Chapter 1017
The palm of a man's hand is hot.
Mian Mian did not know whether she was embarrassed or sad and happy. Her eyes were misty, and she held his hand tightly, as if she was afraid of being kicked away by him.
Fortunately, Zhan Muqian's face gradually calmed down, and he didn't look so cold.
He finally put his arms around her soft waist, big hands on her hips, holding her straight to the bedside.
The cotton skirt was taken off by herself, leaving only the inner Yi.
At this time, he was in bed, can not help but nervous.
Even though they had just been intimate a dozen hours ago.
But last night, her mood was still blaming him for his anger. Besides, she was too drugged to support herself.
At this point, after several hours of struggle, and finally close to despair.
Mian Mian can't get angry with him or hate him. He is full of fear and fear
She was afraid that she might offend him again.
After all, Zhan Muqian is always very angry. Sometimes she will provoke him accidentally.
In the past, he was reprimanded at most, but now I don't know whether the result of his anger will be destroyed at any time.
She was really afraid that she would bring more terrible disaster to her father.
……
Her bright glass eyes stared at him for a moment, trembling, not even moving.
Zhan Muqian touched her face and chuckled, "what you want to do when you break into the presidential palace in the middle of the night Just want me to ask you? Why, didn't you have enough last night? "
Mian Mian thought of last night's madness, and her cheeks burned instantly.
But she can't say anything, and she can't scold him for being a down flow.
He smiled, reaching out to remove the small piece of cloth under her body, which was as thin as a cicada's wing.
She skillfully separated her legs, her eyes drooping -
Mianmian was too shy to hide himself, but he didn't even close the ceiling on the side of the big bed.
It's bright. It's full of lights.
He bent her legs to the left and right, then stood up and pushed away.
Mianmian can't think of what he is going to do, just guess that he might go to change clothes or get some tools
She was afraid, but thought it might be her last chance.
It's also Jiang Xun's last chance
She can't flinch at all.
Shuzhan Muqian wants to torture her and mistreat her. She dare not refuse any more.
He soon came back, cotton padded with small hands to cover his eyes, but also can not block the bright light.
He felt that he was holding one of his ankles. Mianmian couldn't help sobbing and pleading:
"can you turn off the light..."
He stops. "Why?"
Mian Mian covers her face and just cries out, "because of shame..."
……
He seemed to hear something funny.
"I've sold them all, and there's nothing to be ashamed of. I'm your old acquaintance somehow. I'd better sell them to others."
Mian Mian's cheeks are hotter. Subconsciously, he seems to care about last night's events. That's why he mentioned this again to satirize her.
He would not satisfy such a small request as turning off the light, and she was in despair.
How many times did he sleep
It's not like I haven't slept.
But he
But he used the ointment that she knew to wipe the medicine for her, and then he got up to wash his hands.
As I walked to the bathroom, I sniffed, "what's the medicine when I turn off the light? I'm afraid it's in the wrong place."
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Mian Mian did not know whether she was embarrassed or sad and happy. Her eyes were misty, and she held his hand tightly, as if she was afraid of being kicked away by him.
Fortunately, Zhan Muqian's face gradually calmed down, and he didn't look so cold.
He finally put his arms around her soft waist, big hands on her hips, holding her straight to the bedside.
The cotton skirt was taken off by herself, leaving only the inner Yi.
At this time, he was in bed, can not help but nervous.
Even though they had just been intimate a dozen hours ago.
But last night, her mood was still blaming him for his anger. Besides, she was too drugged to support herself.
At this point, after several hours of struggle, and finally close to despair.
Mian Mian can't get angry with him or hate him. He is full of fear and fear
She was afraid that she might offend him again.
After all, Zhan Muqian is always very angry. Sometimes she will provoke him accidentally.
In the past, he was reprimanded at most, but now I don't know whether the result of his anger will be destroyed at any time.
She was really afraid that she would bring more terrible disaster to her father.
……
Her bright glass eyes stared at him for a moment, trembling, not even moving.
Zhan Muqian touched her face and chuckled, "what you want to do when you break into the presidential palace in the middle of the night Just want me to ask you? Why, didn't you have enough last night? "
Mian Mian thought of last night's madness, and her cheeks burned instantly.
But she can't say anything, and she can't scold him for being a down flow.
He smiled, reaching out to remove the small piece of cloth under her body, which was as thin as a cicada's wing.
She skillfully separated her legs, her eyes drooping -
Mianmian was too shy to hide himself, but he didn't even close the ceiling on the side of the big bed.
It's bright. It's full of lights.
He bent her legs to the left and right, then stood up and pushed away.
Mianmian can't think of what he is going to do, just guess that he might go to change clothes or get some tools
She was afraid, but thought it might be her last chance.
It's also Jiang Xun's last chance
She can't flinch at all.
Shuzhan Muqian wants to torture her and mistreat her. She dare not refuse any more.
He soon came back, cotton padded with small hands to cover his eyes, but also can not block the bright light.
He felt that he was holding one of his ankles. Mianmian couldn't help sobbing and pleading:
"can you turn off the light..."
He stops. "Why?"
Mian Mian covers her face and just cries out, "because of shame..."
……
He seemed to hear something funny.
"I've sold them all, and there's nothing to be ashamed of. I'm your old acquaintance somehow. I'd better sell them to others."
Mian Mian's cheeks are hotter. Subconsciously, he seems to care about last night's events. That's why he mentioned this again to satirize her.
He would not satisfy such a small request as turning off the light, and she was in despair.
How many times did he sleep
It's not like I haven't slept.
But he
But he used the ointment that she knew to wipe the medicine for her, and then he got up to wash his hands.
As I walked to the bathroom, I sniffed, "what's the medicine when I turn off the light? I'm afraid it's in the wrong place."
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