Chapter 389 You Know, I Won't Blame You...

Bo Hancheng wrapped his arms around the girl, enjoying a burst of pleasure, a feeling of wanting to be addicted.

The same thing, facing Mu Nianqing, has no character at all.

But when he met Luo Zheng, he simply couldn't stop his longing.

She clasped her waist and couldn't help but hug her tighter and tighter.

"Bo Hancheng...how long will it take...why is it still not good..."

Luo Zheng's hands are sore, but the man has been unwilling to stop.

"Okay, it'll be fine soon."

Bo Hancheng coaxed and kept the girl from stopping, and continued to repeat the action.

As a last resort, Luo Zheng had to persevere, and then stared at the man's handsome face, dyed with a thin layer of red, obviously emotional.

Originally, the man was already amazing enough, but now the appearance of abstinence has faded, and it is even more attractive.

Although Luo Zheng didn't want to be crazy, he was still stunned for a moment.

Going further down, he held his arms upright, half-circling himself, and suddenly a picture in his mind just flashed away.

Still remember, when the poison broke out earlier, did you take a paper cutter and stab the man with a knife?

After a long time, more than half an hour passed, Luo Zheng really couldn't hold it.

Suddenly, the man reached out and held her hand.

And then, accompanied by the man's rough breathing, Luo Zheng's palms warmed, finally ending this joy!

Afterwards, Luo Zheng stared at the palm of his hand, not yet seeing clearly.

Just let the man hold his hand, put it under the water, and rush it clean.

In addition, he also carefully cleaned her five fingers without leaving the slightest breath!

Luo Zheng wiped his hands, looked at the man beside him, and gave birth to a little dissatisfaction: "Mingming, it was so fast the first time, why did it take so long this time! My hands are so sore..."

Bo Hancheng listened, except for his unnatural expression, his thin lips curved slightly, and a faint smile crossed.

After staring at the man for a long time, Luo Zheng suddenly reached out and held his arm.

Under Bo Hancheng's gaze, the girl untied her cuffs and slowly pulled it up, revealing the dense gauze.

Luo Zheng couldn't help raising his hand and touched it lightly, his heart was indescribably complicated.

However, he noticed that the girl cared about this. Bo Hancheng calmly retracted his arm and added softly, "It's okay, it's just a small injury. You know, I won't blame you, don't worry too much, eh?"

"I didn't worry about you! It's not my fault..."

Luo Zheng looked away and retorted.

Looking at the girl's reaction, the man was not angry, but found it interesting: "Okay, it's not your fault. My sister Azheng, how could it be wrong?"

Listening to the man's teasing thoughts, Luo Zheng frowned slightly: "Don't call me 'Sister Azheng'..."

Perhaps it was a conditioned reflex, every time a man called him like that, he always felt... he would be unlucky!

The man didn't respond any more, he just leaned over and hugged the girl, walked out of it, and slowly put it on the big bed.

Until now, Luo Zheng was facing the upper wardrobe, and it was like waking up from a dream, feeling deeply and realizing it later.

Say you forgot what? He even forgot that there was Xi Mubai hidden in the closet!

"Bo Hancheng, you promised to help me buy food..."

Holding the corner of the man's clothes, Luo Zheng suppressed his nervousness and reminded him.

"What did you call me?"

The man's voice faded, with an unknown reminder.

Breathing a little, Luo Zheng adjusted his mind, raised his head and tried to smile: "Brother Cheng..."

Only then was the man satisfied, he rubbed the top of the girl's hair and suggested, "Why don't we go out together, what do you want to eat, I'll take you there."