A sudden change in temperament will definitely cause suspicion.
Although Zhou Tingshen has a crazy possessive desire for her, as the male protagonist of Mary Suwen, his IQ must be overwhelming and he is definitely not stupid.
He would definitely not mention the male protagonist's experience when he was a child. Although he had some understanding of the plot, she currently has no channels to know, so to improve the relationship between the two, she can only penetrate it bit by bit.
After being pressed for the middle of the night, she was sweating and ejaculation. At this moment, Ning Wan's mouth was dry and tongue was dry.She couldn't help but struggle to sit up, and the handcuffs made a crisp sound during her movements.
Ning Wan heard the next room immediately and immediately moved. The door was opened quickly. The man rushed in like a gust of wind, and his tone was anxious: Wanwan, what's wrong with you?
Thirsty... Ning Wan spoke with difficulty, her vocal cords were like fire. She almost caught her voice, but the man heard it. He stretched out his right arm and half hugged her in his arms. He held the water cup at the head of the bed with his left hand and leaned against her slightly chapped lips.
The lips, which were previously like light pink petals, had skin and cleavage and quickly withered.
The woman fell softly on his arms. Zhou Tingshen felt panic in his heart. He hurriedly took a big mouthful of water, put it on and gently pried open her mouth, and slowly passed the warm water over.
Well... Just like the dry rice fields suddenly rained, the cool water moistened and slid along the burning esophagus, and it was ironed properly, Ning Wan couldn't help but hum.
After feeding most of the glass of water, Zhou Ting sucked the re-hydrated lips greedily, and his body was as hot as iron.
Wanwan today seemed very abnormal, her face flushed, and she didn't say anything about her first response. She should have woken up now on weekdays. She looked at the crystal lamp with her beautiful eyes open, and then she stayed with her eyes open through the camera in the next room until dawn.
No... Zhou Tingshen stretched out his palm and pressed it against the woman's forehead. The palm of his palm was hot, and his expression changed. She was having a fever.
He quickly uncuffed his handcuffs and took out his cell phone to call his private doctor. However, the woman in her arms shook her head uneasy, her lips slightly opened and closed.
Wanwan, what did you say?He leaned closer to listen.
Ah... Ah Shen... The woman's voice is very weak, weak, and she seems to be unable to vibrate the vocal cords, and she only relies on the friction of the airflow.
However, Zhou Tingshen could hear it clearly, as if he was thunderous.
The word A Shen is not an exaggeration to say that it is a spell in his life. His hands were trembling and he could hardly hold the petite woman in his arms. After a few years... I finally heard her call him A Shen again. Does this mean that I still have my existence deep in her heart?
Zhou Ting took a deep breath and suppressed his thoughts. Wanwan refused to let him call. In order not to take medicine or get injections, he pestered him like he was sick when he was a child. He had to hold her soft body in his arms and hold her downstairs with one hand to get ice and towels.
All night, he kept wrapping ice in a towel and sticking it to her hot forehead.
Ah Shen... don't... don't leave... Wanwan was afraid that she was confused and kept begging.
The soft little hand gently pinched the corner of his clothes, Zhou Tingshen kissed her lips lovingly, and replied over and over again: Wanwan is good, I won’t leave.
I once thought that as long as I could still see her and as long as I could still breathe the air around her, it would be enough.
Human desires are always endless. At this moment, Zhou Tingshen began to hope again that if Wanwan could linger and act coquettishly and smile at him with her little face as before, she would hold his fingers and drag him to see her newly grown flowers.
How good it should be.
When she could finally breathe calmly, Zhou Tingshen could no longer hold it back and fell head-on in front of her bed and fell asleep.
Although Zhou Tingshen has a crazy possessive desire for her, as the male protagonist of Mary Suwen, his IQ must be overwhelming and he is definitely not stupid.
He would definitely not mention the male protagonist's experience when he was a child. Although he had some understanding of the plot, she currently has no channels to know, so to improve the relationship between the two, she can only penetrate it bit by bit.
After being pressed for the middle of the night, she was sweating and ejaculation. At this moment, Ning Wan's mouth was dry and tongue was dry.She couldn't help but struggle to sit up, and the handcuffs made a crisp sound during her movements.
Ning Wan heard the next room immediately and immediately moved. The door was opened quickly. The man rushed in like a gust of wind, and his tone was anxious: Wanwan, what's wrong with you?
Thirsty... Ning Wan spoke with difficulty, her vocal cords were like fire. She almost caught her voice, but the man heard it. He stretched out his right arm and half hugged her in his arms. He held the water cup at the head of the bed with his left hand and leaned against her slightly chapped lips.
The lips, which were previously like light pink petals, had skin and cleavage and quickly withered.
The woman fell softly on his arms. Zhou Tingshen felt panic in his heart. He hurriedly took a big mouthful of water, put it on and gently pried open her mouth, and slowly passed the warm water over.
Well... Just like the dry rice fields suddenly rained, the cool water moistened and slid along the burning esophagus, and it was ironed properly, Ning Wan couldn't help but hum.
After feeding most of the glass of water, Zhou Ting sucked the re-hydrated lips greedily, and his body was as hot as iron.
Wanwan today seemed very abnormal, her face flushed, and she didn't say anything about her first response. She should have woken up now on weekdays. She looked at the crystal lamp with her beautiful eyes open, and then she stayed with her eyes open through the camera in the next room until dawn.
No... Zhou Tingshen stretched out his palm and pressed it against the woman's forehead. The palm of his palm was hot, and his expression changed. She was having a fever.
He quickly uncuffed his handcuffs and took out his cell phone to call his private doctor. However, the woman in her arms shook her head uneasy, her lips slightly opened and closed.
Wanwan, what did you say?He leaned closer to listen.
Ah... Ah Shen... The woman's voice is very weak, weak, and she seems to be unable to vibrate the vocal cords, and she only relies on the friction of the airflow.
However, Zhou Tingshen could hear it clearly, as if he was thunderous.
The word A Shen is not an exaggeration to say that it is a spell in his life. His hands were trembling and he could hardly hold the petite woman in his arms. After a few years... I finally heard her call him A Shen again. Does this mean that I still have my existence deep in her heart?
Zhou Ting took a deep breath and suppressed his thoughts. Wanwan refused to let him call. In order not to take medicine or get injections, he pestered him like he was sick when he was a child. He had to hold her soft body in his arms and hold her downstairs with one hand to get ice and towels.
All night, he kept wrapping ice in a towel and sticking it to her hot forehead.
Ah Shen... don't... don't leave... Wanwan was afraid that she was confused and kept begging.
The soft little hand gently pinched the corner of his clothes, Zhou Tingshen kissed her lips lovingly, and replied over and over again: Wanwan is good, I won’t leave.
I once thought that as long as I could still see her and as long as I could still breathe the air around her, it would be enough.
Human desires are always endless. At this moment, Zhou Tingshen began to hope again that if Wanwan could linger and act coquettishly and smile at him with her little face as before, she would hold his fingers and drag him to see her newly grown flowers.
How good it should be.
When she could finally breathe calmly, Zhou Tingshen could no longer hold it back and fell head-on in front of her bed and fell asleep.
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