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170. Chapter 170 This is how hard the bite is

Xiahou Huan'er's head suddenly roared, and the irritability he had suppressed just now was provoked by him again.

I wanted to push him away, but my hands involuntarily hooked on his neck.

Dongfang Xing k

There is nothing we can do if we abandon our armor.

He kissed, touched, rubbed, pinched...

Suddenly he hugged her and fell on the bed, put his hands around her waist, and breathed a heavy breath into her ear.

Xiahou Huan'er waited for his next step, but after waiting for a while, there was no movement at all.

The pretty face turned dark, and she raised her head to stare at him. As a result, his eyes were tightly closed, and his handsome face was as cold as before, without any fluctuations.

Xiahou Huan'er suddenly became angry and pinched his waist hard with her palms. You bastard, you teased her so much that he was so horny that he didn't care about her.

Hiss, this damn girl is really pinching her hard.

Master Xing grabbed her palm and wrapped it in his big palm.

After her hands were restrained, she still had a biting mouth. She opened her small mouth and bit down hard on his chest, just enough to bite a bean sprout.

The force seemed to be to bite it off.

Hiss, Mr.

She just wanted to bite him to death, who made him suffer.

Dongfang Xing stretched out his hand to scratch her armpits. The ticklish little girl suddenly let out a puff and finally let go. He saw a deep tooth mark next to the bean sprouts and her wet saliva. She was so cruel.

little thing.

"Huh." Xiahou Huan'er snorted coldly, raised her sleeve and wiped the saliva that overflowed from her lips, pushed her away, jumped out of bed, and went to take a shower.

He looked down at the teeth marks on his chest, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked. This was a bite that was so hard that a woman who was not satisfied with her desires could not afford to offend him.

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The next day, before dawn, Su Qi followed the signal sent by Dongfang Xing and found him.

Xiahou Huan'er was troubled most of the night and fell asleep very late. Dongfang Xing did not wake her up.

Cangying worked hard all night and was still wrapped in the quilt, but the Persian cat had already gotten up early and was making breakfast in the kitchen.

She was wearing Souei's shirt, which was just long enough to reach her thighs. Of course, there was a vacuum inside. When she walked, her chest was swaying, and her rose-red top was faintly visible. Her graceful curves were clearly revealed under the shirt. This looming fatal

Very few people can resist the temptation.

Dongfang Xing gave Su Qi some instructions outside and walked into the hall. The Persian cat happened to come out with a plate of breakfast. When he saw him, he showed a charming smile on his face and put the plate on the table. There were two stars on his shirt.

The buttons were not buttoned, and when she bent down or leaned over, her breasts were completely exposed.

"Master Xing, please have breakfast."

Dongfang Xing didn't seem to see her or hear what she said. He walked past her, picked up the morning newspaper on the table, and sat at the window to read while waiting for Xiahou Huan'er to wake up.

The Persian cat frowned in confusion. Isn't he hungry?

So, she poured a glass of water in front of him and smiled softly: "Master Xing, drink water."

However, Mr. Xing's eyes were fixed on the newspaper without even moving his eyelids, completely treating her as transparent.

"Master Xing, please drink water." The Persian cat barked again without giving up.

After a while, he still remained motionless, seemingly absorbed in reading the newspaper.

Children who read books without leaving messages are not kind~


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