"Want to run? Can you run without my consent?" Lin Ruicheng took out some tissue paper on the tea table and wiped the saliva and blood stains on his hands. Rows of tooth prints were scarlet and dazzling. Dead girl, that's cruel.

"What else do you want?" Ding Xuanyao jumped up from the sofa, stood on the pillow, looked down at the man half a head shorter than him, and roared angrily.

Lin Ruicheng didn't like the feeling that she was taller than him. He directly carried Ding Xuanyao away like a sack.

"Ah - you bastard! What are you doing? Let go! Let go..."

Walk a few steps and throw it two meters away from the bed. Ding Xuanyao was thrown on the bed again. The soft bed bounced her up and hurt her head.

Before he could get up, Lin Ruicheng's body was pressed down like a mountain, and his nose fell on Ding Xuanyao's face.

"Ah - you * * *! Bastard! Bandit! Robber... Help! Help..." Ding Xuanyao shouted hysterically and beat him with both hands.

Ding Xuanyao suffered a painful and twisted little face, pale as paper, and tears flowed in her empty eyes. Was this bastard bullying herself last night? Why was she taken to the hotel? Why is she unconscious? After drinking that glass of juice, that glass of juice

Waves of tumbling pain hit the young body. Why on earth? This is going to happen to her! I thought I bravely survived the nightmare last night, but I didn't think the nightmare would continue, and it still continued. She, what should I do?

The original stiff resistance gradually paralyzed, and thin cold sweat covered his forehead. Consciousness gradually trance, weak eyes are about to close, but I see cherry petals flying all over the sky outside the glass window.

"Yao Yao... Yao Yao..." like mother's gentle voice.

Mom, how are you in heaven Yao Yao misses you so much... If Yao Yao comes to the gate of heaven, mom, you must come and pick me up, mom

"Will you be responsible to me?"

The man's body suddenly said, "No." Lin Ruicheng Chi Mi's low methotrexate said ruthlessly that he would not promise to any woman because he could not do it.

can't? He won't be responsible for her? The last bit of consciousness is like a tight string, which is completely broken with a slap.

……

When Lin Ruicheng reluctantly came down from Ding Xuanyao, it was already late at night.

"Oh." With a sneer, he couldn't stop loving a girl so much and was tireless. He thought he was really infected with poppies.

The sneaking moonlight sprinkled on the sleeping woman and plated her ice muscle jade back with a layer of silver. Although the sun is warm during the day in March, the night wind is still chilly at night.

Looking at her delicate body trembling from time to time, Lin Ruicheng glanced at the open glass window, carefully pulled up the quilt and tucked in. Quietly get into the bed and go into the bathroom.

The man in the mirror has an impeccable perfect figure, but the tight and bright skin is printed with purplish red marks. Step into the circular bathtub, lie comfortably, steaming fog, smoked wine

……

"Pa -" the gorgeous and dazzling crystal chandelier sends out dazzling lights and fills every corner of the room in an instant. Lin Ruicheng walked slowly to the bedside with his bare feet, "go and wash."