Uncle, you are not good

On the road, the black BMW shook violently.

Bai Luochuan did what he said, and with his nimble fingertips carrying the remaining warmth, his graceful hands that seemed to be playing the piano cleverly lit a fire on Lin Rui's body.

A strange feeling hits my whole body.

Lin Ruihong blushed.

There seemed to be thick honey in his mouth, with tenderness and different feelings spreading in his eyes, a strange feeling was growing in a place that Bai Luochuan hadn't discovered, he hoarse voice, every time he took a sip, he muttered "Uncle, You smell so sweet...I...like...you...uncle..."

Lin Rui felt that he was about to be melted.

He didn't want to move anything, didn't want to, didn't want to move.

Two voices appeared in my mind, one called him; enjoy it, indulge yourself to your heart's content, you will feel very happy; the other voice ordered, this is betrayal, and the mirror will not let you go.

Lin Rui's head was very dizzy, he didn't know if it was caused by the medicine, or he was entangled in problems.

The dense sense of strangeness like a storm burned Lin Rui's rationality like a raging fire.

Swimming hands comforted him back and forth, waiting for Lin Rui's fragility and loss of mind after he was released.

With an extremely secretive movement, Bai Luochuan's hands slowly explored.

The BMW is gone, and there is a Lincoln extended car.

Mo Qingtian's face was gloomy, the airflow in the car condensed, violent factors floating around, and heavy black air lingered.

On the steering wheel, an LCD screen was broadcasting the ups and downs in Lin Rui's car live.

The shadow bodyguards who followed retreated dozens of miles away. The leader's face looked unusually bad today, and his subordinates hid far away when they saw something wrong.

"...Lin Rui...you...actually..."

With a touch of ruthless hostility, Mo Qingtian held the steering wheel and twisted it, stepped on the horsepower, the hands of the watch rotated to full ticks, and the car flew towards the two cars like an arrow flying off the string.

You are like this, Lin Rui, you...

How can I lose my share... yeah... don't mind...

do not mind.