His Sunny Wife

Hearing this, her face changed, her head dropped suddenly, and she bit him on the shoulder of his white shirt.

Nangong Yao snorted in pain, but he didn't escape.

Xia xiaonuan put saliva on his shoulder, raised his mouth and glared at him with warning, saying: "is it still closed?"

Nangong Yaoling immediately begged for mercy: "no more It's off. "

Xia xiaonuan was satisfied. Suddenly, her face changed and she took a breath.

Nangong Yaoling wiped her wound with a cotton swab stained with alcohol.

She called to avoid him and snatched the ointment from one side: "I don't need you. I'll do it myself!" With that, she picked up the ointment, went to the mirror and wiped her wound in front of the mirror.

It's about as long as the nail cap. It's not too deep, but it's still bleeding when it's wiped. It's a little shocking.

Nangong Yaoling gets up and walks behind her. Looking at her wriggling, she snatched the ointment from her hand.

"I'll give you some memory. Next time I'll see if you know how to protect yourself."

He said stiffly.

Finish saying, while helping her wipe good ointment.

Put the ointment down and put on a band aid.

Small warm looked in the mirror, should not leave scar?

Just thinking about it, Nangong Yaoling's hand had been stretched out from behind, kissing her neck from behind.

His handsome face was buried in her neck from behind, and the heat came up. Xiaonuan shivered all over.

A hand in front of the man unties her shirt.

Xiao Nuan snorted and grabbed his hand.

Turn over lingyao and place her on the mirror.

Xiaonuan's body fell on the cold mirror, with a burst of hot enthusiasm on it.

this time, she did not push him away, but could not help holding his head, and her whole heart was wrapped by a kind of tender feeling.

Her shirt slipped down and the man bullied her.

Liang Shaochen looks at the man in front of him with a look of chagrin.

"Liang Shao, that's all I know I I did all this by following the order of general manager Zhong I really don't want to hurt people... "

Liang Shaochen turned his pen.

The pupils narrowed.

"I see. Be careful these days. If you have anything, report to me immediately. "

"Yes, Liang Shao. By the way Liang Shao, President Zhong is going back to China today... "

"Tonight."

Liang Shaochen nodded.

"I see."

******

in the low-key and well decorated bar, the lights are blurred and interlaced.

the air smells of cigarettes and famous perfume.

In front of a round dance floor, some beautiful young men are dancing enchanting posture, to release.

In front of the bar, a bartender in uniform is moving his glass magnificently. Within a minute, he hands a cocktail to a girl.

The girl is very young, with blonde hair and fashionable dress. She takes the glass and looks at the young man with an empty seat.

The man's handsome white face in the flashing light, in this decadent space entangled by desire, seems to be out of place.

As if, he should not belong here, but Should belong to Er, it should be a place with elegant piano music, red carpet, noble gold and nobles.