Invincible daughter-in-law

???? Lang Yan's face turned serious, and he went up to him, fighting with He Zhuolun.

???? In the dark, you punched and I kicked, very fiercely, each of them used all their strength to attack each other. In the end, they were punched several times on the body and face, and gasped for air in pain.

???? The two quickly separated, panting.

???? He Zhuolun couldn't help shaking his painful hands. Unexpectedly, this man who looked pampered had such a good fist and kick, like a specially trained special soldier, his fist was so hard that he could kill a person with one punch.

???? Lang Yan also quickly rubbed his sore arm.

???? He had investigated He Zhuolun before, of course he knew that He Zhuolun had been trained, but he didn't know how powerful he would be. He thought He Zhuolun just learned some self-defense skills, otherwise, there wouldn't be so many bodyguards to protect him.

???? But the fact is not like this, the other party is not empty air at all, so it is not an option to continue fighting, everyone can't get cheap.

Lang Yan looked at the bed behind He Zhuolun, his eyes moved slightly, and suddenly, he threw himself on He Zhuolun, throwing him down on the bed, then wrapped his feet around He Zhuolun and closed his eyes: "sleep."

???? Then, I started snoring.

???? "..." He Zhuolun pushed him: "Get up."

???? Lang Yan lay motionless on his body as if he was really asleep.

???? "You press me like this, how can I sleep?"

???? Lang Yan finally moved his body, half-pressing He Zhuolun.

???? He Zhuolun pushed Lang Yan away and sat up, took out the wound medicine from the bedside table, and applied it to the painful area: "Do you want to apply the medicine?"

???? He knew how hard his strike was. If he were an ordinary person, he would have already beaten him to the ground.

???? Lang Yan directly rested his head on He Zhuolun's lap, asking him to apply the medicine for him.

???? "..." He Zhuolun found that this person was usually like a gentleman, polite and polite, but he was no less than a scoundrel.

???? He turned on the bedside lamp, Lang Yan couldn't get used to the light, so he squinted his eyes. When he saw He Zhuolun who looked like a big tabby cat, he let out a snort and laughed: "Your face, hiss, haha, looks like a pig's head, hiss , hurts, hurts."

???? He quickly covered the cracked corner of his mouth, but seeing He Zhuolun's handsome face bruised and swollen by him, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

???? "Like a pig's head?" He Zhuolun narrowed his eyes.

???? I don't know who just punched him in the face to death, it was simply jealous that his face was prettier than his.

???? He Zhuolun poured the wound medicine on his finger, then pressed it to the corner of Lang Yan's mouth, and applied it vigorously.

???? Lang Yan was so painful that he almost shed tears: "He Zhuolun, do you want to murder your husband?"

???? "Huh? Husband?" He Zhuolun pressed harder: "My husband, are you comfortable?"

???? Lang Yan found that the more he appeared to be in pain, the harder He Zhuolun exerted himself.

???? "Well, it's so comfortable, my dear, you can use a little more force, yes, that's it, ah, oh, uh, put in more force, my dear, ah!"

???? He suddenly changed into a look of enjoyment, as if calling for spring, causing the corners of He Zhuolun's eyes to twitch fiercely. He quickly pushed Lang Yan away, turned off the light and went to sleep.

???? Lang Yan didn't bother him anymore, picked up the quilt on the ground and lay back on the bed. Because of the fight just now, he was so tired that he quickly fell asleep.