Chapter 227 The White-eyed Wolf

7days ago Celebrity fiction 5
Back to her, there was a long silence.

whispering sound

Rashen chuckled.

What are you laughing at?

It's nothing, it just depends on your rare fear, it's quite fun, it's all hard like this... She said, turned around, got into the man's underwear, and used her thumb to pluck the end of the stem: But she still weighed the pros and cons, and didn't dare to move.

At this point, the woman's cunning smile gradually expanded.

Must be very frustrated, right?You must be thinking in your heart... Why did this woman who used to fuck her just say it, become so disobedient?It's so unlucky, right?

After Luo Shengsheng asked, he clenched his fist and stroked the man's penis with one hand, raised it with the other hand, gently holding his face up, trying to pretend to sacrifice intimacy.

It’s a pity that the general was not yet calm and was photographed by the other party.

I'm not thinking about this.

oh?Then what are you thinking?

Song Yuanzhe did not answer.

He lowered his eyes, pinched her lower arm with his feet, and shook the man away the left hand that was playing with his genitals, then turned over and lay flat with her, looking up at the ceiling.

After three or four minutes of peace, the man suddenly raised his right hand toward the light source of the ceiling light

Song Yuanzhe's hands, like all other externals, are beautiful and noble.

Not only does her skin look fair, but her five fingers are also very slender, with white and moist skin and clear joints.

However, beautiful things will inevitably be amplified and flawed.When the light shone through his tiger's mouth, the large area of ​​itchy red and gradually swollen blisters instantly shattered the beauty, revealing a bit of unbearable hideousness.

Suffer, the water was too hot just now, and my hands hurt so much now.

There is a bit of a jerk in this sentence, and it is a strong sense of coquettishness.

After Song Yuanzhe finished speaking, he drooped his eyebrows and turned to look at her side face, his expression full of grievances.

He waited for a while, and saw Luo Shengsheng's eyes flashing, but he remained stalemate and did not give any feedback or reactions that could be judged.

So the man kept doing it and moved the wound to her eyes, suppressed his throat, and described it with a slight tremolo:

Look, it's bubbled.

Too close...

The girl held her breath and closed her eyes, blocked her, and brushed him away.

Don't do this, Yuanzhe, don't do this.

She could stand it, but she couldn't bear it.

After saying this in a stutter, Rashen turned his head and lie on his side with his back to him.

The tears that were not held in my eyes slipped down and wet the quilt, spreading a pool of dark water.

It landed on the light gray satin, contrasting light and dark, as annoying as the newly added mosquito blood from the white wall.

Song Yuanzhe supported himself with his elbow, lowered his head to see her expression, and the corners of his mouth were almost unaware of it, and even a little curled up.

After he packed up his expression, he pretended to be polite, helping Rashen wipe away the tears from his nose bones, and then gently patted her tightened narrow shoulders.

It’s me that hurts, why are you crying?

I said...don't do this.

Shengsheng, you carried me and Cheng Nianzhang on your back and made a seven-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two-two

He paused after asking, and found that Luo Shengsheng was a little powerful, so he hugged her from behind, buried his jaw into her shoulder, sniffed the familiar fragrance of hair, and then continued to speak:

After all, it was a relationship of more than ten years. For a wild man, if you say no, just don’t want it. You can use a few words and a piece of paper to pass it lightly and throw me away like garbage.

Have I been skeptical about these with you?Probably not?Today I even put down my figure and found it, but what about you?How did you treat me?Oh, I said I was a rapist and wanted to call the police to take me to the prison...

Shengsheng, you were not like this before.Who taught you such a conscience?Is Cheng Nianzhang?Um?

Song Yuanzhe rarely speaks such long sentences in life.

At the end of his questioning, his tone was terrifying and sad. As the lingering sound gradually faded, the elbows that were embracing her were tighter and tighter. Latreat not only suffered psychologically, but also became more and more uncomfortable due to suffocation.

So instinct was caused by her instinct, she twisted and slapped and pulled the man's lower arm a few times, trying to escape.

Yuanzhe... You let go of me, you can't breathe.

You ask me to hug you for a while, I won't do anything else.

