Military marriage lingering: big president, little sweetheart

How could that be?

How could he have been so badly hurt?

Who did it?

Who could have hurt him so badly?

As soon as Li beijue saw her tears, he couldn't help pulling her up. He bit her teeth and pulled her over. He reached out and rubbed her face rudely. He growled fiercely, "didn't I say you can't cry if you want to see it? Don't cry, you hear me

She cried more than stabbing him with a knife. He was irritable and wanted to kill.

"No crying!"

Chi En clenched her lower lip and tried to hold back her tears, trying not to let it fall. But it's really too difficult. She can't see the big and small wounds on his body. She pressed herself to death, covering her mouth with her hands. Her body trembled in shock, and her tears rolled out.

"Damn it Li beijue's heart is like being stabbed! Clamp her shoulder, "don't cry, cry again, do you believe I block your mouth."

Chi En really couldn't control himself. His body vibrated slightly.

“shi-t！”

man

The taste of Chi En's red lips is the same as what he just imagined, sweet and soft, which makes people want to swallow her and rub her into the blood.

He pries open her lips and teeth and brings up her tongue. The side effect of flynn-125 sweeps every cell of his body uncontrollably again.

His kisses are just like his people, like flames, like burning people.

Chi En en was pressed on the wall by him and forced to cooperate with his action. The electric shock like current flowed through the base of her tongue. She tried to push him out with the tip of her tongue, but only in exchange for a new round of stronger possession!

The water from the nozzle is cold, but it's hot.

Half cold water, half flame.

Chi En has the illusion of ice and fire.

She instinctively wanted to struggle, but at the thought of the wound she had just seen, she did not dare to move, with the bear of this hot kiss.

man

His eagle eyes fixed firmly on Chi En en, as if to see a hole in her eyes, thin lips touched, "finally don't cry?"

Chi En took a breath, but he didn't relax because of his words. His heart was still tied together. He put his hands on his chest, frowned, looked up and asked, "Li beijue, what's the matter with your injury?"

man

Chi En en heard that he didn't want to say anything. He pursed his lips and took the initiative to turn away the topic. He leaned over to help him with solemn expression. "I'll take you to the hospital."

She had a natural fragrance that she did not perceive. It was not like the smell of bath milk, nor was it like perfume.