rebirth of wrong love farewell

If there is anything in this world that can scare Liang Nuoyi, it is Lan Youruo who is standing in front of him with a charming smile.

The boy tried his best to pull the solid handcuffs, looked at the person who was getting closer, and said pitifully in a trembling voice: "You~"

Lan Youruoyi smiled, making her seductive face more and more voluptuous like a seductive fox girl. Her fingers caressed the boy's distinct face, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

She sighed lightly, and the heat she exhaled spread across the boy's browbones and nose wings like an invisible transparent mist.

The boy's heart was moving violently, and the little person in his heart huddled up and shivered in a small corner.

He stared at the big watery eyes, pursed his lips tightly, revealing a curved arc, his weak and pitiful appearance made the girl pinch his cheeks and pull them out.

"It hurts, uh, it hurts~" the boy yelled inarticulately, but he pulled the restrained wrists harder and harder, trying to break the handcuffs.

Looking at his pitiful appearance, the girl's narrow and long eyebrows stretched out more and more, brightening the smiling eyes.

She gently let go, and under his dodge, the light-white index finger slid from the peak of his lips to his chest, soft and mischievous through his clothes, on the red bean on his right chest Draw circles on it.

Liang Nuo bit his lower lip tightly, and the numb and itchy touch from his chest made him want to hum softly. His eyes and pupils were as moist as if they were stained with a lake of water vapor. The eyebrows are curled up, softening the rigidity, and it is as shallow as a woman's careful painting.

Lan Youruo teased his sensitivities to the fullest, feeling his body that was beginning to soften, her eyes shone like a man with a cunning aura.

With a click, the boy looked down at the bound hands, then at the empty doorknob, and finally said in a crying voice: "You, I was wrong, I won't dare again."

Lan Youruo leaned over to lick his clenched lips, her voice was seductively hoarse: "Why didn't I know you did something wrong? Hmm~"

She pressed sideways, and pushed the boy heavily against the wall. Hearing his muffled groans, she turned her head, her eyes filled with that hidden gleam.

Her body pressed tightly against his body, touching his handsome face softly, that kind of tenderness was like water, that kind of tenderness and sweetness.

The boy leaned his head and kissed her forehead lightly, and said Nuo Nuo: "You, let me go~" He tried his best to be cute, looking at her with pitiful little eyes, trying to calm her down.

Lan Youruo smiled charmingly, shining like a meteor shower in the sky, she said softly: "As long as you lie on the bed, I will let you go."

Hearing this, the boy stiffened all over, looked at the girl who pressed him against the wall, covered his eyes, and suddenly exerted strength, his knees hit her. When she also pushed her knees, his shoulders slammed hard, and his waist immediately One turn to escape.

Lan You looked at him with a bright smile, and punched him with both hands at a high speed. Under his dodge, his right leg swung away with a wind-killing force.

Liang Nuo turned over one by one, and kicked his legs in the air, with the momentum of piercing through the air.

The legs of the two collided, and the void seemed to be in a state of collapse, but they were still at a level.

The boy fell to the ground, rolled to avoid her pedals, turned over, and the elbow that was cuffed to the wrist hit him upwards, but he didn't want to be caught by her.

The two looked at each other, one wanted to escape, and the other tried to stabilize.

Lan Youruo's eyes fell on him fiercely, and her voice was as clear as an illusion: "Do you really want to resist?"

Liang Nuo pursed his lips tightly and looked at her hesitantly, but at this moment, the girl gave him a slap.

The boy's body was repeatedly backed by the palm force, but he didn't expect the bed to be behind him, tripped over the edge of the bed, and fell on the bed.

The moment he got up, the girl pressed him back on the bed with a heavy blow, and the soft bed instantly undulated like waves.

Lan Youruo sat softly on his belly, looked at his twinkling eyes, leaned over his chest, tapped his fingers as if playing a piano.

She let out a stream of heat lingering on his face, and said with a faint smile: "Do you still want to run?"