Chapter 14

Yang Mei hurried back home. Fortunately, Li Shu left her a door, and she slipped into the bedroom quietly. Li Shu had already lying on the bed. Yang Mei took her pajamas and went to the bathroom behind her. She walked through the dim living room and flashed into the rear patio. Yang Chengnan's questions came from the study room with lights. There was not much talk. Obviously Li Shu had explained it a long time ago.

He raised his eyebrows and washed the essence of the buttocks in the bathroom. The thing was so smooth that it accompanied her all the way home uncomfortable.

When she raised her eyebrows and returned to the bedroom, she saw Li Shu lying on the bed with a big smile on her face, waiting for her. She was motionless, with no smile in her eyes, no smile in the corners of her mouth, and no smile in her nose. However, she didn't know where there was a trembling smile, which spread at any time.

I feel that I am too artificial and can't stand it and want to laugh.

It is hard to hide his heart, and he raised his eyebrows and squeezed it onto Li Shu's bed with his eyebrows raised. Their legs touched their legs. The girls shared their secret desires, joy and shame, and they slept together in the same bed, and could generate super-optic trust based on their intuition.

Yang Mei told Li Shu everything she had experienced this night without any concealment, and Yu Cheng entered without success. She said that I had not even seen the man's thing clearly.

In return, Li Shu also told her the man she knew about in a roundabout way, and finally told her the news she had just learned from Yang Chengnan: Xuehui will go to the School of Radio, Film and Television these days.

Yang Mei asked immediately and sensitively: How did you know?

Dad said it.

Li Shu replied in a very plain manner. He didn't notice the face of the high-brow's eyebrows and was immediately displeased. He even kept saying: The School of Radio and Television has just opened a further study class. If you can't catch up, I don't know when you are waiting.

Why is my dad telling you everything?Yang Mei was very disgusted with her father's cry and said unhappily.

Why can't my dad tell me this?

Li Shu still didn't notice it.

As she said that, she hugged Yang Mei's shoulders, her breath gradually became heavy, and she fell asleep in a drowsy way. Yang Mei wanted to spread her tightly held arms, but she wrapped around her body tightly like a vine. She tried hard to push Li Shu away, but she still didn't wake up.

Yang Ming couldn't sleep. Her father's love for Li Shu was like a light source and kept emitting stimulating light into her brain. The colors kept flashing alternately. She felt that her status as Yang Chengnan's daughter was invisibly threatened.

When she thought of this, her good mood was ruined and turned into a bunch of thorny things that could not be touched. When she thought of it, she felt thorny.

Zhao Qing looked at the clock on the wall absent-mindedly. It was almost time to get off work at night. Xuesen must be waiting for her at the door. She counted the numbers on the clock in a hurry. The head nurse who was looking at the form suddenly raised her head and said to her: Has the needle in the Thirteenth bed been injected?

She suddenly realized it and almost forgot it. She rushed to pack up the tray and utensils and walked into the ward.

On the Thirteenth bed was a man in his thirties, with a vulgar face, and he always looked at the sensitive parts of her body with a vulgar look. As soon as Zhao Qing entered the ward, he shouted loudly: Thirteenth bed, get an injection.

The man woke up, and his eyes turned around for a few times before recognizing Zhao Qing in front of him. His eyes instantly shone, and he looked back and forth with a burning heat. Zhao Qing's face, as if he was peach blossoms, was full of disgust, as if a fly was always disturbing her tranquility.

But he still stared at her unyieldingly, with no expression on his face, but in fact he was in his heart with hot blood.

This woman in a snow-white nurse's uniform had a white hat tilted playfully on her head, and her waterfall-like black hair fell down like silk on both sides. The white flesh peaks in her open collar, and her legs were round and smooth thighs under her skirt. All of this made him look unconscious until Zhao Qing shouted: Take off her pants quickly.

He just came back to his senses and his underwear fell to his thighs.

Zhao Qing's medicinal branches smeared his buttocks randomly, shook his wrists, and skillfully inserted the needle. He pushed the medicine quickly outside the window. The speed was faster. She heard the patient's heavy breathing.

When she pulled out the needle, she went to touch his pulse. When she saw the patient's bottom, she immediately bulged suspiciously. Before she could respond, the man's thing in the patient's pants that the patient had not pulled up suddenly ejected a thick liquid. The liquid like thick phlegm suddenly shot onto Zhao Qing's clothes. She screamed suddenly and angrily smashed the syringe in the other hand at the object. His place suddenly turned like a burnt eggplant, wilting.

