The more Song Qing Huan said, the more he felt aggrieved.
She didn't want to cry in front of him, but she couldn't help it, and her tears couldn't be controlled, so she rolled down one by one.
When Yuhan frowned, he suddenly reached out to pull song Qinghuan's hand holding the railing. Song Qinghuan exclaimed: "what are you doing? Don't move me..."
The voice has not yet fallen, her hand has been pulled away by the cold.
She was anxious to hold the railing again, but the cold didn't give her this opportunity. She picked her up. Her tall and straight black figure was like a devil. Without any pause, she walked out with her.
When the cold, cold all over the flame, as if to destroy everything.
Song Qinghuan was so scared that he called his name and asked him to stop.
But it's useless. No matter what she calls it, it's useless.
There is a big swimming pool in front of her. Song Qinghuan is obviously aware of what she is going to do to keep warm at that time. She panics and yells even louder: "keep warm at that time, what are you going to do Let go of Ah! "
The last word did not come out, but turned into a shrill and frightened scream.
She was thrown into the pool by Shi Yuhan, and a blooming and enchanting spray bloomed on the pure water.
Song Qinghuan was so dizzy that she couldn't distinguish the direction. As the spray spread to the side, she quickly gathered in it, and her whole body was instantly soaked.
Before the shadow of falling into the water swallowed her, she was so scared that she cried in the water, and her hands kept flapping.
Just because of this, the water poured into her mouth, and her throat and lungs were hard to breathe.
But when it was cold, the bad man who threw her into the water was still, looking at her mercilessly, letting her struggle with death in the water.
Song Qinghuan thinks that she is about to suffocate. She thinks that she may be dying. This man is going to kill her.
All of a sudden, she was very weak and afraid. She was wrong. She was really wrong. Today, she made a big mistake out of her ability. It may cost her life to do it.
When song Qinghuan closed her eyes and finally had no strength to struggle, Shi Yuhan suddenly jumped into the swimming pool and fished her out of the water.
When I came to the shallow edge of the swimming pool, I pressed her on the wall of the pool and circled her between the wall and her. There was a cold air field, which oppressed her with great pressure.
The next second, he lowered his body to kiss her lips, with fierce aggression, crazy rampant, gnawed up.
Song Qinghuan was shocked and confused for a while. Then she reached out to push him, but she had exhausted all her strength just now, and now she was weak.
When the cold slightly with a little strength, can fully resist her resistance, her small whimper, also all swallowed by him.
Song Qinghuan's black hair was scattered in the water, and his whole body was shaking violently.
At this moment, it's like a Luocha in hell. It's like killing a God or a Buddha.
She kept moving her little face askew, and he put his finger on his jaw.
Her two hands want to struggle, and he grabs them together and presses her own back against the wall of the pool.
She pushed him with her feet, and he squeezed between her legs and pressed him with his strength.
Her slender waist stood up to resist, and was pressed down by his other big palm!
She was afraid to sob for a while, and opened her mouth. The tip of his tongue seized her and ravaged her like a storm.