The harder the little man beneath him struggled, the more it aroused his desire.
Look, the little baby is struggling vividly under his body, waiting to be raped by him!
This sense of conquest is the most irresistible thing for men. Who cares about his bullshit concentration?
Damn all those bitches! He decided to eat her today, and he wanted to swallow every inch of her skin!
only……
When his eyes touched the wound, his heart suddenly hurt, and the desire like a volcanic eruption gradually calmed down a little.
There was a big bruise on the palm, with some blood spots on it.
She is injured and needs to be treated quickly.
So he struggled to let her go, not daring to kiss her anymore, for fear that if he did, he would kill her regardless of her struggles!
That doesn't work, she's still injured...
After rummaging through the cabinets, he found the golden sore medicine in the medicine box. He was half-kneeling, not even daring to squat down.
An unruly organ in the lower body is screaming like crazy, is swollen, hot and painful, and it will be very uncomfortable to squat down.
Stop making trouble, wait until you eat meat later!
He comforted his hopeless "old 2", returned to the little baby, aimed the medicine at her wound and sprayed it twice.
"Ah! It hurts!" The instant killing feeling made me curl up suddenly. It hurt so much! I couldn't help but tremble.
"Be patient." He commanded forcefully, but with a gentleness that could not be concealed. "I also used this medicine when I was pierced by a knife. It's very good. Just bear with it."
"You..." I kept exhaling. It was so painful that I almost forgot to be shy. I leaned in his arms and let him rub my wound with cotton wool.
His technique was very gentle, and his frowning look made people a little uncomfortable.
He...had been injured that badly by a knife?
I always thought that he was the kind of pampered and unlearned aristocratic kid.
By the way, he is the son of the black boss, and the real ability he showed when he rescued me that day is not something that those playboys can possess.
It seems that I underestimated him. This guy might actually be a talent.
"Little baby, if I get hurt again in the future, you have to apply medicine for me, okay?" He had already thrown away the cotton wool and smiled slyly.
I gritted my teeth angrily, OK, OK! I will give you medicine, mixed with salt and chili oil!
"Don't be like this, okay?" I twisted uncomfortably, "I don't want...I don't want to be like this..."
"You don't want to be seen by people other than those two people, do you?" Sour, sour, his arrogant Mo Chuchen has always been domineering and arrogant, but today he actually tasted jealousy.
"They are the people I love most. No one can do such a thing to me except them." I straightened up and looked at him.
Little did he know that my words stopped the two bodies that were about to rush in and stopped outside the door.
Even more angry...
"Am I not as good as them!? What if I insist on it?"
"You insist, I can't stop you, but before that, I want to tell you..." I lowered my eyelids, success or failure depends on this, "If you want me to hate you all my life, don't stop. Don't respect me.
You are not worthy of having a relationship with me. Of course...if you just like to treat me like this and are not sincere to me, then...of course I can't stop you, please continue."
I am betting, betting on a game that is almost impossible to win.
Unexpectedly, his hand stopped, and his burning desire was extinguished instantly. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave from head to toe, and suddenly became cold.