Lan Moying never thought that this madman would make such a move, she was stunned, she didn't know what to do! Her hands had been tied firmly by Ou Zhexi, and she could no longer use her hands to cover all the nakedness and nakedness she had exposed under his eyes.

Lan Moying was so angry that her face changed, and she turned over with all her strength, trying to make her whole body lie on the bed, so that her disheveled self didn't look embarrassed in front of him.

Lan Moying knew that she couldn't escape his troubles and ** today, she turned her head and looked at Ou Zhexi with cold eyes mixed with resentment, as if she had a posture of wanting to kill him.

"Ou Zhexi, you bastard, you madman, what do you want to do? Didn't you say you had no interest in my body? You scoundrel, madman!" Lan Moying lay on the bed and shouted with all her might. At this time, she was repeatedly reminding him that he was not interested in her body.

"Is it?, my dear wife, I don't have a very good memory, have I said that?Besides, you have said that you are pregnant in public, and I don't try my best to expose the lie?" Ou Zhexi looked at Lan Moying with a wicked smile, and the banter on his face made Lan Moying feel like he wanted to kill him immediately. However, she couldn't use her hands, so she could only stare at him with her eyes.

"You bastard, one day you'll regret what you did today!" Lan Moying looked at the terrifying demon in front of him and shouted through gritted teeth.

"Regret? I can't find the word regret in Ou Zhexi's life dictionary! However, it should be you who regret it, right? Regret approaching me, right? But it's too late! I have to thank you for your deliberate approach, otherwise where would I get such fine skin and tender meat to touch? You are really fine skin and tender meat!" Ou Zhexi said coldly, covering Lan Moying's body with his big hands, caressing it unscrupulously.

"Stop me, you scoundrel, you shameless bastard, you kind of untie my hand, I'm going to kill you!" Lan Moying's eyes were spewing fire, and his legs were jumping vigorously at Ou Zhexi, but he was moving his legs and was grabbed by Ou Zhexi's hand again.

"Look, what sexy legs, what clear skin, I really want to thank God for bringing me such a sexy and charming wife!

Lan Moying, who couldn't move his hands and feet, and was only covered by an open white shirt on his body, became desperate at this moment. She had already realized at this time that the relationship between this demon and her was just the beginning, and she didn't know how embarrassing it would be in the future, and today was just the beginning!

This kind of ** is really a great shame for Lan Moying. She bit her lip vigorously, biting until the corners of her mouth were oozing blood, she would rather die than suffer like this.

Taking advantage of Ou Zhexi's distraction, Lan Moying used all his strength to break free from the legs that were restrained by his big hands. She rolled out of bed, then tried to get up again with all her might, and then tried to escape the room.

Lan Moying knew that her hands were tied, and it was not easy to escape from here, but she still wanted to try to escape, and this kind of torture was to die and leave.

Then he used all his strength to stand up, but before she could stand firmly, she was pulled into his arms by Ou Zhexi again. He looked at her coldly, and Lan Moying's back was cold.

"What? Blame me for not serving well? Dear wife, you want to escape in such a hurry? Do you want to give a hug to a wild man? By the way, the way you roll on the ground is really tempting, it seems to be really good!" Ou Zhexi's words were cold, and his sentences were full of banter.

Lan Moying's eyes turned black with anger from these words, she looked at him coldly, then raised her head and smiled again and said indifferently: "Yes, I'm in a hurry to go to the wild man's arms to give me a hug, what's wrong? If you are interested, you are welcome to watch it as an audience! Now please untie my hand immediately, immediately!"

"Is it? You're in such a hurry to throw yourself into your arms, and let me be the audience? It's a pity, I only like to be the protagonist, not the audience!" The evil smile on the corner of Ou Zhexi's mouth spread at the corner of his mouth.

I saw him hug Lan Moying, and then covered his lips, endlessly asking for it, this kiss was provocative, with punishment, and the kiss made Lan Moying's lips red and swollen after a while. Lan Moying's struggle and protest were ineffective, and Ou Zhexi was like an enraged leopard, opening a battlefield on her lips.

Ou Zhexi kissed, and slowly he felt that the woman in his arms was no longer struggling, nor resisting, her teeth opened lightly, and Ou Zhexi's flexible tongue was infinitely entwined around her tongue. Ou Zhexi himself also felt strange, how could the punitive kiss get more and more tasteful? There was infinite sweetness in her mouth, which attracted him to go bravely.

Lan Moying, I really thought you were some kind of chaste martyr, it turned out to be a sassy woman who surrendered under the tenderness and sweetness of a man. The more Ou Zhexi kissed, the more proud she became, wasn't she easily conquered by him? When Ou Zhexi was smug, he suddenly felt a piercing pain, and with the smell of blood, he suddenly realized that this crazy woman bit herself and his tongue with her tongue fiercely.

Ou Zhexi looked at the bloodshot oozing from the corner of her mouth, and he really understood at this moment that she was pretending to be well-behaved just now just to come to this trick, and she was really ruthless and poisonous enough!

Ou Zhexi looked at Lan Moying in front of him coldly, and then gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand.

"Wife, are you really not ordinary, and you still want to murder your husband?" Ou Zhexi had a gloomy face and looked at Lan Moying with a gloomy expression.

"I won't let you go, you pervert, you bastard!" Lan Moying looked at the demon in front of him coldly, and said through gritted teeth.

"You don't have to be a ghost, just be my happy bride! How can I be willing to be such a flowery wife to be a ghost? Isn't that a waste? I forgot, your mouth is more restless than your hand!" Ou Zhexi looked at Lan Moying with a wicked smile, and then leisurely opened the drawer and took out a white towel while taking out the camera.

"What do you want to do? You neurotic, you can't die well......" Lan Moying hadn't finished speaking, her mouth had been plugged with a towel by Ou Zhexi, and she couldn't do anything at this time except for her eyes glaring at him, and then making a whining sound in her mouth.

"This look and posture are good, like someone has just been violent, wife, your action is really beautiful!" Ou Zhexi said jokingly, and then raised the camera to take a photo of Lan Moying desperately on the bed. Lan Moying couldn't do anything but let out a whining protest in her mouth and tears of resentment in her eyes.

The air in the room became very quiet for a while because of Ou Zhexi's movement of raising the camera, but Lan Moying, who was powerless to protest on the bed, inadvertently ignited the ambiguous atmosphere wafting in the air.