Doctor Agent Spoils Dumb Wife

"OK, I won't believe it. I'll do it myself. I have no conscience!" Tong Yan was very depressed. He walked towards the house with deep and shallow feet. His kneecap hasn't healed yet. Now he's hurt again. This is not the convenience of action.

Long Yanhuang stared at the small and stubborn figure, smiled helplessly, and took a few steps to hold her horizontally.

"What are you doing? Let go of me. I don't want you to help me! Hum." Tong yanleng snorted and stared at him with hatred.

The corner of longyanhuang's mouth rose, and his Obsidian eyes took a touch of bright stars, "when you little snail climb over, I'm afraid it's going to dawn."

Tong Yan bit his lower lip, very gloomy. But she didn't struggle any more. After all, her back was also hurt. What hurt was herself.

In fact, it's not a long way, but somehow this moment becomes very slow.

It was very quiet around. I could hear the rustle of the wind and the leaves, as well as the strong heartbeat and shallow breathing close to her.

Tong Yan looked up slightly. The man in front of him, Jun Yan, was completely immersed in the moonlight. The silver light shone down from his head, and the lining face was even more handsome and extraordinary.

I have to say, this man is really evil enough.

"Are you satisfied?"

The low voice on his head sounded up, and Tong Yan's eyes quickly moved away from his face, "dissatisfied."

"Little bar spirit." long Yanhuang chuckled, and his deep black eyes were deeply spoiled.

"All right, all right. Just leave me there. I'll solve the rest myself. You go out."

His laughter made Tong Yan blush. Tong Yan hurried to drive him out.

"I don't need Wang's help?" long Yanhuang inspected her boudoir. It was a simple room. It was very simple. There wasn't so much rouge powder, nor any embroidery that other girls should have in their boudoir. There are only some messy herbs, and the faint smell of herbs fills the whole room.

Tong Yan quickly threw everything behind him with his eyes. Her face was a little red. She was always free and loose, so she didn't know how to tidy up. She was a little embarrassed when he looked at her for such a while.

"No, I can do it myself."

Tong Yan pushed him, but found that the man was completely like a statue. She couldn't push it, which made her angry.

Long Yanhuang's mouth rose, and he took a panoramic view of her angry little appearance. "If you have difficulties, call me."

He opened his long legs and went out with his front feet. With his back feet, Tong Yanli closed the door and locked the door by the way.

"Don't peek, or I'll dig your eyes!" Tong Yan threatened and untied her clothes. It was painful again. She shouted.

The blood adhered to the clothes. Naturally, it pulled the meat. The pain made her cry and scold her parents. It was not easy for her to take off her clothes and stand in front of the bronze mirror. Even she was frightened.

"Ma Dan, do you want to be so miserable?"

Tong Yan hooked her hands and jumped back. The orange candle lit her figure on the window paper. Looking at the villain who used all kinds of unexpected actions, long Yanhuang laughed.

"They all said no peeking!"

"No."

"What the hell are you laughing at?" Tong Yan shouted angrily, because she couldn't hook her back. She was completely down, holding the ground with one hand and pulling out the thorn with one hand. Ma Dan's, if it weren't for him, she wouldn't be so miserable if she asked someone to help herself.

Long Yanhuang pressed the center of his eyebrows, looked at the two slightly prominent dots in the candlelight, and coughed, "there's a leak."