It’s so cruel to make the prince cry! Goddess, her vest fell off

My bones are almost itching!

The driver stepped on the accelerator a little harder, and the car quickly passed through this cement road with several speed bumps.

The orange speed bumps across the road brought some bumps to the car.

Feeling the weak centrifugal force, Baiyang subconsciously held the shoulders of the man in front of her, looking out of the car with her cold and beautiful face.

Shangyuting hugged the deserted baby sheep tighter.

"What's wrong?" A certain warlord asked knowingly.

The cold young man was forced to rest his shoulders on the shoulders of the big man in front of him, and at the same time, he felt the temperature of his breath gradually getting hot at the tips of his ears.

"nothing."

"I think, sit down by yourself." The cold young man's voice was muffled.

The warlord, who looked ambiguous but obviously stunned, knew that he had been "rejected" again!

Licking his lips with his tongue, Shangyuting also looked in the direction where his child was looking. Outside the car window was the silhouette of dense landscape trees.

Outside the towering border protection network wall, separated by a not-so-wide river, is the destination where the children were originally going on this trip.

Shangyuting suddenly laughed out loud.

The cold young man wanted to turn her head without knowing why, but within a millisecond, her slightly tilted face brushed against the straight bridge of the nose of the oceangoing warlord, and she clearly felt that... her ears were being gnawed on!

Moist, hot, curly tongue, crispy and itchy, making people a little scared.

The cold boy struggled again.

This time, the serious act of chewing his ears was not interrupted by the cool young man surrounded by the warlords.

On the contrary, the strong and domineering movements, the wide and powerful palms, the cold and intoxicating breath, without exception, blocked the retreat of the cold young man.

Danger had already reached her lips, and Baiyang's arm between her and the warlord was squeezed out of shape.

Breasts even more so.

She even felt a little suffocated.

The intensity of struggle and the intensity of coercion are playing a silent game.

Bai Yang opened and closed his mouth several times for fear of being unable to escape, and finally bit the warlord's neck.

This position does not reach the Adam's apple.

Baiyang clearly heard the muffled groan coming from the man beneath him.

Above the teeth, there is a high protrusion, and the Adam's apple that rolls hard seems to break into his teeth several times.

Bai Yang's attention was focused on the space between his lips and teeth.

When the buttocks that had been pushed all the way were pinched hard by the warlord in front of him, the cold young man let go of his mouth in fear.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the boy's soft and unstained red lower lip was tightly covered by thin lips.

Suck and bite.

The cold young man ignored the "fight" on his upper body and was forced to use one hand to push away the big bastard's hand that was almost trying to break open half of her August 15th.

It's a pity that some battles with great disparity in power have an ending decided at the beginning.

The cold boy's resistance only made the ambition rolling in the eyes of a certain warlord become more fierce.

It is estimated that the game has reached the end, and only the last piece is left.

The cold young man bit back the warlord boss, but he didn't dare to use too much force and only had time to breathe.

The cold young man begged for mercy in a low voice: "Don't be here!"

"Please."

It was as if there was a hot, terrifying iron rod underneath him.

The cold young man's frightened tears hung in the corners of his eyes. He looked as if he had been bullied before he even started. It made people...want to see his "broken and blooming appearance..."