The door lock moved lightly, Su Shengsheng turned back sensitively, and where the door opened, was Luo Yuting in a suit.

"Come here." He said, his voice deep, very light and steady.

"Let me out." Su Shengsheng stared into his eyes.

Luo Yuting leaned against the door frame, "So, have you figured it out?" ”

"There's no reason you can do this to me!" She stood up, a little emotional, "Do you believe that I'm going to yell and bring everyone in the house over now?!" ”

"Whatever you want," Luo Yuting raised his eyebrows slightly, "You can give it a try." ”

He was too determined, too careless, and this look of everything under control made her disgusted, but helpless.

Su Shengsheng walked up to him and tried to push him away, but he took him into his arms and grabbed his wrist fiercely.

"Let me guess, what do you want to do now?" He looked into the depths of her eyes and said softly, "You're going to tell your Uncle Luo everything about me, right?" ”

Su Shengsheng looked at him stubbornly, "So what?" I should have done this, and then, stay away from you. ”

The corners of Luo Yuting's lips hooked slightly, "So, I'll lock you here and won't let you escape." ”

As he spoke, he hugged her tighter and leaned over to bite her lip harder.

A sharp tingling came from the corner of her lips, and before she could react, he stepped back and pulled her to the side of the couch in front of the window, and pushed her down on the couch.

She saw a few small dishes on the table, all of which were good at the chef in the house, but where did she have any appetite.

"I don't want to eat it." She looked up at him and said.

"So, you're not too hungry," he said lightly, "do you need my help?" ”

Su Shengsheng became alert, and shrank into the sofa, "You go out with these things now." ”

"Why? This is my room," he said, taking two slow steps and sitting on the edge of the bed to meet her, "if you really don't want to eat, we might be able to do something else." ”

Su Shengsheng instinctively hugged his thighs, close to his chest, and suddenly felt a tingling sensation between his legs.

"Don't come here." All the confusion of last night unexpectedly resurfaced in her mind.

Luo Yuting's picturesque eyebrows and eyes suddenly softened, and he said lightly: "Did it hurt you?" ”

Su Shengsheng's heart trembled, and he quickly looked away.

"I'll see." He had somehow walked up to her, crouched down, and looked up at her.

His eyes were special, as dark and bright as black jade, sharp and cold when he didn't speak, at this time, he looked at her like this, those eyes seemed to contain a thousand words.

When she was in a trance, Luo Yuting had already lifted her long skirt.

At this time, she had just changed into a snow-white gauze skirt in the morning, light and soft, covering her bruised legs.

He pinched her slender ankles at once, no matter how hard she struggled, and looked intently at the base of her legs.

"Luo Yuting, are you crazy?!"

She was pinched by him, and her legs kicked wildly.

His eyes darkened and sank like the sea, his suppressed breathing was still heavy, and the sound vibrated her eardrums.

"Don't move." He said.

He got a small box of ointment from nowhere, the color of mutton fat, and the elegant aroma diffused.

He dipped a little of it and was about to rub it on the center of her leg.

Su Shengsheng knocked his hand off at once, "Don't touch me!" ”

Luo Yuting looked at her deeply, suddenly lowered his head, and grabbed the tender flesh on her inner thighs.

"Uh-huh......" Su Shengsheng groaned softly, and the scorching tingness there made her whole body tremble.

As if encouraged, the tip of her tongue slowly licked from bottom to top along the muscle texture on her inside, and finally approached the edge of her panties.