at Ming Ye's timid appearance accusingly made it hurt to the core of his heart.
Ming Ye lamented in his heart, he was really about to be defeated by this woman. He didn't know when the young master had ever done such a mean thing and even rubbed safflower oil on a woman.
Damn it, her voice just now was so soft and charming, it was like... the moan she made when she was being loved on the bed.
He couldn't help but want to press her under him. Cheng Huan was getting... more and more crazy. It was simply even more difficult to deal with than before she lost her memory.
The question that has been on my mind the most these past two days and nights is that I really want to shoot her to death, but you see her looking at you dumbly.
His wet eyes were so bright and he had a look of grievance on his face. He was filled with anger but couldn't express it at all, and even the strength he used to strike unconsciously became much lighter.
Chapter completed!