Doting on the Masked Wife

Ho!

She screamed again in fright!

Murong Lie was holding her tightly in his arms, looking at her funnyly, and stretched out a hand to pinch her face through the gauze.

"what's your name?"

He raised his eyebrows and asked jokingly.

Ning Tonger opened her big crystal eyes, and it took a long time to find her own voice, and said in a stuttering voice, "You, you... why are you here?"

Murong Lie hugged her lightly with one hand, and raised his other hand very leisurely to touch his handsome chin. He raised his eyes to look at the bright moonlight, and then smiled at her: "Of course I'm here."

What he said next almost made Ning Tonger faint.

"I've been waiting for you here for a long time."

Ning Tong'er was so angry that she almost choked to death.

She raised her hand and pointed at Murong Lie: "You, you, you..."

What used to be fear, has now turned into anger.

"You've been watching here all this time?!"

she asked angrily.

Murong Lie hugged her with one hand, and suddenly hugged her a little tighter, his slender fingertips rubbed her soft and slender waist vaguely through the clothes: "Yes."

Ning Tong'er was really going to be mad at him.

Because of his answer as a matter of course, and also because of his bad behavior of eating tofu on her waist.

"Let go of me, let go of me!"

She slapped his hand like a fly, and then kept struggling: "Let me go, you bastard!"

Murong Lie raised his eyebrows, put her on the high stool and sat down.

Ning Tonger's injured foot accidentally hit the stool leg, and she frowned in pain, but she still stared angrily at the culprit: "What the hell are you trying to do? Play me like a cat playing with a mouse Yes or no?"

Murong Lie let out an "oh" and said with a smile, "How do you say that?"

His response, these words made Ning Tonger's already unbearable emotions of anxiety, irritability, fear, and worry because she didn't know if her face was disfigured, she couldn't go home, she was injured... The place of residence collapsed.

"You still ask me why? You boring bastard!"

Ning Tonger raised her hand and hit him on the shoulder, cursing angrily: "Why don't you let me go home? Why don't you let my daddy and brother Qingyi pick me up? Why do you imprison me? You Who am I, why do I do this?"

"You, you, you still do that kind of thing to me!" Ning Tong'er blushed with shame and anger. She thought she was speaking righteously, but she didn't know that her little face, which was flushed with anger, was under the moonlight. It actually made Murong Lie feel a heartbeat that he had never felt before.

And a long-lost desire became more and more intense because of her big shining eyes and her small mouth that was constantly spitting out words to scold him.

Damn it, at this time, on this occasion, she is still a sick patient with gauze wrapped around her face, I don't know if she is disfigured - but he actually has such a strong desire for her!

This longing came too strong and fast, his lower abdomen tensed up, and an almost irritable flame rose from his lower abdomen, a thought that wanted to pull her into his arms, kiss her fiercely, and get her is immediately in mind.