Lucky to Have You Till the End

After Chi Zhiheng drove the car away, Mo Chiwei grabbed A Guang, who was holding his blood flow more than oxime, from the beach.

"Say, why is she in your hands?"

A Guang was frightened to death, with a cold sweat on his forehead. He did not dare to tell lies, and said it out, "She was brought by a trafficker. I bought her for 20,000 yuan. When she came over, I was seriously injured, and I spent my old days treating her. I haven't touched her once in the past six months. You saw her if I wanted to touch her today. Lord, please see me because I saved her. Come on, let me go..."

"What is the trafficker's name?"

"I really, really don't know, Lord, let me go, I've been crippled by you, and I won't have **** in the next half of my life. Fortune is no more..."

Mo Chi Wei left A Guang, he went to the beach to wash his hands, and left coldly.

...

Tang Xinyan was awakened and had a nightmare, in which the child suddenly disappeared.

She opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling blankly, her eyes blurred and blank.

Realizing that she was just having a dream, she let out a long sigh of relief.

He raised his hand and wanted to get up, but found that his arm was sore.

Consciousness returned to the cage, thinking of what happened last night, she and him were lingering on this big bed, and her cheeks instantly blushed.

She always thought that he couldn't touch her temporarily--

She shook her head shyly at the thought of him lying on her neck, low and rough when he reached the peak.

She touched the side of her body and found it was empty, so she quickly sat up from the bed.

There is no temperature on the pillow, he should have gotten up long ago.

She couldn't help sighing that he was so strong.

He was obviously the one who contributed last night.

Although he wiped her body, but slept all night, still sticky.

She got up and went into the bathroom.

Standing under the shower, looking at the bright red marks on her white body, she pouted and smiled shyly.

The man last night was like an underfed wolf, who didn't know how to satisfy him.

After taking a shower, Tang Xinyan wrapped her dressing gown. She opened the bathroom door and saw the man who was changing his shirt. From the corner of her eye, she caught the blood stain on it, and her heart tightened.

Walking up to him quickly, her pretty facial features were wrinkled together, "What's the matter, why is there blood on the shirt?"

Mo Chiwei pursed his thin lips, and Qingjun Chuchen's face showed a trace of fatigue, "It's okay, a wounded person put blood on me."

"How can anyone get hurt?" She held his arm and looked at him worriedly, "What about you, are you injured?"

Seeing her worried and anxious face, his stern face outlines a softness, and he pursed his thin lips. He said lightly, "I'm fine."

Tang Xinyanzai looked at his face carefully and touched him again. After confirming that he was not injured, she sighed. She sighed just as she was about to say something.

The black and white Xing eyes looked at his forehead suspiciously.

"You didn't seem to like to cover your forehead. In the past few days, I always thought you were a little strange, but I never knew what was strange. It turned out that the broken hair on your forehead was covering your forehead."

She admitted that the broken hair covered her forehead, making him more handsome and charming.

But everything abnormal is a demon.

He suddenly changed his hairstyle, there must be some reason.

She raised her little hand and brushed the hair on his forehead.

As soon as he grasped her little hand, his voice was gentle, "It's okay, don't worry."

"Then you show me!"