Zhao Qing staggered and fled.

The sign at the entrance of the hospital was in sight. Xuesen was born to be allergic to the sign of the hospital, and the smell of soda that lasted for a long time was even more frightening.

Since he met Zhao Qing, he has become more and more familiar with the smell, and is even a little inexplicably excited.

Zhao Qing left in a hurry when she came out of the hospital. She didn't even change the nurse's uniform, but just took off her hat. Xuesen started the motorcycle and greeted her. Xuesen complained: Why don't you change your clothes?

People are afraid that you will be anxious.

She put her hands on his shoulders and stepped onto the back seat. The street waves that had just experienced heavy rain reflected the street lights, like a series of platinum arrows shot out. The wheels of the motorcycle drove past and dragged the white splashes, spreading radially, dragging the shadow of the street lights.

Zhao Qing even stood up from the back shelf and shouted with a look of pride.

Turn left and right at once, and sprint incline.

The water stains splashed on the woman riding a bicycle. The woman screamed sharply, and they laughed loudly, feeling a kind of joy that was dragging on the mud.

They took a long walk before returning to Xuesen's home. Xuehui went to the countryside to perform. The silence and tranquility of the home made their young bodies rise with soft desires. On this summer rainy night, a joyful, ambiguous, and wild fall of youth, and a blood-filled breathing in the hot flames that are about to end.

The two strong men and women gathered together, and it was undoubtedly the fire that the fire of lust quickly ignited.

Zhao Qing's body is as slender as a girl. After the sexual experience, it has increased a little more plumpness, which makes her more sexy, charming and tempting. The rich soda smell on her body makes Xuesen manic.

As soon as Xuesen put the car down, Zhao Qing rushed over, snatching his thing in his crotch with one hand, and impatiently taking off his pants with the other hand. Soon, the two were already close together.

Her face added a lot of glory than before, and her eyes were much gentler than before, so she became clearer, more delicate and more provocative.

The face changed into a coquettish and resentful expression, like a burning urgent look. The white nurse's uniform floated gently and glitteringly around her crotch, like a small parasol that was opened. The faint feeling quickly stirred his lust. His nose fan made a humming sound, and the burning passion in his heart spread everywhere.

Xuesen almost dared to face her body directly, because the body inside her white coat made his sensitive thing swell uncontrollably.

Zhao Qing lowered her head and unbuttoned it. Xue Sen asked her not to take it off. He asked Zhao Qing to caress and rub her round and white butt with his back to her, and lifted up her skirt and bent down her head and stirred and licked her tongue in the place. He even inserted his fingers and dug it in and dug it randomly.

The unsuspecting itch made her moan and scream in a low voice, and she hurriedly stuffed a lock of hair into her mouth and bit it.

Xue Sen's hand was like a flick of wings, twitching her lower body, and goose bumps appeared under her translucent skin, tender thighs, plump buttocks, and smooth, flexible and elastic lower abdomen.

Although she suppressed herself and bit her hair tightly, she couldn't help but scream, like a little ewe being carried to the slaughtering case, screaming with grief.

Zhao Qing even bit his hair tightly, hugged him tighter, his face buried deep in his arms, and excited sweat and happy tears applied to Xue Sen's broad and thick chest.

Xuesen struggled to lift her tall body and picked her up horizontally, and sent her to the room. He put Zhao Qing, who was limp and fat as white as a white silkworm, on the bed, began to peel off her underwear, and her stockings were taken off to her knees.

A pair of white flesh legs were naked in front of him.

Zhao Qing wanted to break free from the white high heels on his feet, so he stopped him. He said that I like to wear high heels like this the most, so he raised his legs and stood by the bed.

She carefully stretched her body slowly under Xuesen's heavy mountain-like body, looking for the position and angle he was most satisfied with. When she finally felt Xuesen's little robber rushed into her body, she spit out her hair and couldn't help but moan in a daze. She felt the blood in her body become transparent.

The snow-sequin little bird crawled into the nest of joy, where the fragrance was warm and humid, and the bird crawled in and out again, coming and going, back and forth, the bed sounded like a game of beating a drum and passing flowers on the mat. The drum beats became more and more urgent and faster, and suddenly stopped, leaving only a heavy breath. A mule as heavy as a carriage had just unloaded the burden, but the other sound was crying, as if she was getting sick and sighing and moaning.

