Chapter 114 Shout Again

  Compared with the cold blood on this side, the 'romantic' blood on the other side makes the single dog sigh.

   The black luxury car passed through the church and drove back to the villa.

   Inside the car.

  Lu Xue and the driver were very successfully locked in the front seat, the partition was rolled up slowly, and it was still the kind with sound insulation and anti-peeping.

   Only Fu Yanwang and Wen Bai were left in the back seat of the car.

   The eighteen-year-old girl was held in his arms by a man, and he never let her down from the beginning to the end until after getting into the car.

The man's movements were very careful, for fear that he would accidentally touch the injured shoulder of the little girl, his Adam's apple rolled, and his low magnetic voice, accompanied by a warm breath, sprayed into the little girl's ear, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that. Heavy..."

   Hearing this, the little girl was startled, her apricot eyes were stunned, she raised her pretty head with difficulty and looked at Fu Yan Wang, who was holding her, "Then how many hands do you want?!"

   King Fu Yan: "..."

   He didn't mean that.

   Accidentally made a big move, which caused the shoulder injury. The little girl suddenly raised her thin eyebrows, bit her lip subconsciously, and sweat dripped from her forehead.

  It really hurts...

  Fu Yanwang's hand was really heavy. He directly broke her bones and bones with one palm, and her bones were dislocated. She said, how could Gu Nian have such a powerful subordinate, it turned out to be Fu Yanwang...

   Looking at the world, there are very few people who can seriously injure her, and Fu Yanwang is one of them.

   "Don't move." The man's hoarse, low voice contained a different meaning, his slender eyelashes concealed distress, his right hand rested on Wen Bai's uninjured left shoulder, and his finger pads were gently rubbing.

   Hearing the words, the little girl really did not move.

   After returning to the villa, Fu Yanwang completely ignored Lu Xue's gaze, hugged the little girl and walked directly to the room.

  With the light source, the little girl discovered that Fu Yanwang's right hand was covered with a gauze.

   Sure enough, I pinched the glass again...

  The little girl was carried back to the master bedroom by Fu Yanwang, and sat on the sofa with her head down, feeling aggrieved and distressed.

   "哐-" The man brought the medical box over, put it on the coffee table, took out a bottle of brown medicinal wine, and sat on the right side of the little girl.

  The man lowered his eyelashes, unscrewed the cap of the medicine bottle with his slender fingers, his Adam's apple was sexy, "Take off your clothes."

   The little girl pouted her small mouth and stared straight at the man with a pair of watery apricot eyes, without moving.

  Until King Fu Yan had smeared the pungent medicinal wine on his palms, he looked up at the little girl, and when he saw that she was not moving, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

  's voice was secretive, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, as if he had seen through the little girl, "Dear, take it off, I don't have the mind yet..."

   The eighteen-year-old girl stared straight at the man for a while before slowly pulling down the clothes on her right shoulder, revealing that half of her whiteness as snow.

   That delicate and confusing collarbone was also exposed in the man's sight.

  Fu Yanwang squinted, the tip of his tongue pressed against the wall of the inner cavity, he laughed a few times, and leaned directly towards the little girl.

   The right hand stretched out from the front of the little girl and fell onto her left shoulder. The left hand smeared with medicinal wine gently fell on the little girl's right shoulder, which was severely injured by his palm.

   The cool touch of the skin made the little girl bite her lip subconsciously, and the intense pain was faintly stimulating her brain and nerves.

  Suddenly—

  The warm breath sprayed down from the ear, and the man's low-pitched voice smiled, "Why are you nervous, I won't eat you."

   Hearing the words, the little girl's face suddenly rose with a smudge of pink, and the deer eyes flickered a little and dared not look up at the man in front of her.

  The man's slender and cool palms roughly wrapped around the little girl's shoulder bones, rubbing gently, sometimes with pain, accompanied by another subtle feeling, hitting the little girl's mind.

Suddenly, the man seemed to think of something again, the end of his eyes was slightly raised, and he leaned close to the little girl's ear with a faint arc, and his low voice seemed to cut into the bones, "What did you call me at that time? Come on, shout again."

   (end of this chapter)