An Moran didn't say anything, just quietly hugged him in his arms, and when he moved, his body was in pain, and he didn't move at all.

Gong Shaoming caught a glimpse of her indifferent body as ice, her pupils tightened, but she was rarely lifeless, turned over and sat up from the bed~ , and even hugged An Moran with her.

Holding her, he strode towards the bathroom.

An Moran is like a rag doll, no matter how Gong Shaoming tosses, he just has no temper, he doesn't care about his teasing~teasing, and he doesn't care about his upper and lower ~ hands.

obediently let Gong Shaoming take a bath for her, put on a bathrobe, and finally hugged her back to the bed~.

It wasn't until Gong Shaoming pulled out a long skirt from the closet, walked back to the bed, and reached out to take away the bathrobe on her body, An Moran finally had a little reaction.

The slender and white fingers clasped the bathrobe on his chest, and looked at Gong Shaoming vigilantly.

It seems that as soon as she gets to bed~, she loses all her sense of security.

"Let go, damn woman, I want you, you don't have to be in bed~!" Gong Shaoming had a cold face, looked at An Moran who resisted him, and gritted his teeth in a word.

If he was going to do something, he had done it just now in the bathroom when she wasn't wearing anything.

I have to put him like a thief, do you have to treat him as her man!

Glaring at the frightened An Moran angrily, catching the fear in her heart, Gong Shaoming's face softened, and slowly approached her, "I'll change your clothes and take you somewhere." ”

"Can I not go out...... An Moran looked up at him in astonishment and muttered.

She doesn't have to look in the mirror to know that she is not a person or a ghost now, and An Moran doesn't want to go out at all, especially with Gong Shaoming.

"What do you say?" Gong Shaoming replied coldly, and before An Moran took off the bathrobe by himself, he pulled the bathrobe away with his big hand.

Reached out and grabbed An Moran's body that wanted to hide back.

When the sharp gaze touched her smooth body, Zitong couldn't help but shrink.

When he was helping her take a bath just now, he had already noticed that An Moran's body was full of scars caused by his anger, and the bruises, purples and purples were intertwined and densely covered on the skin that could be broken by blowing bombs, which was very eye-catching.

However, there were water droplets in the bath, and An Moran deliberately dodged, so he couldn't see it really.

If she was so indifferent~ Standing in front of him, Gong Shaoming knew how heavy her hand was, not only her legs~ were red and swollen, but even she couldn't find a good place on her body.

No wonder she was afraid of being like this......

Swallowing the distress, he took the long skirt out of the closet, glanced at the mottled marks on her body, Gong Shaoming threw the long skirt aside, and strode back to the closet.

After picking several pieces repeatedly, he found a polar long skirt with a high neck from the wardrobe and folded it back to An Moran.

An Moran shrunk his bare~ naked self into the quilt as early as the moment he let go, and his beautiful face was expressionless indifference.

"Come here." Gong Shaoming took the re-selected skirt, walked to the side of the bed again, glanced at An Moran, who was hiding far away, and raised his eyebrows impatiently.

An Moran stared at him motionlessly, with a strong defensiveness in his eyes.

Gong Shaoming's face sank again for a while because of the defensiveness in her eyes.

Damn a woman, you can't be too nice to her, as soon as his attitude is not tough enough, she is completely inappropriate!

Gong Shaoming was about to get angry, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the bruise on An Mo's ankle, and his eyes sank.

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the anger in his chest and cleared his throat, "Don't you want to know where I'm going to take you?" ”