Chapter 688

Zhan Muqian's face was like a prelude to the storm, a dark cloud.

Mianmian is so confused by his appearance that he doesn't know how to speak.

He wanted to take her to the emergency room, but there were wounded people in it.

Jiang Mianmian can walk and walk. It should not be a fatal injury.

He turned around and grabbed her and flashed into a ward, kicking the door shut.

Mianmian was put in the hospital bed by him. She was frightened before, but now she is affected by Zhan Muqian's grumpy appearance

All of a sudden, I was flustered and incoherent. "What are you doing? Don't scare me, uncle Zhan. I'm wrong. I shouldn't rush into the area. I thought the actual drill you said was just a scam to me, but it was true..."

The man's face was so black that he wanted to kill.

Without saying anything, he peeled off the cotton and dyed the jeans coat with large bloodstains

Mian Mian then returned to his mind and waved his hand in a hurry. "No, it's not my blood, it's the wounded's blood. You misunderstood it!!!"

After all, it's a hospital. She's afraid that Zhan Muqian will do anything drastic, almost with a roar of excuses.

War chief smell speech, stolid face, the action that hand takes off her dress stopped half a second.

Soon, she was cold again, and pressed her tightly with big hands. Soon, she was almost naked

Mian Mian is going to cry.

She was undressed, leaving only her pink bra.

He put his hands on his chest miserably. "Zhan Muqian, you're nervous. I said I'm ok. Do you want to exaggerate..."

Her voice did not fall, the soft black leather skirt was turned to his waist.

Zhan Muqian's eyes scanned every inch of her skin, repeatedly confirming that she had not lied and was really unhurt.

The big stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.

When Mian Mian feels that he is going to escape a disaster

Zhan Muqian suddenly bent his knees against her legs.

When Mianmian was hit by him, his knee fell to the hospital bed -

he reached out to lift her waist from under her waist and abdomen, and easily put her in the shape of kneeling and puckering.

Mian Mian's premonition was not good. He shrieked to stop him. "Zhan Muqian, you are not allowed to hit me!"

After death, the king Yan's face was expressionless. With a snap, he slapped his hand on the bottom of her pale pink pants --

cotton was angry and scolded, "you beat me again, I'm not your daughter. How do you always treat me as a child and teach me a lesson? I didn't mean to. Although it's my fault that I broke into the actual exercise, I still helped you save the wound Member, I can also bandage and stop bleeding. Your wife is so awesome. You don't even praise me and beat me... "

He was so angry with her chatter that his head would explode.

He knows too much about Jiang Mianmian's careful thinking. At the critical moment, he talks so much just to disturb his thoughts and save her from the pain of flesh and skin.

Today, however, he is trying to clean her up. His face is getting darker and darker. He can't help peeling off her pink underwear

Hands up and down, hit her again and again.

Cotton wool wails all the time.

"Light soul, stop!"

"Pa!"

"Zhan Muqian, I want to accuse you of beating women openly or in the hospital..."

"Pa!"

"I'm warning you. If you hit me again, you will die..."

"Pa Pa Pa Pa!"

"Woo, honey, it hurts..."