It was the first time for Li Tingyuan to speak to her so coldly, and as he spoke, the strength of his hands was a little more.

Little Lori was wronged, hurt again, and cried even more fiercely.

"Woooooooooo......oo That's not what Mianmian meant. ”

Although she cried, she did not deny that she killed the person, but she did not admit that she wanted to escape from his side, and she still wanted to completely conquer this man, how could she escape.

Maybe it's because it hurts, her tears are getting more and more, her little nose is red, and she looks very pitiful, like an injured little white rabbit, innocent and weak.

Li Tingyuan stared at him closely, his eyes were cold and did not contain a trace of emotion, but his heart was twisted, and it didn't take long for him to finally stand her gaze begging for mercy.

The big hand let go of the jaw, and the little Lori's immature skin instantly turned a large red.

Liberated, she raised her fist and wiped her tears.

The more rubbing ...... The faster the tears flowed......

She tried to hold back her tears, sobbing: "Woo, Mian...... Isn't it already my brother's person? Why does my brother still distrust Mianmian......"

Trust?

After that incident, he believed no one but himself!

Li Tingyuan frowned, but he didn't interrupt her, and let her continue.

She held her mouth: "Mianmian, I'm afraid of being alone... Brother... Don't rush away, okay? ”

As she spoke, her hand took hold of his, her soft little hand intertwined with his fingers.

For this little Lori's coquettishness, Li Tingyuan was a little irritable, her unique sweet fragrance was fragrant, the atmosphere in the room was a little weird, and he wanted to go out to breathe.

It's a pity that as soon as she turned around, her waist was wrapped around her, and a soft and crying voice sounded behind her.

"Brother...... Don't go ......."

Li Tingyuan stopped.

Thinking of the feeling of powerlessness yesterday, his expression was gloomy: "What I want is not only that your people belong to me, but also that your heart is sincerely obeyed by me." ”

She whispered: "Mianmian knows ......"

Li Mianmian's obedient appearance made him even more irritable in his heart, and he only felt a nameless anger that he wanted to vent.

He turned to stare at her, his eyes were especially dark at the moment, like a deep winter night, deep and dark, and could draw people into it.

She stared into his eyes, her heart pounding, this dark look that seeped from her heart......

She loves it so much!

There is only one thought in my head: to get him, to possess him!

"Brother......

The immature and crisp voice on weekdays is now a little more hoarse and charming.

Li Tingyuan heard her tugging at the heartstrings, and couldn't control his impulse anymore, so he picked her up and threw her on the bed.

"Little one, you're playing with fire!"

Li Tingyuan's voice was infected by her, it was also low and hoarse, and it was like the melodious violin sound, tactful and beautiful.

Li Mianmian's apricot eyes were half-closed, and a hazy red halo emanated from it: "Mianmian, a woman who wants to be a brother......"

She said bewildermently, Li Tingyuan sneered, and rudely tore her skirt to shreds.

Wen Shiwan's things, he was very disgusted, he didn't allow his own people to be contaminated with her breath!

Li Mianmian's lips hooked slightly, she had already guessed, so she obediently changed into that woman's clothes at that time.

In the blink of an eye, Little Lori's smooth and snow-white skin appeared in front of her, like a perfect piece of mutton fat jade, which made people can't help but want to caress it.

Li Tingyuan couldn't hold it anymore, and her sexy thin lips were childish. The tender body left traces that belonged to him.

His big hand ravaged. Trampling her, the little man kept muttering, and at the same time the little hand was raised, trying to remove his clothes and pants.

Li Mianmian's voice at this time has an irresistible temptation. Confusion, he listened to it in his ears, and his heart was like a feather scratching lightly, crisp and numb.

When the atmosphere rises to its highest point, the breath of beauty in the house gradually rises.