Chapter 60: The bottom of my heart is rippling

Slender arms were spread out and wrapped around his waist, and two small hands, one holding white gauze, the other groping around his strong waist.

She wrapped her hands around his waist, white gauze was about to wrap around the wound on his abdomen, and her little face was a few centimeters away from his body, rubbing it from time to time.

His head hung very low, the broken hair on his forehead floated up, and he looked at Tang Luo condescendingly for a while, his eyes reached her slender snow-white neck, and his heart rippled even more.

Bandaging the wound, Tang Luo wrapped his arms around him and left, not wanting to squat on the ground anymore.

"Your wounds, I've wrapped them in gauze."

As she spoke, her body straightened upwards when she touched something hard like bone on top of her head.

"Hiss......"

Leng Lonely Lan who was touched by her head, her jaw hurt for a while.

Just now, his face was only ten centimeters away from her, and he had no time to hide from the constant ripples in his heart.

Then, her head hit straight on, his beautifully curled chin.

Tang Luo in front of the sofa was also not much better, her slender body was impacted, her feet on the carpet were weak, and there were signs of unsteadiness on her feet.

Leng Shilan rubbed his chin in pain, his amber eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of Tang Luo in front of the sofa, and he immediately stretched out his other big hand, wanting to hold her.

The moment his broad hand covered her arm, Tang Luo tried his best to align his body.

With a strong grip on her arm, she fell face down to the ground as if she had lost control.

Afraid that she would fall to the ground, Leng Lonelan's big hand increased his strength again, and his bare back leaned towards the leather sofa.

"Hmmm......"

Tang Luo fell on Leng Lonelan's body, and her soft body was close to him.

She didn't have a stable mind, she raised her eyes, there was a little confusion in her eyes, and she saw Leng Lonelan, who was only wearing trousers, lying on the sofa.

And she, impenetrable, pressed down, naked/on/half-body.

can clearly feel the scorching/hot/hot temperature coming from his body, as well as the solid muscles and flesh of his chest/front, and the confusion in Tang Luo's eyes suddenly froze.

"What's going on?" Looking at him with wide eyes, she asked in surprise.

Didn't she try to straighten her body?

Why is it now in his ......

"What do you say?"

She was still in a state of surprise, looking at him and pursed the corners of her mouth, "......"

was pressed by her in the cold silence of her body, and her narrow eyes shone darkly, looking up at her with that handsome face.

"You almost fell just now, and I wanted to reach out and grab you, but you yourself were pushing in the opposite direction, so I had to drag you towards me."

He was already patient, and he didn't want to have a touch with her at all.

"Uh...... All right. "She was straightening her body at the time, and she definitely had to force in the opposite direction.

After listening to his explanation, she pressed her arms against his chest to find the gap in the leather sofa, and she wanted to use her hands to support herself.

The pale pink palm touched the leather sofa, and she wanted to exert herself, but she felt a powerful force around her little man's waist, and she returned to her place again.

While the familiar mint green fragrance surrounded her, Tang Luo's cherry red lips had an inexplicable soft/soft/touch.

Leng Lonelan, who was lying on the sofa, looked at her delicate little face, getting closer and closer to him, and he realized this.