The evil husband has facial paralysis

Luo Jiliang was kissed by him, wanted to speak but couldn't speak, he could only make a vague sound of humming, but Ye Xiaoming didn't intend to let him go, hugging him, Luo Jiliang felt that the world was spinning, and he was thrown On the bed, Ye Xiaoming pulled his belt with one hand, put down the gauze curtain with the other, and eagerly and quickly stripped him clean.

Luo Jiliang stared vaguely at the top of the gauze curtain, gripping the sheet under her body with both hands, and suddenly let out a muffled snort.

"Ye... Ye Xiaoming... hurts." Luo Jiliang tried to relax himself.

"Sorry, I can't help it." Ye Xiaoming raised his hand and touched his face, then put his legs on his shoulders, hugged him, and started to move.

His movements were eager and manic, not at all like the usual warmth, even the foreplay was just a hasty act, and he rushed in... Luo Jiliang only felt the pain, and he didn't know how long he had been shaken , finally let out a cry.

Ye Xiaoming paused, a bead of sweat slid down his sexy forehead, kissed the corner of Luo Jiliang's mouth, and then moved fiercely according to his comfortable point.

When Luo Jiliang woke up the next day, his back was sore and his legs were so weak, it looked like he had been beaten several times.The man next to him was still sleeping peacefully, Luo Ji looked at him angrily, raised his palm, but couldn't continue to shoot.

No matter how much he begged for mercy or even cried out loudly last night, Ye Xiaoming ignored him at all, only cared about his own actions, and finally he fell into a coma

Luo Jiliang sighed, put down his hands, and only bumped his forehead against Ye Xiaoming's.

Ye Xiaoming hooked the corners of his lips.

"Still pretending to sleep?" Fortunately, his body was dry, Ye Xiaoming seemed to help him wash up yesterday, otherwise, Luo Jiliang wouldn't have let him go so easily.

Ye Xiaoming opened his eyes, pulled Luo Jiliang over and kissed the corner of his mouth.

Luo Jiliang couldn't complain immediately, how could he not see that he was so flattering.

The matter of the frontier battle last night was just perfunctory by him.

Sighing, Luo Jiliang said in a low voice: "Why are you always like this, and you don't want to tell me anything? You said you raised me like a woman in a deep courtyard, but that's not the case. You always pick Telling me about it makes me feel like I'm an insignificant person." He deliberately said it pitifully, but his face showed an indifferent look.After a pause, he glanced at Ye Xiaoming, then lay back on the bed, and never looked at Ye Xiaoming again.

"That's not the case." Ye Xiaoming said, sitting up, "It's not that you don't matter."

Luo Jiliang remained silent.

Ye Xiaoming: "..."

After a while, Ye Xiaoming lowered his head and leaned against Luo Jiliang's ear, his voice was stiff: "I just don't want to make you worry."

He never knew how to say sweet words, so Luo Jiliang naturally knew it.But such a sentence has nothing to do with tenderness, but it is afraid that you will worry, and it will directly make Luo Jiliang blush.

Luo Jiliang blushed and was even more unwilling to move.Just want to bury myself in the pillow.Seeing that he didn't move, Ye Xiaoming wondered if he didn't hear, so he frowned and said it again.

"I said I don't want you to worry, you can hear me."

Luo Jiliang had no choice but to turn around quickly, and said indiscriminately: "I heard it."

"Then why are you ignoring me?"

Luo Jiliang was helpless: "I'm tired and don't want to talk."

"Then go to sleep." Ye Xiaoming raised his hand to pinch the corner of the quilt for him, "You were tired last night."

Luo Jiliang: "..."

"I'll go out later, and when you wake up, ask Luoying to prepare some light porridge for you."

"Where are you going?"

"Go to Fulai Inn, you go to sleep." Ye Xiaoming said, getting up, "I called my parents here, I have to go and see them."

Luo Jiliang also sat up abruptly.

"I'll go as well."