Well……

Hearing the pleading in his tone, Luo Shengsheng's resistance suddenly froze. What he originally wanted to say was swallowed by Sheng, which made her jump for a while, and she didn't know what to answer.

After pondering for a while, she sorted out her thoughts and forced herself to calm down.

Yuanzhe, we all have bad things.But the past is the past, and people should look forward.As you said, I am not a good thing at all, I am not a good person at all. I am so good to put it outside and harm others. Why keep it and cuckold yourself?

Sneak Song Yuanzhe was amused by her: I don’t mind.

Don't mind?

When the girl heard the words, she couldn't help looking back at him, looking puzzled.

Um?Don't mind anything?

I have said before that no matter how much you spend, I have no objection. Even if I raise wild men outside, I will at most turn a blind eye and will not stop you from having fun.

This is a lie, but Song Yuanzhe told it very seriously.On the surface, he is talking about tolerance, but in fact he is determined not to let go.

Rashen is not stupid.

She found that the signs of the conversation were not very good, so she immediately made things right and went back:

This relationship is too distorted. You can accept it, but I can't.Actually, there is a saying that I was afraid of irritating you before, so I never explained it clearly, but now I have figured it out that it is better to tell you the problem of short pain than long pain.

I don't want to listen.

Song Yuanzhe let go of his arms, pulled out his hand, and tried to cover her mouth. Unexpectedly, Luo Shengsheng reacted quickly, turned over and rolled off the bed, regaining freedom.

After she stood up, she sorted out her scattered hair and ran far around the bed. When she finally stood still, she lowered her head and let out a long breath. She took a hard weapon and dared to look at him again.

Yuanzhe, listen well, I only like Cheng Nianzhang now, and I don’t like you at all.In my heart, there is no relationship between parallelism or primary or secondary.What I talked with him was a serious relationship, a good way to get married, a good way to have children, and a good way to build a family. The relationship you think is, and the so-called ten-year relationship in your mouth are completely two kinds of things, two things, do you understand?

don't know.

Song Yuanzhe sat up from the bed, his eyes slightly red.

His right leg, which had just recovered from injury, stopped the pain before coming out and was given a shot to close it.

At this time, the effect of the medicine subsided, and the inflammation of the angina pectoris and the nails in the knees came. Even if Luo Shengsheng didn't run away, as long as he left the bed, the man had no choice but to do anything to her at the moment.

The final recovery...

But only the stubbornness of the mouth is left, this is definitely not a clever choice.

Stop pretending, you have already talked about this. If you continue, I don’t think there will be anything you want to hear... Get up and clean up, don’t waste time here, it’s not worth it.

I can't get up, and I have inflammation in my right leg joint and I need to relieve pain before I can stand.

You used this trick last time, don't think it can fool me twice!

Didn't lie to you.

The man said in a deep voice and bent down and rolled up his right trouser leg.

As the fabric went up, the pus-flowing scabs on both sides of his knees and the blue and red swelling around him gradually exposed to the air.

Even if it is far apart, Rashang can tell it

He really didn't lie.

Why do you have this kind of legs?

After seeing the whole picture clearly, the girl was quite shocked.

It was only about a month after the operation, and it was still in the early stage of rejection. Inflammation is the norm, especially during the period when the closed medicine has just passed, it will be particularly difficult and you can basically not stand up. Hiss...

When he put down his pants, the fabric rubbed across the wound, causing him a lot of pain.

It’s all like this. Why don’t you take care of the disease in the south and have to come here to endure hardships? Do you think you are not lame enough?

After Luo Shengsheng scolded him, he was on guard and quickly put down the hard instrument in his hand, turned around and took out the medicine box from the TV cabinet, and began to search one by one.

I just miss you, I want to come and see you and talk to you.There will be many people tomorrow, and you are Cheng Nianzhang's female companion. I am afraid that you will not pay attention to me if you get in the way, so I will find an opportunity to come here today.

Just miss her?

The girl's movement of refining medicine was interrupted.

His family is full of chronic pain relievers. Is it useful?

Song Yuanzhe shook his head.

When I get used to the pain, I will naturally stand up. It doesn’t matter whether I use medicine or not. I just limp and it will be a little ugly. If you see me, just don’t laugh at me.

