"I see you less often now, and I like to hear you scold me." Xiang Yutian's hands roamed her body, already ready to attack.
"..."
When Jiang Weiyi heard this, he was stunned.
It turns out that this is how he feels now...
See you once and less once...
That's what he thought.
Jiang Weiwei suddenly felt something bad in his heart. He slowly raised Xiang Yutian's face with his hand, raised his head and kissed it on his own initiative.
Xiang Yutian hugged her and chewed her wildly.
Jiang Weiyi lay on top of him and took the initiative to take off his clothes, but his hand was suddenly grabbed by Xiang Yutian.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Weiwei looked at him puzzled.
"Get out." Xiang Yutian's eyes were full of desire, but he didn't mean what he said, "Miaomiao, get out now! Be obedient!"
Xiang Yutian said as he buttoned her buttons and put her clothes on.
Jiang Weiwei watched his pupils grow and shrink, and understood that he was having a seizure, so he shook his head firmly, "I'm not going out."
"go out--"
Xiang Yutian's breathing began to become unsteady, and he grabbed the bedrail with his fingers and sat up.
"I don't want it!"
"Do you insist on remembering the ugliest side of me?" Xiang Yutian clenched his teeth tightly and turned to stare at her, his pupils dilated and sweat dripping from his hairline, "I want you to get out right away!"
"Not going out."
Jiang Weiwei became so stubborn that even ten cows could not hold him back. She quickly sat up from the bed, reached out to wipe the sweat from his face, and comforted him, "If you are in pain, scream out, don't hold it back."
She had seen someone being beaten, banging his head against the corner of the table, causing it to bleed;
She has also seen people who couldn't bear it and bit off two of their fingers...
She couldn't let him bear it alone here.
"I don't feel any pain! Leave me alone!"
Xiang Yutian gritted his teeth and said, stretched out his hand to push Jiang Weiwei out, and said fiercely, "Let's go!"
He didn't want her to see his most embarrassing side.
Jiang Wei almost fell down.
She stood firm, still stubbornly refusing to leave.
"Well--"
Xiang Yutian let out a low cry of pain. He fell off the bed and rolled to the ground. He pulled the shirt on his body with one hand, and his face was as white as a piece of paper.
Cold sweat kept breaking out.
Xiang Yutian is a man who can endure even broken bones.
Even he couldn't bear the pain. Jiang Weiwei couldn't imagine what level it was.
"It's okay." Jiang Weiwei rushed over and sat next to him, reaching out to wipe the sweat from his face, "The effect of Moka will disappear and it will pass."
"Uh-ah-go! Let's go!"
Xiang Yutian roared, with a coquettish face and facial features that were almost twisted, and his fingertips drew bloody marks on his chest...
"Don't hurt yourself."
Jiang Weiwei grabbed his hand and stopped him from committing suicide.
The effectiveness of Makka is getting stronger and stronger...
Xiang Yutian shook off her hand, his pupils began to shrink, and his tall figure rolled on the ground in pain, in a miserable state.
"Xiang Yutian, Xiang Yutian..."
Jiang Weiwei's heart was severely grasped by something.
She crawled next to him and looked at him helplessly. He roared hoarsely, like the low whimpering of a wild animal.
Xiang Yutian went to scratch his chest again.
"don't want--"
This time Jiang Weiwei quickly reached out his hand and blocked it.
His fingers scratched several marks on her white arms...
"..."
Jiang Weiyi gritted his teeth and endured it.
It was as if she had been stabbed several times at the same time, and the skin had been cut off fiercely. "I see you less and less now, and I like to hear you scold me." Xiang Yutian's hands roamed around her body, already ready to attack.
.
"..."
When Jiang Weiyi heard this, he was stunned.
It turns out that this is how he feels now...
See you once and less once...
That's what he thought.
Jiang Weiwei suddenly felt something bad in his heart. He slowly raised Xiang Yutian's face with his hand, raised his head and kissed it on his own initiative.
Xiang Yutian hugged her and chewed her wildly.
Jiang Weiyi lay on top of him and took the initiative to take off his clothes, but his hand was suddenly grabbed by Xiang Yutian.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Weiwei looked at him puzzled.
"Get out." Xiang Yutian's eyes were full of desire, but he didn't mean what he said, "Miaomiao, get out now! Be obedient!"
Xiang Yutian said as he buttoned her buttons and put her clothes on.
Jiang Weiwei watched his pupils grow and shrink, and understood that he was having a seizure, so he shook his head firmly, "I'm not going out."
"go out--"
Xiang Yutian's breathing began to become unsteady, and he grabbed the bedrail with his fingers and sat up.
"I don't want it!"
"Do you insist on remembering the ugliest side of me?" Xiang Yutian clenched his teeth tightly and turned to stare at her, his pupils dilated and sweat dripping from his hairline, "I want you to get out right away!"
"Not going out."
Jiang Weiwei became so stubborn that even ten cows could not hold him back. She quickly sat up from the bed, reached out to wipe the sweat from his face, and comforted him, "If you are in pain, scream out, don't hold it back."
She had seen someone being beaten, banging his head against the corner of the table, causing it to bleed;
She has also seen people who couldn't bear it and bit off two of their fingers...
She couldn't let him bear it alone here.
"I don't feel any pain! Leave me alone!"
Xiang Yutian gritted his teeth and said, stretched out his hand to push Jiang Weiwei out, and said fiercely, "Let's go!"
He didn't want her to see his most embarrassing side.
Jiang Wei almost fell down.
She stood firm, still stubbornly refusing to leave.
"Well--"
Xiang Yutian let out a low cry of pain. He fell off the bed and rolled to the ground. He pulled the shirt on his body with one hand, and his face was as white as a piece of paper.
Cold sweat kept breaking out.
Xiang Yutian is a man who can endure even broken bones.
Even he couldn't bear the pain. Jiang Weiwei couldn't imagine what level it was.
"It's okay." Jiang Weiwei rushed over and sat next to him, reaching out to wipe the sweat from his face, "The effect of Moka will disappear and it will pass."
"Uh-ah-go! Let's go!"
Xiang Yutian roared, with a coquettish face and facial features that were almost twisted, and his fingertips drew bloody marks on his chest...
"Don't hurt yourself."
Jiang Weiwei grabbed his hand and stopped him from committing suicide.
The effectiveness of Makka is getting stronger and stronger...
Xiang Yutian shook off her hand, his pupils began to shrink, and his tall figure rolled on the ground in pain, in a miserable state.
"Xiang Yutian, Xiang Yutian..."
Jiang Weiwei's heart was severely grasped by something.
She crawled next to him and looked at him helplessly. He roared hoarsely, like the low whimpering of a wild animal.
Xiang Yutian went to scratch his chest again.
"don't want--"
This time Jiang Weiwei quickly reached out his hand and blocked it.
His fingers scratched several marks on her white arms...
"..."
Jiang Weiyi gritted his teeth and endured it.
It was as if he had been slashed several times at the same time, and the skin had been cut off fiercely.