Chapter 874

Actually, Zhan Muqian can't figure out how he can't do this.

I can't bear to say that. In fact, it's no big deal to slap her ass.

She is not a child and cannot stand the pain of flesh and skin.

In the past, no matter men or women, those who dared to swing their fists and fight with him were shot dead.

But now he seems to be in a trance

I don't want to get used to her, but I can't restrain my hands.

He lost his belt to the ground when his palm was hot.

The little thing lying on the desk was clearly in a weak position, but she smiled with pride and full of sarcasm. "Oh, I really don't want to beat me. Does Mr. President feel guilty too, which made Jiang Xun's brain bleed into a vegetable, and then mistreated his daughter I'm afraid that the eighteen generations of Yuan's ancestors will become evil spirits and pester you

Zhan Muqian was so provoked by her that he couldn't hold his temper.

Although he lost his weapon, he pressed her waist harder and suddenly leaned over to pick up the belt Tie her hands.

Cotton cotton presentiment is not good, there is a little uneasy speculation in my heart.

But I can't help comforting myself, he dare not, he should not

Besides, he also said that he would never do that again

……

He strapped two small hands of cotton.

The next moment, she felt her standing legs squeezed away by him -

she couldn't help screaming.

He really, really forced her.

……

Mian Mian's face was red, and she was so hurt that she could not cry out. She bit her lips and tightened herself like a frightened shrimp.

Zhan Muqian's face was expressionless, which made him feel relieved secretly.

He wanted to punish her Give her a long memory.

And really reluctant to smoke her flesh and skin.

Anyway, she has always been so hypocritical, for her hypocritical two girls, it is also punishment and torture to make her severely.

……

Mian Mian didn't say a word.

This was a little unexpected to him.

He thought that she would cry, or at least scold him.

I didn't think Mian Mian couldn't bear to make any shameful noise. He bit his lips from the beginning to the end. There was no sound at all.

Zhan Muqian didn't dare to do too much. After all, she was delicate. Recently, Gong Qiao was seriously ill.

He was repelled at the thought of the constant suffering of her high fever.

But the punishment must continue. She said nothing, and he said nothing.

Drive silently -

Mian Mian doesn't know how long he has been tossed, but his body is stiff when he is pressed on the table, and his legs are almost soft to kneel on the ground.

Zhan Muqian holds her waist and lifts her up. He sits in a chair and holds her on his own.

This way, though it seems a little easier, she can rest comfortably in his arms.

But she seems to be more difficult to bear, her lips were bited by her pale, no blood.

Zhan Muqian faintly noticed her tension and reached for her messy curls.

Her little face was exposed and her eyes were red, but there was no tears in them.

He was so flustered and moved a lot less.

In the tone, there was a reluctant compromise, and asked her hoarse, "relax, I hurt you?"

Mian Mian doesn't open his face. His eyes are full of disgust. He doesn't want to see him at all.

Zhan Muqian naturally remembers what he promised her

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