Chapter 734

[Yigeng]

before Yan Lishu came, the effect of Qin muti had another attack.

Ning Jili, that bastard, almost beat himself.

If it wasn't for her to touch the fruit knife on the edge of the bed in time, it might have happened to them by now.

Hearing the familiar voice calling her, Qin Mu tried hard to open his eyes.

A man's face is indistinct in the indistinct seam. It is impossible to tell whether the man in front of him is Yan Lishu or Ning Jili.

Biting his lips, afraid of the illusion, subconsciously avoid the touch of men, "you roll, don't touch me."

Sobbing in a low voice, I was forced to bear the pain of my body.

She even wanted to grab a fruit knife and cut it on her body.

"Sweet, it's me."

"No, you are not!"

Qin Mu fell into a painful struggle and his voice was hoarse.

Under the weak light, Qin Mu's face was full of strange red, and tears covered the whole face.

Yan Lishu wants to pick her up in the past, but Qin Mu breaks away.

Men's body temperature is an aphrodisiac, which can only make her more unable to control her body's desire. She can't be touched by other men, or Yan Li's book will despise her.

Qin Mu's only thought was, "don't come here."

Yan Lishu wants to coax her and take her away.

But Qin Mu is so confused that he can't even recognize her. He doesn't allow others to touch her at all.

Yan Lishu saw that she was holding the fruit knife, and he was afraid to move.

I don't know when the sound of water in the bathroom stopped. Ning Jili came out of the bathroom wrapped in a white bath towel.

"Oh, Yan San, you are here!"

Yan Lishu raised his head, a pair of red eyes suddenly jumped into the sight of Ning Jili.

Ning Jili laughed and said, "why do you look at me with the eyes of an enemy? It's just a woman!"

Yan Li's book is on the head of anger, listening to Ning Jili's arrogant and provocative tone, and his reason has always collapsed.

Rub up, a few strides to Ning Jili's face, a fist will swing him to the ground, "you dare to tell me again!"

Yan Lishu's fist, however, made great efforts to beat Ning Jili's corner of the mouth.

Ning Jili fell on the ground, leaned against the wall behind him, licked the blood on the corner of his lower lip. "Why are you so angry? You need some women. I'll send you there later!"

The more indifferent Ning Jili was, the more angered Yan Lishu.

Qin Mu is the one he holds on his heart. How can he allow others to play with him at will.

That's his wife.

At the thought of Qin Mu being touched by Ning Jili, the raging anger in his chest was overwhelming, and the whole heart of Zhen was depressed and hurt.

He grabbed Ning Jili's shoulder and hit the other half of his face, "Ning Jili, you dare to touch my man..."

"I'll touch it. What can you do to kill me?" Ning Jili burst out laughing and interrupted him.

Yan Lishu's fist and fist fell on Ning Jili's face, and Ning Jili let Yan Lishu fight like a sandbag without any resistance.

Every time Yan Lishu punches, the smile on his face is more satisfied, and the curve of his mouth is larger.

The more angry Yan Lishu was, the more he started.

I don't know how many fists Yan Lishu fought. He was tired. Ning Jili under him was still smiling and his mouth was full of blood.

Taking advantage of the space where the man pauses, he said in a poor way, "Qin Mu's taste is actually just like that."