Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 640: Chitose leaves a mark blatantly
Kamakura sat on the treetop with his sword in hand, without even raising his eyes.

Who is pestering whom?

Ever since he was held in Lie Jiuqing's hand and doted on, the noble and noble Qian Suiye had long been favored and arrogant.

He now understands Lie Jiuqing's temper. He often talks double-heartedly, as if he is being forced to do so, but in fact he only wants to hang her up, making her angry and confused. She can't live without him and has no initiative. Handed it over voluntarily.

Speaking of which, Lie Jiuqing had no future. She clearly knew Wen Rong's bad nature, and even took the initiative to fall into the trap. She wanted to put her name on him and let the whole world know that she was the notoriously sycophantic Wen Rong.

Wen Rong acted indifferently, but Kamakura knew Wen Rong's paranoia best. What he promised with his lips and what he did rationally would never be the same.

What he wants will be his no matter what.

Lie Jiuqing cannot escape.

Kamakura looked at the sky, narrowed his eyes slightly, and soon disappeared.

Not long after, several corpses appeared, and several black shadows flashed past, as if nothing had appeared.

in the room.

Wen Rong's breathing became heavier and heavier. He picked up Lie Jiuqing's shirt, pulled it open, and put his hand in, moving little by little.

Resisting the urge to tear up the covering, he stood up and sat on the edge of the bed.

After a while, he frowned, took off his shoes, stepped on it, and looked down at the little girl quietly.

He bit his lower lip, put his arms on the side of her face, and looked at her closely.

He looked closer and closer, and the kiss fell uncontrollably.

He carefully controlled his breath, placed his palm on her heart, and slowly channeled his internal energy, helping her calm the turbulent meridians in her body.

Wen Rong's control over his internal energy reached its peak. As his palm moved, he gradually touched soft areas that shouldn't be touched.

The painful expression on Lie Jiuqing's face gradually dissipated, replaced by a faint blush. She opened her lips slightly and inhaled gently, with a sweet curve on her lips.

When Wen Rong saw it, his phoenix eyes gradually blurred, and his whole body pressed against her uncontrollably.

He buried his face in her neck, clasped the back of her neck with his fingertips, and gradually arched his back while rubbing it. His teeth bit her shoulder out of some unbearable forbearance, so hard that he could leave rows of tooth marks.The sky gradually became brighter, and Lie Jiuqing opened his eyes with difficulty.

I was so tired that night. I felt like I had done something incredible. I was so tired that I couldn't even lift my fingers.

"Miss, it's already time, are you awake?"

"Si time?"

She usually sleeps until midnight at most.

"Mr. Song arrived at Mao Shi. You were too fast asleep, so your subordinates didn't call you. Now, he seems impatient and wants to break in."

Song Ji'an's regard for Wang Yue made him come to Lie Jiuqing first thing when he got up.

The painting couldn't be driven away, so he blocked the guest room. He didn't ask questions until he heard the sounds in the room.

These days, Lie Jiuqing slept the most peacefully yesterday, so there was no way she would disturb him.

Lie Jiuqing was still in a daze, and after a while he said hoarsely: "Just ask him to wait."

"Yes."

Lie Jiuqing stared at the top of the bed and sat up with difficulty after a while.

The pain caused by the ink bracelet yesterday seems to be vivid in my mind. Now the pain is gone, but the strength in my body seems to have been exhausted, and there is not much strength left to even speak.

She moved her stiff neck. As soon as she moved, her face changed and she gasped in pain.

She subconsciously touched her shoulder and immediately encountered teeth marks.

She hurried to the bronze bell and saw that her face was covered with rows of tooth marks from her neck to her shoulders. There were at least a dozen teeth marks all over her face. They were all very deep and would not disappear for many days.

She endured it and reached out to the tattoo on the back of her neck, and she really felt the deep tooth marks.

She licked her lips and whispered through gritted teeth, "You are so gentle and rong..."

(End of this chapter)