Almighty heartthrob she's wild and sassy

Although the guests are too harsh, the shoes are well worn.

It came in handy at this moment, the quality of the rivet is impressive, and the tingling sensation is strong when it is hit on the hand, and the sharp point of the rivet is extremely sharp.

He actually drew red marks on the back of Bei Minghao's hand.

Looking down at the bright red marks, Beiming sneered from the bottom of his heart, this little leopard is still so sharp.

"On purpose?" Bei Mingyu laughed in a low voice, his voice hoarse.

"Not obvious?" Cheng Jialan shot back, every time she saw his appearance that everything was under control, she would get angry.

"The mouth is very sharp, and the strength is not bad." Bei Mingfei praised.

"do not move."

Suddenly, Beiming's tone became colder, and his eyes immediately locked on Cheng Jialan who was about to get out, fierce like a tiger, ready to go.

The long legs were lifted up high, and the taste was unbearable. Cheng Jialan tried to move her body and adjust the angle, but unexpectedly, she was directly beaten back by the man.

The man brushed the arch of Jialan's foot with his slightly rough palm.

One light and one dark, great visual contrast, inexplicably embarrassing, Cheng Jialan doesn't like the darkness in the house, so she has always had the habit of lighting aromatherapy lamps at night.

Today's aromatherapy flavor is white peach.

The elegant and delicate fragrance invaded the nasal cavity bursts, and it was more serene than orchids.

Cheng Jialan liked it very much.

Bounced by the gust of wind, the window is now wide open, and the wind flickers, driving the flame above the aromatherapy lamp.

So that the room is flickering and dark.

The atmosphere was instantly raised, and ambiguous bubbles filled the surroundings of the two of them, and Bei Minghao's big palm was still fanning the flames.

Walking around the women's shoes with calloused fingertips, Bei Ming's eyes aroused interest when he saw the jade feet that were not as big as his own palm.

"Let go!" Cheng Jialan yelled, but the opponent's hand was so strong that she couldn't move at all.

Hearing this, Bei Mingyu unexpectedly let Cheng Jialan go.

The shirt was slightly open, and the vigorous muscles were exposed, rising and falling with the breath, Cheng Jialan turned his eyes away from him, it really was...

Beauty, misleading people.

Bei Minghao stretched out his arms in a gesture of surrender, and then shrugged to signal Cheng Jialan that he could do it.

Crazy batch.

"Can you move your legs?" Cheng Jialan sneered again and again, saying that she is not an honest person, and this guy is also a black-hearted person?

The hand is loosened, but the legs are still not idle, playing word games with her, right?

Outside the window, the flowers are in the morning and the moon is in the evening, and the stars are like boiling.

The handsome face in front of him was exceptionally clear, and the tender pink blazing light hit the side of Bei Mingluo, forming a halo, as if wearing layers of colored glaze.

It took a long time, and Cheng Jialan didn't want to play anymore.

"It's late." She reminded.

"A hint, or an invitation?" Bei Mingluo replied bluntly, and had given Cheng Jialan a chance to fight back, but the other party didn't seem to be interested.

Grabbing the woman's ankle, the other hand gestured to catch her, the target was obvious:

It was Cheng Jialan's heart.

Depend on!

It's not spring anymore, so what's the matter with nothing?Cheng Jialan cursed secretly in her heart, and kicked the other leg forcefully, directly kicking Bei Minghao's waist.

The straps are stiff and harsh.

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Jialan grasped Bei Minghao's wrist with quick eyes and hands, and twisted it outward fiercely. The friction sound between the bones and joints was very subtle, but Cheng Jialan could still hear it clearly because the two were very close.

Three fingers firmly pinched Bei Minghe's wrist joint, Cheng Jialan didn't have the upper hand in strength, but...

She is very good at using cleverness, tricky angles, and hits the door directly.

Sweeping lightly at the slender fingers on his wrist, Beiming Juo fixedly looked at Cheng Jialan, the posture of the two of them was a bit weird right now.

Cheng Jialan stepped on Bei Minghao's heart with one foot, and he held the arch of his foot, and Cheng Jialan grabbed Bei Minghao's wrist to death.