Zhao Qing swallowed the man's cock with all his heart. The feeling of filling and fullness quickly turned into a refreshing pleasure. Her whole body was crisp and soft, and her feet seemed to be trapped in the swamp, sinking slowly, as if she was in the blue sky and white clouds, and her whole body and mind were fully relaxed.

She moved her butt like a fascination to meet his collision. The waves of refreshing feelings spread rapidly to her body like a flame rising. She would immediately heat up and heat up with the flame until it melted incandescently.

Xuesen howled in a hoarse voice, grinning nervously. When he shivered and twitched all over his body, his lust was highly satisfied.

Xue Sen's limbs were limp, and the muscles on his face were closed with his eyes, Song Chi's open mouth was spitting with saliva. Zhao Qing knew that he had completely vented it. He stared at Zhao Qing tiredly, and the flames in his eyes were gradually extinguishing.

He knelt beside her and gave her a massage. Zhao Qing's hair messed up. While massaging, he reached out and sucked the messy hair that had slid into her eyes behind his ears.

Zhao Qing felt a lot of slippery and squirted from under her butt. Xuesen, who was still placing on her, could no longer be cleaned up. She was wet on the bed sheet, and she laughed and pointed to the large area like a map. She said: It depends on the bad things you did.

Not only mine, you also have a share of Ah.Zhao Qing wanted to change the sheet, but at this time she was so tired that she didn't even have the strength to get up and take a shower. She just wanted to lie down and lie on the bed as soon as possible.

The next day when Zhao Qing was at work, the head nurse told her in the locker room that something happened. The Thirteenth bed got to the dean's place. His manly thing made Zhao Qing beat him up. He had become a waste and could not get an erection no matter how he fiddled with it.

Zhao Qing said disapprovingly: He cums all over me, and he will become hard soon.

Hello, you know a lot about the yellow-flowered daughter.

The head nurse said: Anyway, the director has been looking for you in the morning, so go quickly.

Then he scolded the other nurses who were changing clothes: Look at yourself, isn’t it just intentional to dress so explicitly all day long?

It's hot, don't you wear it like this too.

A young nurse muttered in a low voice. She saw that she had taken off her underwear, and she only had bras and underwear, and she put on a white coat and laughed: I don’t have the genius of you, so I won’t provoke people.

Zhao Qing slowly tied the buttons, and she didn't take them seriously. Small accidents like this often happen to them.

A nurse once gave an injection to an old man in the countryside. After a while, he saw that the old man had not left yet, so he asked what was going on. The old man said his butt hurt, and she said that there was no pain in the injection.

A few days later, the old man asked his family to come and said that after the injection, the old man was restless and unable to sleep. As a result, he checked his whole body. It turned out that the nurse was still stuck in his butt when he pulled out the needle. The old man in the country did not understand and dared not say it. He wandered around at home with the needle stuck in his butt for so many days, and it suddenly became a joke and spread quickly.

When she arrived at the door of the director's office, Zhao Qing was a little hesitant and felt uneasy. She knocked in the door and went in. Seeing that the director was frightened, she asked her sternly what was going on. She stood there in a daze, and tears of grievance flowed down her face. She told the director truthfully.

There was a soft light behind the director's glasses, but he still said loudly: It's all his fault, you can't hit him Ah, and you actually hit that part.Now he is giving him some aphrodisiac medicine. If it doesn't work, he will be useless.

Is there any other way?Zhao Qing asked timidly.

The director shook his head violently: That's called Shuyang. I tried everything. His wife sucked it with her mouth, but she just couldn't come out.

She could only stand there blankly, like a fool hit by lightning. The director said again: This is a very bad medical accident, and the medical leader has also instructed you to be mentally prepared.

In a daze, Zhao Qing didn't know how she lived this day. When she was about to get off work in the afternoon, the head nurse looked for her. The two of them walked towards the lawn of the hospital. The head nurse seemed to be indescribable and hesitant: Zhao Qing, that's right, it's use of all the medicines, but it's useless.

As he said that, he hooked his hand to her shoulder and put his mouth on her ear: Why not try it yourself.

Whatever I try, the director can’t do anything, what can I do?Zhao Qing asked with confusion with his eyes open.

It means the director, he asks you to try to lure his thing out.The head nurse said it hurriedly after paying for a long time.

Zhao Qing suddenly realized and shook his head firmly and said: Then what am I going to be? Don't do it.

You can consider it clearly that the accident was caused by you. Instead of letting the hospital deal with you, it is better to take positive measures, at least in terms of attitude.

