Hearing this, he curled his lips, "Is this a military order?" He paused, "If it is a military order, I will change it! If so, I think it's good!" Of course it's good, only in this way can she gradually become numb and find her
Return to the heart that fell on him.
The eyes were darker and darker—
Song Tianlang knew she was blaming him, so he didn't say anything more. He was a man, and she is now a veritable little woman! Big men can't care about little women-
So now he wants to coax her and hurt her! Look at her fist as she swung her fiercely, I don’t know if her hand is injured? Is it swollen? Is it bleeding? Is it bruised?
Is it so painful that I can't fall asleep anymore?
With a sigh, he wrapped his hands around her waist and picked her up and sat on the couch. Then he held her hand in his hand and sent it to his eyes with the dim light.
Hu Yueyue struggled, frowned and said impatiently: "What are you doing?"
"Let me see your hands!" Song Tianlang's voice became colder and colder. Just the touch of his hand, there was no pinkness as before. His hands were rough, and there were some places.
Hard scab!
"What do you think? It's five fingers, it's good to have no more or no more!" Hu Yueyue turned her eyebrows.
"March, don't make a fuss!"
The low voice seemed to be helpless. Hu Yueyue raised her eyebrows and glanced at him sideways! Forget it, she had always known his domineeringness. Just look at it. It's no big deal. It's just a little broken and bruised.
Just a little bit!
There is nothing that cannot be seen by people. Thinking of this, Hu Yueyue simply stopped resisting. Besides, even if she had to resist, she had to resist!
When Song Tianlang saw Hu Yueyue's hand clearly, his heart tightened and thrust. Then there was no place where he remembered his hand. Not to mention the traces of blue, the place where the finger joints were covered with pus and blood, and the place where the black and blue was covered with pus and blood.
It is even more difficult to describe in words. He was so surprised that he could not help himself—
"March, what's going on?" Although he knew that she was almost self-abuse in the confinement room, he didn't expect it to be so serious? Just now, he saw her with his own eyes swinging her fists and hitting the wall with all his might. She didn't hurt.
Is that?
Song Tianlang's voice was low and he had anger that could not be suppressed.
Hu Yueyue's heart was a little confused, but the wall surrounding her heart did not collapse, but was shaking a little tremblingly.
After adjusting her posture, she slid from Song Tianlang's body to the ground and stood up. Her fingers moved slightly and felt a little painful, but within her tolerance range, her lips gently opened, "For training, you will inevitably get hurt, this is not possible.
Avoid it. It's within my tolerance range, so it's okay, at most it's just a little scar!" Hu Yueyue said calmly and didn't even frown.
"At most, I have some scars? Who is going to ruin my things like this?" He admitted that he felt so distressed that he couldn't help himself. He wanted to be angry but knew that she could not be the target of his anger!
Once again, with a domineering attitude and an attitude of not being able to resist, he directly brought Hu Yueyue into his arms again. He leaned down and pressed his hot lips against Hu Yueyue's pink lips, with a hint of anger that cooled her down.
The pale lips were held tightly and then they tangled together, and the two arms, which were like steel bars, locked her tightly and couldn't even struggle.