Chapter 37: What a scheming girl

"Who do you think is a toy? You TM is inflatable - doll, who inflated you, look at you floating! Floating! ”

Tang Ximu irritablely grabbed the bathing tools next to him, shower gel, brushes or something, smashed into his body without long eyes, and slammed it on him when he touched something, regardless of whether it was his face or his mouth.

Annoyed her, she made his little life difficult!

Zhang Tinghan smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen through Hongchen: "Woman, you just want to attract my attention so much, in order to attract my attention, you are really unscrupulous, what a scheming girl!" ”

He even pulled down the collar to reveal his wheat-colored skin.

“fuck!” Tang Ximu burst out directly, she really couldn't bear this narcissistic man, and she dared to tease the old lady.

I really want to stand up and beat him viciously, so that I can know what happens if I don't choose what to do.

But now she's too slippery to stand up......

Although he is drunk now, he may wake up tomorrow and remember nothing. But she still can't save face.

Zhang Tinghan carefully looked at the lotus in the water as if he was tasting a glass of fine wine, but at this time, the lotus had changed a little, becoming delicate, and his face was slightly red, which was very pure and moving, delicate and gorgeous.

He couldn't hold back the beast in his heart, and accidentally let the beast out of the cage.

Suddenly, I didn't know what he was doing, so he pounced and fished out the lotus root in the water.

In his strong arms, Tang Ximu fluttered and struggled dishonestly like a fish with slippery hands.

"Ah, Zhang Tinghan, what are you crazy about, let me down, let me down!" Her hands fluttered, slapping him in the face, trying to wake him up.

"Woman, be honest, or I'll throw you downstairs!" Zhang Tinghan's cold threat.

His body was unsteady and shaky as he walked, and every step was heavy.

"Let go of me, let go of me!"

Tang Ximu was not afraid of his words and was obedient, he still struggled desperately with all his strength, and even bit his arm fiercely with sharp teeth, biting out two rows of bloody tooth marks.

Zhang Tinghan frowned and endured the pain, hugged her restlessly harder, slowly carried her to the bedside, and threw her on the bed roughly.

Because of inertia, Tang Ximu bounced up on the bed like a thing, just for a second.

Tang Ximu immediately grabbed the quilt to cover his body, tightened to the corner, and seized the last shred of hope to advise him: "Zhang Tinghan, you are not sick, you can see clearly, I am not your Miss Shen, I am the Tang Ximu you have always hated!" ”

Zhang Tinghan stood beside the bed, frowning impatiently: "I'm not drunk, woman, you talk too much nonsense!" ”

He climbed onto the bed in a rage, lifted the cup from her with one hand, and threw it to the floor with ease, like throwing a piece of paper.

Tang Ximu was dying and struggling, grabbed the pillow on the side and continued to block herself, threatening angrily: "Get out, I'm not kind to you when you're like this!" ”

But then he effortlessly dragged him over and threw him to the ground.

She touched the bed around the bed indiscriminately, trying to continue to resist, but it was empty?!

Tang Ximu looked back at him in shock, and couldn't see clearly that a hungry wolf pounced and pressed her underneath.

She doesn't have any pleasant feelings now, she just thinks that he is so heavy and heavy, like Sun Wukong who is pressed by Wuzhi Mountain.

I can't move if I want to, I can't struggle if I want to.