One Kiss Shen Huan: Taming the Demon Husband

"Don't..." Lan Qianyu shed tears of shame and kept struggling, but was unable to break free.

Yeyan's desire has been completely aroused, and she doesn't care about her feelings at all, teasing her pink buds wantonly with her warm tongue, one hand slowly slipped down from her slender waist, and penetrated into the bottom of her skirt , eagerly attacked her private parts.

"I just had a miscarriage, I can't..." Lan Qianyu cried and begged.

Ye Yan paused, slowly withdrew her hand, reluctantly let go of Lan Qianyu's bud, looked down at her beautiful body with nostalgia, her voice was a little hoarse, and said in a low voice: "I almost forgot... ..."

"Let go of me." Lan Qianyu gritted his teeth and stared at him.

"It seems that you don't know me well enough, let me teach you, don't speak to me in a commanding tone, otherwise, it will only backfire. If you really want me to let go, you should beg me in a gentle tone, maybe that , I will consider it."

Ye Yan smiled coldly, turned over and lay on the bed, and hugged Lan Qianyu sideways in his arms. His strong arm was firmly restraining her, and one leg pressed her lower body, making her unable to move at all.

Lan Qianyu was forced to lie sideways in Ye Yan's arms, a slender hand was grasped by his hot big hand, soft and plump against his muscular chest, she could feel his wildness Her heartbeat was pounding, and for some reason, her mood gradually calmed down.

His big palm is very warm, but also a little rough, especially the thick callus on the tiger's mouth.

These are all the results of holding a gun for a long time.

He was seriously injured, and with the tossing just now, Ye Yan's wound opened, blood slowly overflowed, and flowed onto Lan Qianyu's snowy peak. She reminded uncomfortably, "You're bleeding."

"You want to kill me, and you don't care if I bleed or not?" Ye Yan smiled coldly and mockingly, closed his eyes weakly, rested motionless, but held Lan Qianyu tightly with his arms, for fear that she would disappear if she was not careful .

Lan Qianyu didn't speak. Indeed, it has nothing to do with her whether he bleeds or not. It would be better if he died. If he died, she would avenge the child.

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The atmosphere gradually became silent, the air was oppressive and dignified, Yeyan's weak breathing sounded a little strange in the silent night, Lan Qianyu felt his body getting hotter and hotter, sweat slid down his forehead, and the wound was covered with blood , sticking against her body, very uncomfortable.

Lan Qianyu looked up at him. He seemed to be sleeping with his eyes closed, but his breathing was heavy, his face was pale, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"Ye Yan..." Lan Qianyu called him cautiously, but Ye Yan didn't respond, Lan Qianyu raised his hand and touched his forehead, his face changed with fright, he had a fever, and his body temperature was terribly high.

Lan Qianyu wanted to push Ye Yan away, arrange the clothes of the two of them, and then call someone in, but as soon as she pushed him, he woke up with a start, hugged her even tighter, and murmured in a daze: " Don't try to escape, you are mine, you are mine..."

"Ye Yan, you bastard, if you want to trap me after burning like this, I shouldn't care about you, let you die..."

Lan Qianyu was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but she couldn't really do nothing. His current state might be due to an inflammation of the wound. If he didn't deal with it in time, the consequences would be disastrous.

Lan Qianyu tried to push Ye Yan away again, but Ye Yan was completely enraged. He turned over and held her down, closed his eyes, and murmured indistinctly: "I won't let you go even if I die, just be honest. with..."