The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

Yun Mumu resentfully glared sideways at Duan Yihuang with her only movable eyeball.

If it weren't for her mouth numb, she would have scolded this heartless bastard to death now.

Then spit two mouthfuls of saliva on his face, if it wasn't for him, would she have become like this?
This taste is really uncomfortable, now she can finally feel the pain that Duan Yihuang has suffered for more than a year.

But Duan Yihuang is better than himself, he can still move his head. Now, except for his eyeballs, everything else is paralyzed.

The man continued to stare at Yunmumu with the kind of eyes that you deserve it, whoever dies if you don't die.

This made Yunmu feel so angry that he was going to fight him desperately, and he didn't know where the strength came from. The arms and legs that were numb seemed to have a little strength.

He raised his leg abruptly, and kicked towards Duan Yihuang.

Although Duan Yihuang can only move one arm, his muscles have been atrophied due to years of paralysis, making it difficult to move.

But it is more than enough to deal with Yun Mumu, a girl with thin arms and legs.

Just like that, on the wide dragon couch, Yun Mumu swung his arms and wrestled with Duan Yihuang relying on his strong willpower.

Duan Yihuang was lying down, at this moment, he found that his other arm seemed to be able to move, and he suddenly raised his arm to support his body.

Then he pressed Yun Mumu firmly under his body.

Duan Yihuang's body was very heavy, and when pressed against it was stiff and warm.

At this moment, Yun Mumu's heart suddenly panicked for some reason, the oppressive feeling belonging to a man made her feel shy and scared.

The man has the scent of soap locust after washing.

It's not like the smell of rosewood on Duan Yiyao.

The smell of soap locust is very good, it is the kind of faint fragrance that she can't smell enough.

Yun Mumu's face rested on Duan Yihuang's neck.

She couldn't help but act like a leprechaun sucking the essence of a man.

One breath after another.

Their bodies were pressed together, and their hearts beat together.

Yun Mumu suddenly felt a hand on his neck.

Duan Yihuang wanted to strangle himself?
This was her first reaction, and then she pushed the person away in a natural reaction.

But because of the effect of the medicine, she was still in the paralysis period, and she couldn't use much strength at all, so she could barely push a gap between the two of them.

Duan Yihuang was very angry at first, but when he turned over and pressed on the woman, the anger was instantly dissipated by a hazy charm.

It was numb, as if he was lying on the cotton, rolling and jumping for joy.

He couldn't help but look at Yun Mumu's exposed neck.

He thought her neck line was very beautiful before.

I couldn't hold back and stroked it gently with my hand, but the hand just touched it, and I haven't had time to touch it yet.

The woman suddenly pushed herself away.

Duan Yihuang grabbed her neck anxiously, the touch was like a swan's neck, slender, long and soft, and his big hand just grabbed it.

The two people moved too much, and fell directly to the ground. The floor-moving curtain hung on the side of the dragon couch, and after being wrapped around their bodies by the two, it fell completely.

Bingqiao heard the commotion inside, and hurried in to check the situation.

Just as soon as I came in, I saw such a scene.

The curtain wraps two entangled figures, which is extremely ambiguous.