The head nurse said.

Zhao Qing followed her in circles, tears couldn't stop flowing out. She covered her hand towel in her eyes, wrapped tightly but couldn't stop tears, squeezed into a wrinkled ball in fear and sorrow.

The two of them were circled around the lawn. The head nurse tried to persuade Zhao Qing to weigh the interests and calculate the gains and losses. She vowed to keep the matter confidential and never leaked it. Zhao Qing's tears could not be controlled and she also expressed sympathy for her sadness. She could only keep handing her tissues and saying don't cry. Zhao Qing's crying gradually became an unfathomable well. The head nurse accompanied her along the way and almost jumped into the well together.

After the head nurse reported to the director, he arranged everything. Zhao Qing didn't dare to get off work. The head nurse accompanied her to talk about things between men and women. Zhao Qing wanted to give up several times, but she couldn't be so arrogant.

At night, Zhao Qing was still hesitant. The head nurse led her to the inpatient department like a fire.

The patient has been transferred to a high-speed single room, which is the most advanced ward in the hospital. It has complete facilities and is as warm as spring. The long carpet covered with mats makes people feel at home.

The head nurse unbuttoned her snow-white clothes as if she was righteous and looked back at Zhao Qing, who was ready to die. As soon as Zhao Qing entered, the head nurse locked the door from outside. The man's face was gray and his eyes were a little wet. Zhao Qing stepped forward and said slightly like a mosquito flapping his wings: I was too rough yesterday, please forgive me.

You have caused me a lot. If you have any problems, I will never end up with you.

He then shouted loudly on his face, and Zhao Qing approached him and sat down on the edge of the bed. A crack broke into the hem of his clothes, and a row of white legs were exposed as much as possible. His eyes were staring there with a bold look. Zhao Qing shook his legs to his preference, so that he could see the tight underwear at the top of his thighs more directly.

He rubbed his body on the bed, and his eyes flashed with light. Zhao Qing lifted up the quilt and said: How do you feel now? Let me take a look.

He quickly took off his pants, and Zhao Qing stretched out his hand slightly, twisting the thing, unable to tell whether it was hot or not. The thing was limp, like an ignorant eraser.

He shouted maniily: No, no, no, still no.

When Zhao Qing saw his eyes, he understood what he needed and freed up one hand to take off his clothes.

Her eyes fell on her calves with his eyes, and then moved little by little, thighs, lower abdomen, waist, and finally on the perfect pair of babies. It was really a good thing, plump but not fat, firm but not lacking in elasticity.

Zhao Qing's hand was stroking his thighs, and his trembling fingertips kissed every cilia at the base of his thighs. Suddenly, he felt a slight trembling in that place. Zhao Qing saw hope at this time, boldly put his body towards him, looked at him with his eyes slanted and said: You touch me too.

Encouraged, his hand reached Zhao Qing's thigh, and then he hurriedly put his other hand into her chest and rubbed her breasts hard. He was sometimes too hard in the haze, so that Zhao Qing almost screamed, but she bit her lips tightly and did not scream, but instead moaned in a silence.

She bent down, her lips slowly leaned against his lower abdomen. After hesitating for a while, she took the soft clam-like one. The tongue became gentle, like a phoenix carrying holy water from the distant Eastern Immortal Island in mythology, sprinkling on the dying wound. It trembled slightly and slid on his scarred place, sucking and kissing.

His thing raised his head like a hibernation snake. Zhao Qing was afraid that all his previous efforts would be wasted. He held the root tightly in his mouth and quickly stroked it with his hands. The thing then became hard and swollen. His hand had already penetrated into Zhao Qing's underwear and fiddled madly in the wet place. Zhao Qing swayed his butt like a ignition.

He had never seen such white and delicate skin, youthful and beautiful body, and danced with a slutty and flexibly like a boneless soft snake. Zhao Qing did show all his problems, bent his back and bent over, straightening his chest and hips to make all kinds of strange movements, showing unexpected physical postures.

Suddenly, the sleepy penis regained its majesty. He pressed Zhao Qing onto the bed, and his thick lips shamelessly kissed Zhao Qing's delicate pink face. Zhao Qing held back a stench in his mouth and opened his legs to wait for his arrival.

