Sweetheart,Come Back!

He looks to the left and right, but he doesn't see anyin. He doesn't know whether Liu Aijia is successful or not.

Looking at the closed secret room door again, he was startled by the cold and sharp eyes of Qin Jian. He quickly moved his eyes away and pretended to be OK. He coughed and walked slowly.

Qin jianleng watched Qin Xiu go far away and ordered Ali to come with the old man, "Ali, you can watch here, wait for it to be burned up and deal with it."

"Yes, third young master."

Qin Jian pushes the door open, and his sight falls directly on an Yin's T-shirt.

Anyin quickly backed away.

Qin Jian sees more blood on anyin's shoulder, and her face is whiter, knowing that she can't take off her clothes at all.

He lifted an Yin up and sat down on the soft bed for treatment.

"Pain..."

An Yin didn't finish her words, but she was pulled into his arms. She couldn't stand still. She fell down and sat astride on his leg.

Although he was well dressed, his posture was as ambiguous as it was.

Anyin thought of changing clothes for him before. Her face was as red as a cooked prawn, and she was in a hurry to get off him.

He took her in his arms and watched with interest the dying beast in his arms.

The injury on anyin's shoulder had hurt her so much that she didn't have much strength left. After a while, she was so tired that she didn't have to struggle.

Qin Jian began to speak lazily, "why didn't you move? I'm feeling comfortable. If I move again, maybe I'll... "

An Yin Zheng for a while, just found that she was sitting somewhere, I do not know when has a reaction, she struggled, naturally in that thing.

At that moment, an Yin's heart was dead, her body was stiff, and she even stopped breathing for fear of bringing more caress.

"Let me go."

He gave her a slight glance and his eyes fell on her shoulder.

Her clothes on her shoulders were almost completely dyed red by the bleeding.

Qin Jian grabs her collar, a force.

With a hissing sound, the fabric of the garment was broken, revealing the wound that had been scratched by the wolf's paw.

Her skin was too white and tender, and her flesh and blood were blurred. The wound was particularly striking. The blood oozed slowly, but the skin around the wound was black and blue.

He gently stroked the wound with his fingertips. "Does it hurt like this?"

Anyin's wound is burning and painful, but Qin Jian touches the wound with his hand, but he can't feel the pain, only a little numbness.

He shook his head.

Qin Jian fingers hard, "how about this?"

An Yin shakes her head again, "press down but do not ache, feel numb."

Qin Jian's pupil shrank.

The claws are poisonous.

Push aside anyin's long hair wet by sweat on the side of her neck and lower her head.

An Yin thought that Qin Jian would bite her again. She thought of the moment when she was bitten by him last time, the pain that penetrated into the bone. Before he opened his mouth, she felt that the pain was terrible.

"I'm all hurt. Are you going to bite me?"

"Well."

"Why?"

Qin Jian said, "you don't bite."

Anyin is angry. Who owes it?

He ya just owe bite, open mouth to bite to him, bite him dead.

His eyes a dark, side head to avoid, homeopathy bow head, lip falls on the wound of her shoulder.

An Yin breathes heavily.

Warm breathing gently brushed her shoulder, and her soft tongue licked the wound.

The slight prick gradually turns into crisp and soft numb itching, scratching the heart and lung, and arouses the body's instinctive desire.

The brain is hot, the hand slides toward his belt buckle.

He raised his eyes, looked at her with a smile, and suddenly forced a suction!

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