Allowed to get into the car with Wen Yang's support, step on the accelerator and go.

Five minutes after they left, the police arrived and wiped out the gang of accomplices.

But because a few people were seriously injured, they had to be taken to the hospital for treatment.

In the car, Wen Yang was stunned, looking at the gradually disappearing coastline outside the car window, and was a little melancholy: "You didn't have to push me just now, you were injured for me." ”

"You are my daughter-in-law, as long as I am here, I will not let you get hurt. Feel sorry for me? ”

The tone of the tolerance was very brisk, and the corners of his lips were actually smiling?!

"You're still laughing? Scared the hell out of me! Why don't you dodge? ”

It was true that he could have avoided it completely, but at that moment he just raised his foot, and he wondered if she would feel distressed in her eyes after he was injured.

The man who had his legs cut off was seriously injured, and his strength in cutting people was not great, and the flesh wounds were also due to the sharpness of the machete.

Behind the permission is like a pair of eyes, everything is in his calculations.

He wasn't stupid enough to wait for someone to come and cut or dodge, he just disdained the man who cut him and didn't believe that he could cut himself.

"I can't hide from my foot cramps." Allow to look back at her.

Wen Yang had a small face, not knowing whether he was angry or worried about him.

"How did you come back?" Wen Yang turned her head, and now she really settled down, the two eyes were entangled, and she hurriedly dodged.

I was allowed to catch it and chuckled.

"Why are you like that? Doesn't the wound hurt when you laugh? Wen Yangqi hurriedly leaned over to look at the wound in his abdomen.

"I'll come back to see you, little injury, don't worry."

"How can it be a minor injury? It's all bleeding .... You can't even move your calves! Wen Yang disagreed.

What she saw in her eyes was that Tolerance's stomach was hurt, and his calf was also hurt, how could he still laugh?

What's so funny?

It was he who was hurt, what the hell was he laughing at?

"As soon as you say it, I suddenly feel pain, ah! It hurts! What to do? The expression on Allow his face changed, and sweat flowed down his face.

The coastline outside the window disappeared completely, the fiery red sun gradually rose, and the two of them were squinted slightly by the sun's rays in the car.

Wen Yang heard him cry out in pain, and hurriedly opened her coat to stop bleeding to check the wound, she was now lying on her allowed leg, and her movements were very ambiguous.

If someone who didn't know passed by them, they would definitely feel that Wen Yang would be allowed to do that kind of shame again.

Seeing Wen Yang's perfect figure at this time, her two rounds somewhere were softly attached to his legs.

He almost lost his mind, but the smile on the corner of his lips did not decrease, this woman is not hard-hearted, and she knows that she feels distressed.

He pretended to be in pain and cried out, "Oh! You've hit a wound! ”

Wen Yang hurriedly got up and said apologetically, "I'm sorry! I don't look at it. ”

She was about to get up, but she was allowed to press down with one hand and said, "Help me blow it, it's better to blow it." ”

"Really?" Wen Yang was skeptical.

But it seems that after being injured when I was a child, adults taught children to blow the wound, as long as they blow gently, it hurts?

She gently took off the clothes to stop the bleeding, pounced on the tolerable leg and pouted her little mouth "whirring" and blew softly, whispering while blowing, "Is it better?" ”

The allowed wound was blown so gently by her, the wound was as crisp and itchy as a feather brushed, and with her deliberately softened voice, the soul was as if soothed, and the body and mind were happy.

However, he still shouted: "It hurts, blow a little longer, lighter." ”

Wen Yang had no choice but to continue to lie on his lap and continue to puff up his cheeks in small gulps, blowing on both cheeks, until the blow made both sides of his face sore, and asked again: "Is it better?" ”

Rong estimated that her mouth should be sour, so he let her go.

Wen Yang got up, allowed the car to look straight ahead and said to Wen Yang: "Help me see if I have worms on my face, I can't drive anymore." ”

As soon as he said this, Wen Yang immediately nervously leaned over his face to look at it seriously, but the next second, her soft red lips were allowed to choke, take a sip!

Allow a wicked laugh and say: "It's quite active, don't kiss white, don't kiss!" ”

Wen Yang realized that he was being teased, sat up straight, puffed out his little face and said angrily: "You did it on purpose!" ”

"No, you took the initiative to come to my mouth."

With a smile on his face, he continued to step on the accelerator, constantly speeding up, Wen Yang turned pale with fright, and shouted, "You slow down!" It's so fast! ”

"Scared? Kiss me and I'll slow down. "Allow you to step on the gas pedal and keep accelerating.

This speed is pediatric for him, and he sometimes drives when he is on a mission!

But for Wen Yang, who has never sat in a car faster than 80 yards, of course he will be afraid.

"No, stop!"

Wen Yang was unyielding, holding the handrail on the top of the car with one hand, her face being cooled by the whirring wind.

Without slowing down, Wen Yang finally gave in in the constant fright and pecked him lightly on the lips.

was kissed by her like this, and allowed her to step on the brakes and bully her to the fullest.

Wen Yang realized that the car had stopped, and they were now on the road on this side of the resort, and the lips were cold and had a fresh smell.

She wanted to push him away, thinking that he had injuries on his body, and if she pushed, she was afraid of pulling his wounds, so she had to let him.

But her lips were tightly closed, and she was allowed to be probed on her lips for a long time, but she refused to open her mouth, and he took a bite of her, and finally forced her to open her mouth.

So his lips and tongue were entangled with hers, and before he knew it, Wen Yang hugged Tolerance's back devotedly.

Gradually, she began to respond to his enthusiasm.

The two responded enthusiastically in the early morning sun, and Wen Yang finally confessed to him about his body's demands and entangled each other to the death.

Wen Yang finally couldn't stand his excessive enthusiasm and broke free from taking a deep breath, panting lightly and said, "For the sake of your injury, I let you succeed." ”

Allowing his smile to deepen, he pursed his two thin lips, deliberately stretched out his tongue and spared the lips and said, "It's it bullying you, not me." You can also bully it. ”

The implication of his words is the fault of his tongue, and it has nothing to do with him.

Wen Yang was laughed at by him, pointed at him and said, "Shameless! It's cheap and good. ”

"You don't have to be cheap? Who was the most energetic just now? Almost swallowed my tongue. ”

Wen Yang's face burned and turned red behind her ears, and her index finger poked into Rongxu's shoulder and said, "It's you." You're the most motivated! ”

Allowed to laugh, a smile that touched the wound on his stomach, and he frowned and snorted softly.

Wen Yang asked nervously, "It hurts again?" Don't laugh! ”

"Blow it on me again?" Allow you to wink at him.

Originally, Wen Yang was reluctant, but she really couldn't stand it, and her eyes flashed as if she was begging her.

At the moment when she was about to bow her head, the whole upper body Bai Rong hugged hers, and his lips and tongue pressed against her again, no matter how much she struggled, it was useless.

It seemed like a century had passed, and Allow finally let go of her and bit her lip a few times.

"Hooligans!" Wen Yang blushed and scolded him.