Yange sucked his nose and burst into tears, as if thinking of sadness, lowering his tears to his shoulders and groaning: "I wish his daughter would be fine and would not be beaten."

Originally, he was compared with Zhao Gonglei's guy. Zhu Ye was still very upset, but I heard the last sentence of Yange.

Somehow he was silent.

Zhao Gonglei, even hit her?

Does the injury on her have anything to do with Zhao Gonglei?

He turned his head, rubbed her cheek, and asked softly, "Why are you so many knives in your arm?"

She didn't answer.

The warm sweet scent lingered from the tip of her nose and landed in his ear.

The numbness spread from the ears to the body, but at this moment his heart was calm.

She fell asleep.

She fell asleep in a clever manner, and fell softly in his arms, as if relying on him whole-heartedly.

Zhu Yan took Yange to another place where he lived. This evening, he hugged her to sleep, helped her clean up vomit, and helped her take a bath.

He was probably holding a woman for the first time, but did nothing.

His fingers touched her eyebrows and features in the darkness, and there was a strange sense of satisfaction.

He explained his inexplicable obsession to his obsession.

But Yan Ge knew that his feeling was actually because of the luck of her powers.

This intangible luck attracted even the devouring beasts who had forgotten everything in the plane, making him bloody.

It was noon when Yange was awake the next day.

Her head still hurts.

It hurts.

The bed is a strange bed, and the room is a strange room.

Zhu Yan lay beside her, fingered again and again, playing with her hair.

The scalp hurts the next moment.

It must be that the man had his hair pulled off.

When I think of her time to sleep, I don't know how much hair has been beaten by a man.

Yange couldn't calm down. A man turned over and sat on the man with his hands on the man's head.

Zhu Yan thought that the song was to please him.

Where can I miss such a good opportunity.

She didn't bother to care about her hair.

Of course, he didn't expect Yange to retaliate at his hair, he just thought Yange was playing with him for courtship.

So immediately clasped Yange's waist with both hands, making her sit on his split.

This time the battle between the two was in a state of sober words.

Because of her hair being pinched, Yange turned into a female cat only showing her teeth, tearing and biting, and she continued to resist to get on.

The more she rebelled, the greater the interest of the magpies.

The two tossed in bed for more than an hour before finally clearing their troops.

The stomachs of both sides were screaming, especially Yange. After rubbing their stomachs, they looked at Zhusong: "Hungry."

Zhu Ye's body was very satisfied, and the big palm squeezed Yan Ge Bai Nennen's shoulder: "I haven't fed you for so long, it seems I'm really old."

Yange got rid of him and got dressed: "I'm hungry, can you take care of me today?"

Just after a big fight, she didn't speak with restraint.

Zhu Yan was very satisfied with her performance, and got up and dressed: "The meal has been prepared downstairs, and I will wait for you to wake up."

"Great, thank you Mr. Zhu."

The corners of the lips of the owls ticked.

Did not speak.

Putting her hands on her shoulders, she went downstairs together.