Deep Pampering: The Black Emperor's Bone Erosion Lingering

He wasn't really angry, but he was dissatisfied with her domineering behavior. It was an indescribable feeling that she was a docile and well-behaved person suddenly so cruel.

He has always liked obedient and obedient girls, and in the past few years, he has also inspired to train her to be the type he likes, obedient, docile, weak, not disobedient to him, with a sense of arrogance in his bones, soft on the outside and strong on the inside.

He really doesn't like her like this today, she's too strong, usually he wouldn't even glance at such a woman, his woman should be weak, well-behaved, gentle and docile, making people full of protective desire, but for She couldn't be angry with her behavior today.

Because she did this, which fully showed that she cared about herself, which was much cuter than the previous attitude of being calm and not caring about anything.

He longed for her to love him as much as he could to death. His emotions and sorrows were all because of him, struggling just like himself.

Chang Mian hooked her lips, did he finally force out her other side?

Unintentionally, tore off her "I don't care about you" face?

Could it be that from now on, he is not the only one struggling hard?He likes to conquer her, like to control everything, like her looking so distressed and jealous.

Love it so much!

……

Changshang secretly raised his eyes and looked at the silent man beside him, trembling with a little timidity, holding a small bottle of disinfectant in his hand.

She bit her lower lip, stared at the deep and shallow nail prints on his back, and looked at her manicure, and subconsciously wanted to put her hands behind her, fearing that he would get angry and cut off her manicure .

Chang Mian waited for a while, and said impatiently, "What are you doing?"

"Oh..." Changshang subconsciously let go of Rao's hair, walked behind him, took a small cotton swab, dipped in disinfectant, and tapped on the deep and shallow nail prints.

A little bit of pain, like an ant's spare, spread to the nerve endings in his back. This little pain can actually be ignored, but his expression didn't change at all.

"Chang Mian, I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to."

"You mean it, I know it clearly."

Shangshang bit her lips more and more, unable to quibble, she was so sad that her brain burned out, she definitely didn't mean to make his nail marks and teeth marks; but she really did it on purpose at that time.

"You, are you in pain?"

She tried to keep her movements as light as possible, and tapped his back cautiously with disinfectant, and tapped again, seriously, with focused and apologetic eyes.

Chang Mian ignored her.

"Chang Mian, can you take away all those photos at home?" She couldn't bear to look at it, and felt uncomfortable when looking at it, worse than eating flies.

"not good."

As soon as Chang Mian finished his sentence, Chang Mian tilted his hand, and the whole bottle of disinfectant fell on Chang Mian's back.

The burning pain swept over in an instant, and Chang Mian couldn't help frowning.

Without waiting for him to reprimand, Shangshang took the initiative and cowardly said: "Ah... I'm not sure."

After finishing speaking, he wiped the rapidly flowing disinfectant with one hand, which seemed like a remedy, but it made his brows tighten even more. He didn't say anything, but just took back the disinfectant in Changshang's hand Bottle, put the lid on, take the clothes and put on yourself.

"Not yet."

Chang Mian gave her a vicious gouged look, knowing that she was deliberately knocking over the disinfectant, but she was so good at acting, her whole expression was innocent, and there was a little bit of distress in her eyes. When he raised his hand, she immediately She took two steps back, fearing that he would hit her, so she shrank her shoulders. "……I did not do it on purpose."