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043 I am your savior!

Ren Qingcheng's palms began to rub large areas of her bumpy body. His eyes began to overflow with emotion, his breathing gradually became faster, and the temperature in his palms gradually became hot.

The girl under his palm is really a stunning beauty, so perfect that it is unbelievable!

But in his heart, he still felt that something was missing

Because she was fed the medicine, the girl under his palm could not move at all. Only a pair of black and smart eyes burst out with angry flames, wishing to turn her into ashes immediately.

Even the hottest beauty in the world would be boring if she didn't respond at all to his caress, wouldn't it?

With an expectant look on his face, he raised his lips and smiled softly, then turned back and took out a delicate glass cup on the bedside table.

He put the glass cup to his lips, took a sip, and then leaned forward to put his lips on hers!

He is kissing her forcefully!

asshole!

Scum!

Scum!



Han Beier's eyes widened and she began to curse him in her heart with all the most vicious words imaginable!

However, even though she greeted all eight generations of his ancestors in her heart, she couldn't resist. He used his dexterous tongue to pry open her teeth, pressed her tongue, and poured a mouthful of weird-tasting concoction into her.

throat

One bite, two bites, three bites...

When the fourth mouthful of concoction burned into her stomach, her fingers began to move, followed by her palms, limbs, and torso...

She was like a frozen person who was warmed by the fire-like concoction and began to revive bit by bit.

When she felt that her whole body had almost recovered, she suddenly sat up from the bed and punched Ren Qingcheng hard in the eye!

It's a pity that Ren Qingcheng caught it very easily

"Baby! This is not good! I am your savior, how can you repay kindness with hatred like this?" Ren Qingcheng's blue eyes were full of interest, staring at her and smiling.

"Fuck you!" Han Beier's other fist greeted Ren Qingcheng's other eye, but it was again effortlessly held in his hand.

"Baby!" He called softly, grabbed her arms with his backhand, and threw her down under him.


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