(Cat flutter Chinese) She has changed...

She doesn't like flowers anymore, and she doesn't like him anymore...

Jing Mohao's eyes were unpredictable, but Luo Xi's expression staring at him was still resolute. v o d t . c o m

"Luoxi!" The man squeezed her name out of the corner of his mouth, as if it was a thunderbolt that rushed into the earth before the rainy night fell, with an incomparably dazzling flash and huge energy, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Regardless of whether the woman still has energy at the moment, whether she needs to eat and drink, the man directly presses her back on the bed and starts a new round of crazy ravage.

She dared to become what he Jing Mohao didn't understand.

The more she wanted to be out of place in his world, the more he felt she was indispensable.

Since when did he Jing Mohao have someone he can't live without...

Luo Xi tiredly endured the process that the two of them were extremely familiar with, she couldn't move, her chest was so hungry that her chest was close to her back, her eyes were full of stars, she gritted her teeth with what little strength she still had, and refused to give a sound to the man who worked her body.

The man asked her hard several times, until he felt that her teeth seemed to be loose, and then he was willing to carry her downstairs to eat with his conscience.

Luo Xi suddenly felt a burst of cold air, a slight bump, one eye barely half opened, and saw that the man had taken her out of the bedroom, walked downstairs, and entered the dining room.

A bowl of sparse egg custard had been set up on the table, and Luo Xi was placed safely on a chair.

Maybe he was too hungry, as soon as Luo Xi sat down, he instantly opened his eyes that were glued together, and quickly picked up the porcelain bowl with both hands as if he was snatching, and he didn't care about whether it was hot or cold, whether it tasted strange or not, and swallowed it together.

Jing Mohao turned around to the shelf and helped her get a spoon, and reached out to hand it over, but such a noble and slender finger hung in the air, but no one took it for a long time.

Jing Mohao was just about to speak, but when he looked back, he saw that the woman on the chair had already fallen asleep on the table, with an empty porcelain bowl in front of her.

The corners of Jing Mohao's lips were slightly hooked, he dropped the spoon and walked over to pick her up.

I can still eat now, and it's not bad.

At least it shows that she is still willing to live by her side, but she is still angry.

Jing Mohao stared at her tender little face and kissed her gently.

Luoxi, I don't expect you to dare to seek death and life!

Luo Xi is like this, like an inflatable doll, being left to sleep at home by a man all day long, waking up and being poured a bowl of egg custard from nowhere by a man, and then continuing to be ravaged by a man until he falls asleep again.

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Khan Su Hospital.

Jian Qing had just finished a gallbladder operation with a very difficult coefficient, and took a tube of the patient's bile to prepare for an experiment, He Yiru followed him out of the operating room.

"Master, are you going to eat?" He Yiru cared.

Her stomach began to wail, and he, the chief surgeon, must be very hungry.

Jian Qing pinched the test tube with three fingers, and lightly covered the tube with her palm to avoid the temperature of her palm from affecting the biochemical components in the tube.

This tube of bile was quickly collected by him on the operating table while everyone was busy controlling the patient's physiological indicators, after all, it was an experiment to be prepared secretly, there were no relevant ethical procedures, and the less people knew about it, the better.

Jian Qing leaned sideways slightly, and the corners of her eyes propped up a hint of relaxation and said, "You go eat first, I'll go to the laboratory." ”

He Yiru was not very relieved, and continued to ask, "So... Do you want me to bring you something? ”

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