Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

The number of warmth held him more hard, and still sobbing unsteadily, but not as trembled as it was at first.

晟 Thousands of inks put the little **** her lap, and the number of warm eyes was red, the water was covered with tears, and the tears that were wet with tears under the corner of her eyes couldn’t be said to be pitiful. He gently wiped his movements. Going to her tears, while slowing down: "This king wants to ask you something, you want to know it and answer it."

A few warm red eyes nodded, but at this time, I still did not forget to hold his neck with two small hands, as if only in this way can have some security.

Because I was afraid of scaring the little girl, the tone of the question was still faint: "Have you poisoned Shibuya?"

A few warm tears condensed: "No..."

Qian Qianmo asked her to wipe her tears and continued to whisper: "Why should you plead guilty?"

A few warm sputum: "Do not recognize, you must kill a few warm."

"Shibuya?"

The number of warmth shed tears and nodded.

Thousands of inks sighed and said, "This king knows."

He licked her loose, soft hair, and her voice was low: "Go on the trampoline, the king will give you medicine."

The number is warm but not willing, or holding his neck tightly, burying his tears in his neck, willingly move and will not move.

" Obedient." Qian Qian ink touched her little head.

The number of warm and stuffy whispers whispered, "Don't..."

晟 Thousands of ink gently raised his eyebrows.

Just because it seems that the little girl refused him for the first time.

She looks like this, and she is wronged and has a small temper.

晟千墨 did not force her, holding her by her, and waiting for the little girl to cry, tired, honestly squatting in his arms, and squatting The person on the leg was placed on the bed, knowing that she was injured behind her, let her sleep.

However, when she untied her skirt, she warmed up and stumbled halfway, and the little hand grabbed his big hand, vaguely saying no.

But this time, Qian Qian did not follow her. "You haven't taken the medicine yet."

The number of warm people slowly woke up, still holding his fingers and whispering, "I will take medicine myself..."

Look at her with a touch of faintness. "Can you give your own fart?"

Hearing the words, the number of warmth was completely awake, and the little face suddenly rose a touch of light red. "I, I... don't want the king to give me medicine..."

But thousands of inks have to be overbearing in this matter. In the end, she has pulled her skirt down. The number of warm faces is too red to burn. She always wants to cover herself, but she has two The paws are held down, "Don't move."

When I saw that I couldn’t resist myself, I simply buried my face in the pillow, and the roots of the ear quickly became red.

He is giving medicine to himself, his fingers, his gaze, and thinking about it, the number of warmth is ashamed and shameful.

Even if Qian Qianhan spoke to her and didn’t hear it, she felt that she was ashamed to be ashamed. She was so shameful that she couldn’t breathe until she reached out and touched her face with some fierceness: “You want to die. alone?"

The number of warm faces was red, and I was almost stunned to death in the pillow...