247 The Truth about the Belated Bridal Chamber VII
There was a look of helplessness on the resolute and cold face, but also a bit of doting, and the soft and magnetic low voice was a bit seductive, "Take your hands away in March, okay?"
"No - okay, don't take it!" Hu Yueyue said in a slightly panicked tone, with a slight drop of sweat on her palms. No, no. She still has ugly fat on her lower abdomen -
"March, it's not like I haven't seen it before, so why should I cover it up?" The deep voice was full of pity, Junyi's face was dyed with a bit of innate nobility and elegance, and he opened his own fingertips with clear knuckles.
With a flash of body, Hu Yueyue's muscular and well-defined chest appeared on her body, glowing with a faint luster——
It was a clear day and the curtains had been tightened in the house, but the scorching sun still shone through the curtains and transformed into soft light in the house.
Song Tianlang's bronze skin color was even more eye-catching in the soft light. As the thin film was pulled open, hot breath rushed in, and under the soft light, Hu Yueyue actually saw two dark red streaks.
The scar suddenly appeared on his armpit, which looked a bit ferocious! Normally, it would not be visible when he was standing upright with his arm hanging by his side!
Otherwise, it was not like he had never exposed his upper body in front of her, Hu Yueyue should have discovered it by now.
Song Tianlang raised his hand and took away the catkins covering his eyes. He saw her looking straight at his armpits, her eyebrows twitching slightly, and a low voice sounded, "March, don't look!"
The body as hard as an iron wall pressed down, the warm breath sprayed in the ears, rough and long fingers with clear joints slid across Hu Yueyue's collarbone, and a kiss fell on her forehead, "Don't look where it is, it's ugly
!”
"It hurts!" Hu Yueyue reached out and touched the scar under his armpit, gradually waking up from the palpitating confusion. How deep must these two scars be to leave such a scar now?
Ferocious traces?
"Why does it hurt? The scars on a soldier's body are meritorious deeds, military medals, and honor! These two scars were left when I went out on anti-terrorism missions!" Song Tianlang spoke nonchalantly and in a very calm tone.
Hu Yueyue pursed her lips and stopped talking. She just looked at Song Tianlang, who had a deep and restrained face, with her black and white eyes, and purple-pink danced on her cold fingertips...
The sun was shining brightly outside, and it was extremely hot. The room was filled with a beautiful temperature. The temperature was rising little by little, and there was a scorching heat in the air.
Song Tianlang's wild kiss once again assaulted Hu Yueyue's body, tossing and turning! His narrow buttocks squeezed between Hu Yueyue's legs, and Song Xiaoer was released. He raised his head ferociously and wanted to swallow Hu Yueyue into his belly.
His sharp eyes stared at the fair and soft skin, which was green and white and tender with a hint of ruddy color. It was as flexible as jade, and it was incredibly beautiful.
A lump in the throat.
His body was getting hotter and hotter. He stretched out his arms and held her waist tightly. Song Xiaoer eagerly headed towards the depths of the jungle——
Suddenly, when an unfamiliar tearing pain came, Hu Yueyue opened her mouth in shock, her face turned pale, her fingers tightly grasped the sheets under her body, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead.
But Song Tianlang forced himself to control Song Xiaoer and started galloping. He stopped, his dark eyes filled with a hint of distress. Mixed with a hint of disbelief, his thin lips moved slightly, "In March, he has never touched him.
you!"
Hu Yueyue was also shocked. The tearing pain was even though Song Xiaoer's model was too big, but people who had experienced love would definitely not feel that kind of pain.