Haha, I have never seen you before, I have been laughing at you for a long time.

Since he said he didn't need to relieve pain, Luo Shengsheng put down the oral medicine, left some iodine vases and cotton swabs in his hand, turned around and walked towards the bedroom, half-squatted down in front of him, carefully folded the man's trouser legs again, and began to clean up the trauma that had cracked and bleeding during the previous confrontation.

Hiss...pain...

Only by knowing pain can one gain a memory. His legs are almost lame, and he still has so many things to do. Could it be that going to bed can relieve pain or what?

Haha, what I didn't plan to do is just jealous.I will think about what you did in this house. Some emotions will be difficult to bear once they have a sense of picture... Sorry, I was not good at it just now.

He said this sincerely, and at the end he did not forget to keep her hair on her temples, and his actions also revealed a lot of tenderness.

But too well-behaved.

Not like him.

you……

Luo Shengsheng wanted to speak but stopped. He knew that something was wrong with Song Yuanzhe, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

What's wrong with me?

Forget it, nothing.

After treating the wound, one of them sat at the end of the bed and the other went to the living room to clean the battlefield. After that, they spent about three months without disturbing each other. Song Yuanzhe looked at the time on his phone, and then used his light to observe the movements of the woman in the living room, and couldn't help but laugh at the corner of his mouth.

Shengsheng, come and help me. Lin Yu has arrived at the door and it is almost time for me to leave.

Oh well.

Luo Shengsheng threw away the glass fragments. He heard that he was leaving, but he ran away without thinking, asking the man to put on his waist and help him, and walked from the room to the entrance of the ladder.

Do you want me to help you again?

Need not.

Then I'm Ah!What are you pulling me to do?

I don’t know which nerve was wrong, Song Yuanzhe suddenly changed his face, pursed his lips, and said, “No, but his hands were ruthless and pulled her into the elevator.”

He pressed the button that opened the door with his left hand, supported the wall with his right hand, and imprisoned Luo Shengsheng in the narrow space he created. Taking advantage of her loss of soul, he decisively bowed his head and kissed her.

At first, it was just a hooking tangle on the tip of the tongue, which was quite pleasant, but later, in order to suppress the resistance, the man directly stormed her into the corner of the ladder, raised his hand and held the woman's cheeks tightly, and began a more violent invasion.

Well...

Song Yuanzhe has always been very good at kissing skills, and he is still angry. In addition, the environment is narrow, which makes Luo Sheng almost suffocated after his death.

Fortunately, this mysterious intimacy did not last long. After the alarm of the stairs and doors closed, Song Yuanzhe gradually slowed down and stopped kissing.

His lips separated and he pulled the silver thread. He pecked the tip of her nose with a reward-like light, and then the ending was finally considered.

What are you going crazy?

Rashen asked with a glaring look on his lips.

Say goodbye to kiss.

ha?

OK, you go back.Song Yuanzhe retreated and gave her the space to leave: If she didn't leave, I'm afraid I wouldn't help but kiss you again.

Hearing this, Luo Shengsheng, who was still stunned, immediately jumped out until he hid behind the half-closed door, and then he poked out half of his head and waved at him with confidence.

I'm blessed, see you tomorrow.

Oh.

At this time, the ladder door was gradually closed. Faced with her goodbye, Song Yuanzhe only raised his head and replied with an unknown smile.

When the car was closed, the numbers on the floor began to fall, and the man's smile also left.

He kicked his right leg, walked to the handrail as usual, leaning against the crossbar, staring at the surveillance in the elevator, showing contempt.

Lin Yu parked his car in the owner's parking space of B1, and the person had been waiting at the door corresponding to the building number for a long time.

Mr. Song, there is no problem at the time, should I leave as planned?

Well, you ask someone to go to the monitoring room to record a screen, and then ask the property to make a backup to prevent them from covering it accidentally, so as not to Cheng Nianzhang's original file by then.

OK, Miss Luo’s side...

You don't have to worry about her business.After saying this, Song Yuanzhe pointed to his car: Let's go, my brother is still waiting for me, the matter is important.