The fate of the two of them was controlled by the other party, and at the same time, they also restrained the other party.

Nobody wins, but neither loses.

"I tell you to let go!" With Cheng Jialan's exclamation, the quiet atmosphere was instantly broken, and she fixed her eyes on Bei Minghao who was moving wildly, and she gritted her teeth.

The moment Cheng Jialan opened his mouth, Cheng Jialan gave up the offensive, and Bei Mingfeng felt more at ease.

He actually grabbed Cheng Jialan's high-heeled shoes and bumped into his wound!

This lunatic!

"Let go, can't you hear me?" Cheng Jialan couldn't get off the tiger, she didn't want to fight anymore, but this man still refused to let her go.

The heel of the shoe flicked quickly following Bei Mingyu's movements, and the shirt was completely pulled open, revealing the wound wrapped in gauze.

The deep red has already penetrated, and Cheng Jialan can only vaguely tell that it is a piece of white gauze.

"Are you crazy?" Cheng Jialan's tone was cold, she suddenly raised her voice, her face was extremely cold and stern, obviously angry.

"Do you care?"

"Go to the medicine."

"Qin Zeli, don't make me say it a second time." Cheng Jialan's beautiful eyes seemed to be frozen with ice, and Bei Mingju couldn't see them the most.

He grabbed Cheng Jialan's lapel and carried it in his arms, forcing her to cater to him.

After a bloody bite, both of them were out of breath, and the wound burst suddenly, making Bei Mingyu's face pale.

"Cheng Jialan, do you know how much your eyes hate people?"

"I really want to dig, it, it." After finishing speaking, Bei Minglu hooked out the tip of his tongue, gently sweeping the blood stains on the corner of the woman's lips.

"If you want to dig, do it, as long as you find an opportunity." She sideways dodged, and the moment she finished speaking, a ruthless aura burst out from her body.

"But now, go fuck me and obediently give me medicine!" Cheng Jialan sneered with his lips curled up, the coldness in his eyes was undisguised.

She squinted her eyes and looked at Bei Minghao, her aura was no less than that of a man over 190.

"Knock knock."

"Miss, do you need anything?" The little maid downstairs was worried about Cheng Jialan's accident, and immediately came to greet him when she heard the strange noise.

"Go, get the medicine box downstairs." Cheng Jialan ordered.

"Yes, Miss."

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"Da." Opening the medicine box, Cheng Jialan continued with the unfinished business just now, she was speechless, after arguing for a long time, didn't she want to serve him?

"Take it off yourself." Cheng Jialan's voice was dull.

"No hands."

Cheng Jialan: "..."

Seeing Cheng Jialan's appearance of wanting to tear herself apart, the cloud in Beiming's heart was gradually lifted.

He raised the wrist that was held by Cheng Jialan just now, it was slightly red and swollen.

"Hiss." Cheng Jialan threw away the cotton wool in her hand for the time being, and directly tore off the clothes on Bei Minghao's body. In the next second, she was under Bei Minghao's strange eyes...

Stretching out his long legs, he swept the clothes directly on the ground, and made a lot of noise along the way, making Bei Minghao frown.

That's cruel!

The mint-smelling potion soaked into the cotton wool, and Cheng Jialan put the cotton wool on the wound.

"Hmm-" The muffled snort was short and short.

"Crack!" The supplies in the medicine box were trampled by her, and the veins on both sides of Beiming Hao's forehead were agitated. Suddenly, Cheng Jialan tied the gauze tightly with force.

It's just that the force was so great that Bei Mingfeng almost didn't lose his breath.

"Da." The thrown tweezers fell steadily into the medicine box. During this period, Cheng Jialan also ordered the servant to bring a men's clothing.

She picked it up conveniently and threw it on Bei Minghe's head.

"Get out when you're done." After saying that, Cheng Jialan walked out of the room.

Bei Mingyu, who was suddenly attacked with his head covered: "..."

Ten minutes later, when Cheng Jialan returned to his room on time, he saw Bei Mingyu's motionless figure, standing where he was and being laughed angrily.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard bursts of regular breathing.

The man in his sleep no longer had that sharpness and gloom, instead he had a brighter air.

It would be great if it had always been like this.