Evil Army Junior: Sir, please respect yourself

After a whole night, she only vaguely remembered that before she fell asleep, the man seemed to hold her in his arms. The familiar and stable embrace made her sleep peacefully and securely.

Perhaps it was the night when he slept the deepest during this period of time. After the darkness was pulled away and the warm sun rose, he seemed to be still in a deep sleep.

In the originally silent bedroom, a muffled hum suddenly resounded.

I saw that Leng Xuanhan, who was still asleep before, woke up in a burst of pain.

Leng Xuanhan felt that his head was still a little groggy, but the pain from the shoulder gradually woke him up.

After waking up, he seemed to feel the soft and warm touch in his arms.

There was a glimmer of light in his drowsy head, and all his consciousness suddenly came to his senses. He opened those black eyes that were still a bit blurred, and looked down slightly.

Tian Lingxin's elegant sleeping face came into view, and she rested her head on his uninjured shoulder and arm.

However, she didn't know what dream she was having, and the other bare hand was grasping his injured shoulder forcefully at this moment.

No wonder she slept comfortably all night, but woke up inexplicably painful this morning.

Leng Xuanhan took a slight breath, enduring the pain!

Fortunately, after a while, Tian Lingxin let go of her hand, however, she kicked the quilt away somewhat unsteadily.

This woman's sleeping appearance has never been very good...

Leng Xuanhan, who still felt pain from being grabbed by her just now, felt as if he had been given an analgesic the moment she kicked the quilt away.

His eyes had returned to deep and dark, and he was staring straight at the scenery in front of him, unable to look away.

I saw that the woman's nightgown was loosened and half of the neckline was torn apart, which was faintly visible. This early in the morning, it was extremely torture for a man who had lost too much blood and was weak all over his body.

Leng Xuanhan only felt that the inexplicable impulse in his heart was tickled by the seduction, forcing him to lift up the injured hand slowly, just about to touch the snow-white plumpness of her open neckline.

However, at this moment, the woman in her arms suddenly kicked the quilt with an arched kick, and by the way, touched the wound on the man's abdomen.

Leng Xuanhan couldn't help taking a deep breath, cold sweat broke out slightly on his forehead.

One day, sooner or later, this woman's hands and feet must be tied up to see how she kicks and scratches.

However, just as he had this thought, he felt a burst of pressure from his abdomen, and then a plain hand circled over.

Before Leng Xuanhan could see what was going on, there was another dark sound of gasping.

Not because of the pain, but because... that damn comfortable...

The warm sun outside had already risen, and reflected in through the half-closed curtains, illuminating the bedroom that was constantly breathing.

On the bed right now, it was a harmonious and somewhat hot scene.

The man was lying naked and straight, while the woman on his body was half-exposing her breasts, with one hand and one foot half-straddled on the man's body, and the long white leg exposed from under the nightgown was pressing on the man's abdomen Location.

The long arm was also wrapped around the man's neck, and the white cheek was pressed against the man's chest. The warm breath was so seductive that the man's heart beat faster and his blood rose.

Because of the patience these days, the man suddenly became a little bit infatuated!

He couldn't care less about the pain coming from the pressure. He stretched out his hand and moved towards the collar of the woman...