The thing shrank and wandered around her place, poking it recklessly like a panic. It was Zhao Qing who used his hands to break open the flesh petals and once inserted it into her, Zhao Qing knew that it was done. The thing didn't look very strong, but it was long enough, as if it was pushed into her heart and lungs at once, and she rushed left and right and was reckless. There were tears rolling in Zhao Qing's eyes, but she was still calling out in her mouth.

Due to excitement or excessive force, his face flushed, and a slight heat simmered from his head. After a few ups and downs, he was breathing like a scattered stream. He drooled around the corners of his mouth, smearing Zhao Qing's face and chest. She wanted to hurry up and put on the matter, but she could only try to raise her butt to meet him. Now he was even more happy that he was panting and turned Zhao Qing's body, and he thorned her from her butt, holding her plump and white butt with both hands, and gently patting her from time to time, making a quarrel.

Finally, he let out a long breath as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. Zhao Qing felt that the thing was rushing like crazy, and a hot stream burst out. Zhao Qingqiang bit his lips and prevented tears from flowing out. He even raised his butt and made him ejaculate the man's semen with satisfaction.

As he lay on the bed like a dead fish in the pond, his belly was white and his eyes were narrowed, and he was still savoring the pleasure just now, Zhao Qing did not look over his face in disgust and quickly got up and put on his clothes. He obviously still felt overwhelmed and pulled Zhao Qing's arm and said: Nurse Zhao, let's talk to you later.

Just wait.Zhao Qing shook his hand, gritted his teeth and said something, and went straight out into the door without looking back.

The director, the head nurse, and the man's wife were waiting anxiously in the distance. The head nurse stepped forward and held Zhao Qing and asked: How is it?

It's done.After Zhao Qing finished speaking, his face hit the head nurse's shoulder and cried.

Zhao Qing returned home and told her parents that she was feeling unwell. She locked herself in the room without eating or drinking for a whole day and night. Her sister Zhao Li came home to see her, but she didn't dare to mention this. Instead, she knew from her sister that Xuehui was going to the School of Radio, Film and Television.

She breathed a sigh of relief. These days Xuehui was like a stumbling block standing in front of her and Xuesen. She could not kick it away. She used the small force to move it, and her strength made her feet hurt.

The news was like injecting stimulants into her body, making her temporarily forget the shame in the hospital.

At night, I shone brightly in the flowers and shining in my clothes and headed to the alleys of Xuesen's home.

Xuesen has made some money over the years. In addition to working, he not only tailored clothes for others, but also sewed trousers in batches and placed them in the garment shop on the street. His skills are already good, and mass production is more efficient.

Now the family has been renovated and I have driven a motorcycle myself, becoming one of the first to become rich in the alley.

At this moment, he was sitting in front of Lao Wu's shop and drinking tea with several neighbors in the alley. San'er, who had just finished playing the ball and had not returned home, asked: When will Xuehui leave?

It's almost done in the past few days.Xuesen answered proudly.

Widow Zhang said: Xuehui is better off. It is said that women are life at the bottom of the well, and they will be like whatever kind of man they take.

When they saw Zhao Qing, they shook their eyes at Xue Sen with a smirk.

The night gradually became thicker, and it was mixed with the moonlight and lurked in front of the roof and windows like silver.

Seeing so many people in front of him, Zhao Qing turned his eyes to Xuesen and then floated into his sister Zhao Li's house. San'er poked Xuesen's waist with his hand and signaled him to follow him quickly. This movement was a bit bigger, which caused everyone to laugh at him.

Xue Sen got up and didn't dare to go to Sister Li's door in front of everyone, so she went back to her own house.

Yang Chengnan finished the several things at hand. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening. He refused the driver to take him home and walked alone along the street with small wutong trees. The yellow leaves of the tree were like forsythia flowers, blooming in full bloom, and the small yellow trees reflected the ink-gray walls, which were particularly bright.

The leaves are on the top of the tree, watching them move, flying in a big arc, rushing in front of people, how far they have to float to the ground.

He opened the door for him and then jumped back to the sofa with one leg on his back. He saw the tight butt in her back rolling up and down with a tough and tense.

Yang Chengnan felt strange. After looking carefully, she realized that Yang's eyebrows were dyeing nail polish on her toenails. Her hair was still wet after taking a shower, and a few strands were still stuck to her forehead.

She sat on the sofa with her knees bent and painted with contemplation, wearing a striking silk blouse, her entire breasts were almost exposed, her white shoulders and chest were shining under the light, but her lower body was almost shrunk to the base of her thighs, and her two slender thighs were placed there crossed.

