The devil bullies the upper body: baby, you are so sweet

Chapter 281 I Miss You, I Miss You So Much I Can't Sleep
"Yaoyao, 5 minutes, only 5 minutes," Gu Lian covered her belly in pain, her small face wrinkled into twists in pain, "You sit in the private room, and when I come back from a bathroom, we will leave immediately."

The little witch's complexion changed, and after a while, she sighed helplessly, "...Okay, I'll wait for you here, you go quickly."

What you've been waiting for.

Gu Lian was secretly happy, and finally tricked the little witch to stay. Although it was only 5 minutes, it was... enough.

Standing up with difficulty, he moved to the outside of the box.

Standing up, Gu Lian's small face was covered with frost, staring coldly at the closed door.

"Yaoyao, you are too stupid."

Unzipped the bag, took out the remote control, and pressed it without hesitation. The blackened Xiaobailian stood outside the door, waiting quietly.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes—

"Crench."

Pushing open the door and entering, Tingting curled up, walked to the sofa, stared at the little witch who was fainted on the sofa, a smile appeared in Gu Lian's eyes.

Unexpectedly, the drug is quite effective, and now, it saves a lot of trouble.

Taking out the white gloves from the bag, Si Li slowly put them on, Hei Hualian leaned over, took out the phone from the little witch, grabbed the little witch's right thumb, stuck the phone on, and unlocked it successfully.

……

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts."

Song Yu wanted to cry very much, very much, because... the aftereffects of the fight had occurred.

Not to mention his whole body was sore and limp, the arms and legs hit by the little witch were in a rhythm of breaking, and the pain was so painful that he wanted to hit the wall.

Even if she turned over, she would be dragged to the place where she was beaten, and the pain was almost to death. Song Yu, who was paralyzed on the bed, had nothing to love and cried.

What's even more frustrating is that when I got home tonight, I wanted to get away with it, but my mother grabbed my arm and screamed in pain.

Under the torture of his mother to extract a confession, Song Yu, who was stubbornly resisted by his spouse, finally... confessed honestly.

As a result, he was ordered by his mother to recuperate on the bed, and he was not allowed to sneak to the opposite door to find Shen Yan, otherwise... his leg would be broken!

"Oh, my heart is very tired and painful," Sheng Wukelian Yu pursed his mouth, "I'm all injured, so don't let me get bored with my relative Shen Yan for a while, talk about love, divert attention Powerful."

"There is no beauty to be my spiritual food, but why should I spend this long night?"

Shen Yan.

Shen Yan.

Shen Yan.

Shen Yan, Shen Yan, Shen Yan!

Her mind is full of kissing and kissing her boyfriend, Song Yu feels a little melancholy in her heart, she really wants to be held in Shen Yan's arms, she really wants to hear Shen Yan say earthy love words, she really wants to hug her and hold her high .

"...No!" Song Yu sat up abruptly, his eyes glowing green, "I must see Shen Yan, right now, right now!"

Get out of bed at the speed of light, put on shoes at the speed of light, run to the door at the speed of light... quietly lock the door.

Then, Le Diandian jumped onto the bed, picked up her phone, and happily clicked on the video call.

Hehe, Song Yu smiled smugly, if you don't let me sneak out, can I not see Shen Yan?

"Little fish, haven't you slept yet?"

Oh, hello, this provocative and provocative voice made the nymphomaniac's heart tremble three times, and his legs were limp.

Looking straight at Shen Yan's prosperous beauty, the nympho fish said softly, "Brother Xiao Yan, I miss you so much that I can't fall asleep."

Cupid's arrow pierced through the phone screen and pierced Shen Yan's heart.

Like the spring breeze in my arms, melting the coldness of my heart.

The corners of his mouth slightly curled up, Shen Yan's black eyes were deep in love, and he greedily looked at Song Yu who was acting like a baby with him, "I miss you so much, too, I can't fall asleep thinking about you."

　As soon as the heroine is online, she can't help being sweet, and if she doesn't pay attention, the word count will exceed.
　　Forget it, let the little witch faint for a while, and then write about her after the hero and heroine have sprinkled the sugar,
　　third watch,
　　Kneeling for tickets
　　
　
(End of this chapter)