The struggle and friction between the two is like a small game, bringing a more fiery temperature.

Ming Yulong's heart was crumbled, Rong Yi at this time was not the Rong Yi she saw on weekdays, he was full of a flame called anger, which burned her whole body and didn't know what to do!

Her struggles were unremedy—because she didn't have enough strength!

Her resistance was nothing to do - because she couldn't beat him!

Her shouting was nothing to make up for - because it was too far away!

Her strength was gradually draining, and the struggle became smaller and smaller, and finally by the slippery sweat on her skin, she broke out a hand from under his big palm, slapped him in the face, and scolded:

"Rong Yi, you are a pervert, you caught me here to try to snub me! If you've done so much and just want to do this kind of thing, then do it! ”

The body covering his body stopped suddenly, Rong Yi raised his head, looked at Ming Yulong's eyes, and suddenly there was a touch of desolation and loneliness in his eyes, but more than just now, it was a more angry color.

Turned over and sat aside, supported his forehead with his hand, and gently closed his eyes, "Ming Yulong, you"

He seemed to be unable to find a word to describe her in his erudition, and as if he couldn't say anything unpleasant to her, a word "you" was in his mouth for a long time, and he whispered:

"Do you think that I am made of iron cast steel, copper skin and iron bones, and I can bear any kind of thing or any kind of words, as if I have no consciousness?"

Ming Yulong looked into his eyes, his body stiffened, his lips trembled, and finally closed.

She struggled to stand up, held back the sadness in her heart, lowered her head and sorted out the placket that had just been opened because of the struggle, her fingertips trembled slightly, and the two buttons were not fastened for a long time.

I don't know if the humidity is too high in the weather, and everything in front of me is a little blurry.

After deducting it more than a dozen times, he finally let go.

She's so stupid that she can't even button a button.

Ming Yulong laughed at himself in his heart and looked up at the sky.

Blinked, trying to get rid of some heavier and heavier moisture.

As if the humidity wasn't enough, the dark clouds wandering in the thunder and thunderbolts finally released the moisture in them.

The downpour poured into the world, without a single buffer, and went straight into the rainstorm mode.

One drop, two drops, countless drops.

Those hazy moisture can finally flow down these raindrops, Ming Yulong pretended to be casual and stroked his wet sideburns, revealing a smile that he thought was the most heartless:

"Rong Shizi lost his temper just now, I won't take it to heart. It's not early, I'm home. ”

Rong Yi stood beside her and looked at her, watching her tremble with her fingertips unable to hold a single buckle, watching her face up to the sky to cover up the hot liquid, watching her pretend that nothing had happened, and when she turned around to leave, her streamlined and delicate chin was slightly retracted, and he reached out and touched her acupoint.

"What are you going to do?!" Ming Yulong stood in place, looking at Rong Yi in shock, her eyes were densely packed with rain lines, and she looked at the man in front of her vaguely, her tone frightened and annoyed.

Rong Yi stood in the torrential rain, the night rain was continuous, like silver beads falling, smashing on his body, sliding down the gorgeous brocade purple robe, and drawing crystal marks on the grass, like the most precious teardrops.

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Lian Lianwan was even more tired