Li Shu put his homework on his knees, raised his head and closed his eyes and recited something, and placed his right hand lightly in the backrest of the chair, so that the groove between his breasts seemed deeper, as if it was still shaking gently.

She greeted Yang Chengnan, her crossed legs swaying and overlapping again. His eyes couldn't help but follow in depth, swallowing saliva with difficulty.

Li Shu also noticed his urgency, and toleratedly sent him a warm smile, threw the notebook in his hand on the sofa and said: Dad, have you had dinner?

Seeing that Yang Chengnan had already answered that he had eaten, he said, "I'll get you clothes and take a shower."

She got up and was about to walk towards the room, and Yang Chengnan stopped her.

Don't be busy, I'll have some tea first.Just sit down in the living room.Li Shu spread out his books on the round table in the hall and took out the paper and pen, left him with a knowing smile, and lowered his head and started his homework.

He brewed a cup of hot tea, tilted his head and was stunning, raised his eyebrows and fiddled with her nails on the sofa. He was surprised that her legs were so soft that they almost fell to their face when they pulled their feet up. Seeing that the feet were small and delicate, their tars were so high that they had no transition from their calf, the soles of their feet were very empty, and they could put a plum, and the toes were as tender as bamboo shoots, the toes were big and long. The ones behind them were shorter in turn, and the little toes were still moving one by one, and they were wearing very little, with only pink bras and shorts.

He asked: Meimei Ah, why are you stunned? Today's homework has been completed?

Wait for her to help me.If I were to copy her, I would forget it.

Yang Mei knew that her homework was not as good as Li Shu, and she was too lazy to spend so much effort.

So he put away some of the cosmetics around her and returned to his room.

Yang Chengnan looked at the almost open and red bodies of the two girls in front of him, absent-minded, so he approached the round table, dressed up to watch her homework. As soon as Yang Ying left, Li Shu rushed over and fell in his arms as if he had a shaft below. Yang Chengnan caught her with her wrist, and her two mouths were bonded together quickly, and there was only the breathing sound of her nose for a long time.

Do your homework first.Finally he said something, and when he left, the two of them couldn't forget their lips and their lips were entangled with each other.

Yang Chengnan simply moved the chair and sipped tea leisurely by the round table.

Yang Mei then took out the book from the bedroom, and then he was busy with his homework.

Li Shu did very seriously and wrote fluently and neatly. Seeing that Yang Mei was thinking hard, her eyebrows were frowning with an irrelevant look, she felt so ridiculous, so she got up and moved a chair, went over to her, and pointed her like a confused look.

Soon, Li Shu finished his homework and tilted his head and smiled at Yang Chengnan's mouth, but his toes stretched out his toes and teased him between his crotch.

Yang Chengnan was afraid that his daughter would notice it, so he quickly stood up and took his clothes and washed himself behind him.

When he finished taking a shower, Yangmei had not done his homework yet, but Li Shu didn't let her copy it, so he had to do it by himself and do whatever he wanted.

He went to the study room, and Li Shu took the kettle obediently and followed him in. Yang Chengnan couldn't help but stretched his head over to kiss her, but she broke free and prevented his lips from touching it, and smiled: Yang Mei would finish his homework soon.

Come on, little baby, dad wants to give you a diamond ring.Lao Yang took out a box from the drawer.

Li Shu was stunned at first, took the brocade box and looked in his hand, and said: Hey, such a valuable thing.

Li Shu took it with ecstasy and hurriedly took it out. Yang Chengnan held her slender hand and put the diamond ring into her slender middle finger. He smiled and said: Okay, I'll trap you, my daughter can't escape now.

She put the pink diamond ring on her hand and looked over. Compared with her rose-red nail polish, it was actually slightly red and not too big, but she was extremely bald, shiny, like an alien, and was so mysterious.

Li Shu kissed and said on his face like a bird pecking: You can trap me for the rest of your life.Then he took off the diamond ring from his fingers and put it back into the brocade box.

As she was talking, Yang Mei came in. When she saw Yang Chengnan's face as if she didn't want her daughter to know about it, she mechanically pinched the box in her palm, then tucked it in her pocket.

Although her movements were calm, her face slowly turned red. She felt something was wrong, and her face was hot. It was obvious that she was so hot just now that she couldn't see it. Others must have seen it. Thinking of this, she felt anxious and her face turned red again.

She always felt that the ring was in her pocket, and the ruby ​​was like a burning cigarette butt, burning her heart.