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Chapter 917 I just lost control

Because she was holding the knife, she could clearly hear the sound of the knife penetrating into flesh and blood.

The sudden pain in his heart made Lu Hanting's face turn pale. He raised his thin lips and leaned down to kiss the tears on her face, "Wanwan, I underestimated you. You are actually willing to stab me. But what should I do? I feel like I am dying."

No, you are not dead yet, how can I be willing to die in front of you?"

“…”

abnormal!

This madman is so perverted!

Xia Xiwan let go of the knife, retracted her little hand, and then fell back on the soft bed.

Her densely combed long eyelashes drooped down wetly, and she closed her eyes and cried bitterly.

Lu Hanting pulled out the knife from his chest and threw it on the carpet. She didn't stab it deeply, but gurgling blood seeped out of his white shirt.

He stood up straight, unbuttoned all his shirt buttons, exposed his muscular chest, and pressed his shirt against the wound to stop the bleeding. At this moment, a drop of bright red blood from his body fell on Xia Xiwan's little face, and a miracle happened.

, I saw that all the fine lines on Xia Xiwan's face had disappeared, and her delicate skin that could easily be broken by blowing was restored.

Lu Hanting paused for a moment. He felt that Li Yanran's blood was still effective. He had just fed the pills in, and now she was fine.

The bright red blood fell on the woman's delicate skin, making it extremely seductive.

Lu Hanting leaned down and kissed her, "Wanwan, you can't escape. You are mine and no one can take it away, including yourself."



Xia Xiwan didn't know how much time passed, but she couldn't hold on and was knocked unconscious by the man.

I opened my eyes drowsily, my whole body felt weak, and there was pain everywhere. My whole body seemed to have been run over by a wheel and was about to fall apart.

At this time, a soft towel came up and wiped her cheek. She looked up and saw that Lu Hanting was bending his tall and straight body, holding a towel in his hand and wiping her face very gently.

He was naked from the waist up, and the expensive metal belt around his waist had been pulled off and thrown on the carpet. Because he was bent over, the thin bangs on his forehead hung down to cover his narrow eyes. His waistline was tight and narrow, and he had a strong body.

The lazy and wild posture covered in the dim light can make people lick the screen.

Xia Xiwan's eyes fell on his chest again. On the left chest, where his heart was, there was a bloodstain.

He didn't treat his wounds at all.

Xia Xiwan looked away cruelly, but she was so cold-hearted that she never asked about his wounds. If he didn't cherish his body, what did it have to do with her?

She only regretted that she had been too gentle just now, otherwise how could he have the opportunity and strength to torment her like this.

"It hurts...it hurts..."

Xia Xiwan hugged herself and curled up into a ball.

Lu Hanting threw the towel in his hand into the basin nearby, quickly stepped forward and held her little face with his rough palms, and asked nervously, "Where does it hurt? Be good, tell me."

It hurts everywhere.

There is no place that does not hurt.

The pain made her eyes red, and she buried her face in the pillow without speaking.

Lu Hanting stretched out his long tongue and licked his dry thin lips. His voice was already mute, but it resounded with sexy seduction every minute in such a night, "Good boy, don't cry. I'll help you clean it first. I just fucked you up."

You’re injured, I’ll ask a female doctor to help you deal with it later…”

She said that Lu Hanting kissed her eyes gently, "I'm sorry, I lost control just now. You were a little torn. You may need a few stitches."

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