Chapter 112: You're Playing with Fire
"Jun Shao——, I ......"
When Fang Zhanwei heard this, he couldn't help but have some speculation.
There was no time to think about anything else, so he panicked and rushed away.
Jun Shao ......
Such a young man is really terrible!
He didn't care about anything else, he just wanted to escape!
Escape!
"Fang Zhanwei, do you think you can escape?
Today's business is not over! Since it has been done, it will have to pay the price!
You—just wait, bear my wrath!"
At the moment when Fang Zhanwei snatched the door, Leng Tingjun smiled coldly.
In his eyes, a look of slaughter suddenly burst out.
Turning his head, when he saw the petite girl lying on her side on the soft and wide big bed, Leng Tingjun's gaze eased:
"Su Mohan!
Lately, in front of me, aren't they all like little tigresses with sharp teeth and sharp mouths?
Why did you wilt in front of outsiders?!"
Alas, after all, she's still a sixteen-year-old girl!
Leng Tingjun was relieved when he thought of this.
Leaning over to the little man on the soft big bed, he slowly stretched out one hand towards the girl's soft face:
"Su Mohan, wake up!
Can you go? I'll take you away!"
Leng Tingjun wanted to use his hand to pat Su Mohan's cheek a few times, so that this girl would be sober and sober.
Who would have thought that his move would be a hornet's nest.
"Well, it's so comfortable! It's cold, it's so comfortable!"
Leng Tingjun's hand only touched Su Mohan's face, the cheeks that were obviously abnormally flushed, and the little man lying on the bed with his eyes closed snorted.
Like a little beast that has been drought for a long time, she dragged Leng Tingjun's big hand and put her palm-sized jade face into Leng Tingjun's big hand one by one.
Rub, rub, rub.
"Su Mohan, what are you doing here?
Let go, let me go!"
Leng Tingjun was stunned by Su Mohan's sudden move,
Subconsciously earned it.
Only then did I realize that my hand had been dragged tightly by this girl. There is no way to break free from the confinement of her 'claws'. I secretly worked hard and earned it, but it still didn't help.
Leng Tingjun couldn't help but muttered angrily.
How did he forget how much strength this girl has!
What kind of strange power is this girl!
He actually, no matter how he earns, he can't break free!
"Hmm, it's hot! It's uncomfortable! Hmm-"
Su Mohan still closed her eyes, obviously, her consciousness was still in a blur.
And she, at this moment, is still subconsciously whispering, and her body can't stop twisting.
The whole person seems to be very uncomfortable.
At this time, the big hand of Leng Tingjun, which was tightly held by her, was like a driftwood that appeared in front of a drowning man, and was dragged by Su Mohan to death.
She pressed her whole little face tightly against Leng Tingjun's big hand, rubbing it back and forth.
It seems that this is the only way to make her feel better.
As time passed, Su Mohan became more and more dissatisfied.
She began to hold Leng Tingjun's big hand and slowly moved down......
"Sue!
You—
What the hell are you trying to do?"
Leng Tingjun gritted his teeth and roared.
Almost from between his teeth, he squeezed out this whole sentence.
He's about to be driven crazy by this girl!
Several times, I wanted to break free from the clutches of this Nizi, but I couldn't break free.
This is enough to make our Leng Da President depressed!
Let alone......
What kind of trouble is this girl doing now!
Why force yourself to passively touch her with your hand that can't break free from her claws......
Thinking of this, Leng Tingjun's gaze couldn't help but become a little dark:
Although he has always prided himself on being calm and self-controlled, he-
It's also a normal adult man.
Su Mohan, are you really sure that it is appropriate for you to do this?!
Did you know that you are playing with fire?