MAKE ME WET AND LOVE ME MORE

"Bang!"

It was the same voice again. She looked up at the man standing outside the room. Her heart trembled, and the smell of dynamite floated slowly in the air.

Song September trembled, trying to shrink himself, explosives

He used dynamite

This man is too terrible to be provoked by someone like her.

"Still hiding?"

Fu Yan's face with a wanton smile, looking at himself completely buried in the quilt, the corner of the mouth hook, went to the quilt a lift, suddenly saw a pear face with rain.

The smile on the face stopped, the brow frowned.

"What are you crying for?"

Although she was beautiful when she was crying, he didn't want to appreciate her beauty when he saw her tears.

Song September has been crying speechless, and his heart is shaking. How can she be so unlucky, even if she is framed by her relatives, even if she marries a man she has never met, and finally has to endure such abnormal harassment.

The more I think about it, the more I feel collapsed. In the end, I've been wailing in spite of my image. My voice is hoarse.

Mo Yi glances inside at the door, thinking that the beast will not really let go of his sister-in-law. It's really like that. Miss Song is crying so pitifully

Fu Jin was also a little anxious. He didn't do anything. His brow was even more frowning. He slowly bent over and gazed at the pathetic person who was crying in front of him. He thought she was lovely.

"Song September, don't cry."

Song September see suddenly enlarged face, is scared to increase the cry, sharp voice stab of two men all over a shake, in the heart unexpectedly gave birth to a trace of shame.

Fu Yan dragged a chair to come over and sat down in a serious way. He looked at Song September with his chest in his arms. His face was very serious. He wanted to reason with a crying woman very seriously.

"Song September, you are also 20 years old, don't you think it's shameful for a 20-year-old to cry all the time?"

Song Jiuyue chokes and dares not go to the man in front of her. She can confront song Yan or anyone. But when she sees Fu Yan, she is like a cat with a mouse. She just wants to run away.

Fu Yan crossed her legs and looked at the other side who had stopped crying. She felt uncomfortable with some bad taste in her heart. She hooked her mouth and opened her mouth.

"Since we don't cry, let's do something interesting."

Mo Yi is standing at the door, hearing this sentence, the corners of his mouth smoke. The evil taste of men is really terrible.

Not surprisingly, song Jiuyue's cry, which he managed to stop, began to ring again, even worse than just now.

Fu Ji gets up, reaches out his hand and pinches each other's chin. Seeing song September's wet eyelashes, the corner of his mouth rises even more.

Eyes notice if the other person's lips are frozen, eyes deep, bent down, head down to peck, see song September's expression, he is satisfied with the bent down to taste only his fruit. Song September's cry is thus blocked in the mouth.

At the end of the kiss, Fu Yan stretched out her slender fingers and stroked her lips with a bad smile in her eyes.

"If you keep crying, I'll kiss you."

Song Jiuyue's eyes were red because he had cried. His eyes were as clean as the washed sky. His face was stunned. Fu Yan's heart softened with his stupid expression.

It was like being boxed in the chest by something, crisp, numb, that kind of feeling, he felt it for the first time in his life.