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213. Meow! Domestic Violence 【8】

Tomb of the Dragon: Meow! Domestic Violence【8】

In the small space, Rong Feng smiled, and Di Lin looked expressionless. Both of them looked at how Su Ming was going to do this scene. [26nbsp;]

Su Mian rolled up his body and imagined that he was an ostrich, and then buried and buried him under the quilt. But the two of them had no intention of letting her go. A cold look followed by another hot look, creating a cross visual effect.

The knife-like escort came towards her, making a hole in her almost visible even if she was covered with a quilt.

God, compared to the pain of fever and injury, this was the torture that made her miserable. She firmly believed that she would have to pay for her life if she continued to lie here without moving.

Rong Feng didn't know what was going on, and was worried that the atmosphere was not weird enough. He kept showing gentleness, wiping her sweat and twirling her quilt, and finally she was held tightly in his arms, not allowing her to struggle.

If you vomit blood, "Excuse me? Why do you look so painful?"

It's all because of you that I'm in such pain. Su Mian bit her whitened lips, her resentment doubled, but she still couldn't talk about it.

Frustrated.

Sure enough, seeing this, Di Lin raised the corners of his mouth and smiled for the first time, but that smile made his eyebrows fierce, his eyes proud, and the corners of his mouth even more cruel.

The expression was only fleeting for a moment, but it already made Su Mingshu stunned. Even if she was thinking with her toes, she knew that this scene would make Di Lin feel that she was unforgivable, a betrayal, a willful person, and she didn't know her mistakes.

Change, the crime will be increased...

Thinking like this, my whole body felt paralyzed and my head hurt, as if there was a pot of paste inside and someone was stirring it around with a big stick.

Rong Feng didn't seem to notice, and picked up the medicinal soup that had been cooked and dried on the side. He held it in his hand and said to Su Mian with a smile, "Here, open your mouth and drink the medicine." He scooped up a handful.

He gently blew the medicinal soup on the spoon to his mouth again, making sure it was not hot before putting it in front of Su Ming's mouth, as if coaxing a child.

Rong Feng's behavior was so abnormal that Su Mianshu's heart twitched. She was struck by Rong Feng Lei who was extra gentle today. There was no need for this. Did she have a fever? She was treated like a seriously ill patient with disabled hands and feet.

While she was stunned, Rong Feng forcefully put the spoon in her mouth. The bitter taste of the medicine stimulated her taste buds. Su Mian's goosebumps index skyrocketed, and he pushed the spoon that was going to contain the medicine aside.

push.

Seeing that Su Mian was not happy, Rong Feng showed a smile like a normal person and said to Di Lin, who was always beside him, "Make Fu Dasheng smile, our family Mian will act like a stubborn little cow whenever he gets sick.

, why don’t you take the medicine obediently? I have to feed you.”

Su Mianshui shuddered and opened her mouth. She no longer had the courage to see Di Lin's reaction. In order to prevent Rong Feng from saying anything shocking again, she lowered her head and swallowed the medicine hard.

There was a crunching sound when the spoon and the stomach were pulled out. When he raised his eyes again, he found that Rong Feng was smiling. The smile looked extremely treacherous, and it was definitely a smile that would appear only after the conspiracy succeeded.

Then she realized that Di Lin beside her had left at some point.

Even Su Mianming knew that Rong Feng did it on purpose, "You, what are you doing-"

Rong Feng held the medicinal soup, his black eyes flashing, "Now, take another sip."

Su Mian was stunned and became addicted.

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