Su Yanjue's body also leaned back with her movements, and said resolutely: "Don't help." ”

The anger reached a peak, and Ran Yun casually picked up the pillow on the sofa and threw it at him. Then he reached out and pinched his arm violently, "You don't help me, you don't help me." ”

In the past, Ran Yun would often use all her strength to pinch Su Yanjue's arm when she did something she was not satisfied with, so that sometimes Su Yanjue's arm was covered with bruises and purple scars.

"You rejected it so thoroughly that you didn't think about it at all." Now Ran Yun still didn't stop the movements of her hands, and she even pounced on Su Yanjue's body. The movements of her hands did not stop at all, and even more violently.

The cufflinks of Su Yanjue's shirt had been torn off by her and thrown to the side, not satisfied with pulling Su Yanjue's shirt through the shirt in Ran Yun. So much so that he showed not only his arms, but even a large part of his chest.

Now, Ran Yun has a place to use.

She ignored the small space under her feet, and ignored the close bodies of the two, and straddled Su Yanjue's body. With her bare hands, she pinched him, hit him, threw pillows at him, threw magazines, threw everything she could reach.

"Okay, you Su Yanjue, you dare to refuse me, you dare to treat me like this." Ran Yun was so angry that he even had a plan to stretch out his hand and strangle Su Yanjue in front of him.

For a moment, she felt that Su Yanjue was bullying her with Zhong Li's mother and daughter. And it was this simple moment that made her unable to suppress the power of the desolation in her body, just like she did ten years ago in front of him unreasonably, showing off her might.

On the other hand, Su Yanjue, at this time, he no longer has the handsome feeling he had before, neither majestic nor elegant. A crumpled shirt, short unkempt hair, a redness that had already grown between the arms and chest, and a few small wounds.

Although his condition is not very good, although he is tall and pressed under Ran Yun, he looks very spineless. But his hands were not protecting himself, but behind Ran Yun, for fear that she would lean back unsteadily. And, if you look closely, you can still see a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

This feeling has been lost for a long time, and it has not been seen for a long time.

For a long time, it was not until the strength in Ran Yun's hand gradually weakened, and it was not until Ran Yun was panting tiredly that Su Yanjue made up his mind to end this farce with some unfinished intentions.

His arms, which had always been behind Ran Yun, slammed her whole body in his arms, and turned around with lightning speed, pressing her under him.

The sudden movement startled Ran Yun, her hands were tightly restrained by Su Yanjue, and her eyes widened to look at him who was close at hand.

At this moment, she gradually came out of the situation just now. It's crazy that she would do such a thing.

"Enough is enough." Su Yanjue deliberately turned a cold face, trying to deter her without much effort.

But what Ran Yun couldn't stand the most at the moment was the agitation method, and the emotions that had been somewhat stabilized were aroused by Su Yanjue again.

"Not enough, of course not enough. You let me go, I haven't fought enough. Ran Yun shouted, but his heart was really flustered.

The distance between the two was too close, and she was nervous for a while.