Luo Qingxue was so angry that she was so angry that she was so arrogant that she simply stood up: "You, you pay me for my clothes!"
He tore her clothes to pieces, how could she get out?
Could it be that she hides here and never goes out for the rest of her life?
Compensation for your clothes? Pay me my feelings!
Leng Yunting was furious and glared at her fiercely, feeling even more aggrieved.
How could he be moved and merciful to such a cold-hearted woman?
He was dissatisfied, he was dissatisfied with a hundred!
The two of them stared at each other in anger. The scene that was gentle and lingering just now turned into tension in an instant.
And the reason is actually because-
Almost at the same time, I found myself in love with the other person, but thought that the other person had never been moved by him.
"Okay! I will accompany you! I will never accompany you!" Leng Yunting put his clothes on the ground and pressed her on the sofa. Luo Qingxue was about to resist, but he turned her body around and turned her little one.
He put his butt on his legs.
Then, he raised his hand hard and slapped her plump little butt!
"Bang!"
With a heavy sound, Luo Qingxue was a little confused.
Leng Yunting actually spanked her, thigh?
"How do you ask me to accompany you? I will accompany you!" Leng Yunting raised his eyebrows in anger, clamping her twisted waist with one hand, and on her smooth and plump little butt with the other hand, he continued to fall on her thighs!
Just like when I was a child, Leng Haotian liked to take off his pants and hit him the butt the most.
"Ba!-Ba!-Ba!-Ba!-Ba!-Ba!-"
It was another three palms, and it didn't hurt to hit it. It was just like this and was forced to lie down. It was placed below his waist on his legs. He was spanked like this. Luo Qingxue's whole face turned red.
Since childhood, even my mother has not treated her like this.
Is this man so shameless?
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Leng Yunting was even more happy when he saw that he fell down. One palm after another, her white jade-like snow skin was dyed with a layer of pink.
Although it doesn't work too much, it's still very embarrassing!
"Are you wrong? Are you wrong? Do you admit it? Do you dare to contradict me in the future?" Leng Yunting's eyes were red, touching her snow-skin's palm, dyed the softness of the balm, and gradually he
, the fight became lighter and lighter. The fight became gentler and gentler, not like hitting someone, but like comforting.
"I, I'm not wrong!" A few strands of hair were placed between her lips. Luo Qingxue was trembling all over by his palm, but she had that personality. If that's right,
She won't admit anyone who wants to force her to admit her mistake.
"What did you say?" Leng Yunting was slapping her in the palm and stopped suddenly.
Luo Qingxue struggled out of his big palm, flipped her body, crawled and sat up, and shouted indignantly: "I'm right, it's just right! You are wrong!"
Although they are still quarreling - but they are no longer arguing like before, but like they are flirting with each other.
Leng Yunting was hit by her words and rushed, holding her palm over her slender waist and pulling her to her side.
Then, he sent his masculinity into her softness.
He raised his eyes and hugged her on his lap. The two of them looked face to face, exhaling a breath of heat, and said proudly: "Are you wrong?"
A trace of gentle emotion flashed between Luo Qingxue's eyebrows, and his voice softened: "I'm right."
Although she refused to admit her mistake, she took the initiative to come over and put on his thin red lips.