The cool night of the stars promise you a lifetime

Song Xingliang tried his best and struggled twice, but he couldn't break away.

Bo yeshen was tall and pressed in front of her like a mountain.

His strength is controlled in a state that does not hurt song Xingliang, but makes her unable to escape.

Song Xing's cool face was cold. He pinched his fist and attacked Bo yeshen with both hands.

Every time I was about to meet, I was blocked back by the thin night.

Song Xingliang was angry and his actions were more cruel.

Her skill is not bad. Bo yeshen soon can't stand it.

He was still hurt. Song Xingliang's punch would cost him half his life.

Naturally, he will not allow song Xingliang to continue to act recklessly.

The curtains were so tight that the room was airtight that even a glimmer of light could not penetrate.

The room was thick black. Even though song Xingliang had strong night vision, she didn't see the man's face on her.

The nasal cavity is full of strong masculine breath. Song Xingliang hates the feeling of being pressed by others. She yelled in a deep voice, "who are you?"

Such a vigorous skill is obviously not bo yeshen's disabled fiance.

Is it a guest of the Bo family? That's too bold!

Song Xingliang's voice was full of warning, "do you know who I am? Now, let go of me immediately! I'm Bo yeshen's fiancee. I advise you to let go!"

She knows she can't beat the man on her. This is the territory of Bo family. Bo yeshen is a madman. Who knows who doesn't know?

I moved him out in the hope that his name would be useful.

There is a strange light in thin night's deep eyes. I haven't met such an interesting person for a long time.

He found it very interesting.

This is also the first person in the world to threaten him with himself.

Bo yeshen disagreed, and his tone was somewhat frivolous. "So what? Bo yeshen is a disability. What can he do? It's you... I like the taste very much."

His head went down gradually, close to Song Xing's cool white neck.

Song Xingliang tightened her jaw line to avoid being touched. She tried her best to step back, and the curved swan's neck was raised high.

Such action also facilitates thin night sinking.

It's a distance you can kiss with your head down.

Thin night sank and did other actions. He buried his head and rubbed song Xingliang's neck.

The faint fragrance of medicine overflowed from her and drilled into the thin night's heavy nasal cavity.

The closer it was, the more obvious the smell of medicine became. Thin night sighed comfortably.