Evil Army Junior: Sir, please respect yourself

Leng Xuanhan looked at her, his eyes flashed darkly, and said in a low voice; "How do you know that I have no such plan? If it wasn't for her, you wouldn't be lying here. You understand very well that I am not a saint."

Thinking of what he saw in the video, he still has lingering fears in his heart, and the trembling anger is still contained in his heart.

His fists were clenched unconsciously.

The light in his eyes drooped slightly, flowing over his clenched fist, and he stretched out his plain hand lightly, and the moment he let go, it slid into his big hand, and his fingers interlocked.

"Understood, that's why I didn't answer Mom. I said that I didn't feel angry or felt. That's a lie. I don't have a good impression of your cousin."

"Then what you said just now?" The man's warm breath passed Tian Lingxin's ears, making Tian Lingxin's ears itchy and uncomfortable.

All uncomfortable moved their heads away.

"What did I say? You have already made up your own mind about this matter, so you can just figure it out. No matter what, I have no opinion."

Miss Jia Xiaou, she doesn't have too much affection, so no matter how this matter is done, she doesn't have too much feeling.

Hearing this, Leng Xuanhan's deep eyes became inexplicably darker, and a trace of thought flashed across them, and they quietly fell on the woman beside him.

Tian Lingxin felt that her skin was getting goosebumps from being looked at. She turned her head, and just about to speak, she unexpectedly met Leng Xuanhan's unfathomable eyes. At this moment, there was clearly a trace of Faint dim light, weird and mysterious.

Tian Lingxin's heart became more and more hairy, and he took a deep breath.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Tian Lingxin frowned unnaturally.

"I found that you are a very attractive woman, and you actually said such emotional things to me."

Leng Xuanhan smiled in satisfaction, moved his big hand around the woman's shoulder up, and finally pressed it lightly on her head, turned his head very bluntly, and kissed her without any explanation.

Emotional words?

What do you mean?

What did she say emotionally?

Tian Lingxin turned her head and looked at the man beside her, doubts flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she was a little puzzled by his words for a moment.

"When did I tell you...um..."

Before he could finish his puzzled words, he was blocked by the man who suddenly turned his head sideways.

It wasn't that kind of wild fara-style long kiss, it was just a lip-to-lip kiss, just tasted it.

He doesn't want to be too impatient to toss about it now, and if he waits a little longer, he won't have to bear it anymore.

"Don't doubt what your man said, I said sensibility, that is sensibility."

The black eyes glanced at the delicate rose-like red lips, and then she forbearance looked away, and the deep voice was slightly tinged with hoarseness.

Listening to the man's still domineering words, Tian Lingxin felt as if several black lines had been climbed on his forehead.

But there is nothing to say, men have said that, what can she continue to say?

In such a situation, since these days, he has been attacking suddenly from time to time, which often happens, Tian Lingxin doesn't bother to argue with him, just get used to it.

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A few days later, Tian Lingxin was really tired of the environment in the hospital. The wound on the arm could be removed, but the wound on the back would take about half a month to remove the stitches. Terrified, he proposed to go home to recuperate.