She was exhausted and lethargic.

The man licked her earlobe and asked her in a low voice, "Where did he touch you?" ”

Luo Nanchu suddenly woke up from his stupor.

She opened her eyes and saw the man's more and more sexy and dazzling face in qing's desire, his deep and dark eyes were soaked in *** color, but a touch of coolness was hidden in it.

Luo Nan couldn't help but shudder.

"Did he touch you here?"

“…… Probably so......"

"What about here?"

"I don't remember ......"

"And what about here?"

The slightly cool fingertips crossed the side of the red leg that was hit by him, and the man asked in a soft tone.

Luo Nanchu hurriedly shook his head.

"Nope."

"Didn't you?"

She nodded like a chick pecking rice.

The man's eyes were cold, and he patted her little buttocks with a "snap", and said coldly: "Liar." ”

Rolled her over and pressed her back on.

"Not really!" Luo Nanchu's miserable wail.

The man calmly and coldly said behind her: "I don't believe it." ”

I don't believe anything, you just want to find an excuse to be enough, right?

Luo Nanchu couldn't help but complain fiercely in his heart.

I don't know how long it took.

Luo Nanchu felt like he had fainted, and then woke up again.

It's tragic to find that the physically perverted guy is still working hard.

Seeing that she came to her senses, he smiled softly, bit her little ear and whispered, "Is it okay to tie you up and lock you at home in the future?" ”

Luo Nanchu hugged him: "It's not good. ”

He chuckled under his breath, "But what to do, I'd love to lock you up at home and not go anywhere." ”

His voice was still gentle.

Luo Nanchu hugged him tightly: "Don't." ”

"When you go out in the future, do you have to do things on your own behind my back?"

"Not anymore."

The man snorted and reached out to pinch her chin, "Huh? So well-behaved? ”

Luo Nanchu looked at his expression, distressed to death, raised his sore arm, hooked his neck and kissed him hard.

Fu Tingyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Luo Nanchu's gentle expression.

He really wanted to lock her in his room.

Her legs were chained.

Let her go anywhere except by his side for the rest of her life.

His pathological paranoia and possessiveness make it easy for him to do such inhumane things.

It's a pity that he still has his sanity.

He likes Luo Nanchu, but he doesn't like Luo Nanchu to hate him or hate him.

He could only regret sealing this thought back.

Clasping the back of her head, he lowered his head and pressed her against the bed and kissed her hard.

Engulfing her breath and making her tremble gently in his arms, so that all her senses could only feel his presence.

He needs her more than anyone else, and Luo Nanchu doesn't seem to understand this very well.

*

Luo Nanchu lay on the bed, tilting his head sideways to watch the man change the sheets over there.

She felt like even her soul had been drained by him.

If this is a criminal law, then it is definitely a very ecstatic way to die.

Fu Tingyuan threw the soiled sheets into the trash, and then put a new set on the bed.

After doing all this, he sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Luo Nanchu, who was half-dead by him.

looks pitiful, like a cat that has been bullied miserably, and even its hair has a sense of being bullied.

But it's just such a weak woman, as if she thinks she is very strong, trying to carry the burden of life without his consent.