Chapter 60

Ning Huan was shaken by him, but she shook her head when she thought of where she was hurt.

His other hand suddenly lifted up and fell straight on her waist. Ning Huan didn't react yet. His finger pulp pushed hard on her waist, which was exactly the place she hit.

"Hiss - pain!"

She didn't expect him to move like this at all. After taking a breath, she only felt the pain there was severe.

Shen Shiyuan raised his eyebrows and turned her over with a cold hum. He held her long skirt in his big hand. Ning Huan quickly raised his hand to stop her: "three little!"

The skirt was lifted to her thigh by him, and then up, her long legs were completely exposed, as well as the black lace pants.

Ninghuan where can let him so lift up his skirt, although know that he is to check his injury, but so lift the skirt, with her naked what is the difference?

Although she is not conservative, but some girls have reserve, she also has.

He bowed his head and gave her a light glance, but his tone was very strong: "let go."

"I -"

"Ning Huan."

He called her name and suddenly laughed, "do you want me to throw you back?"

The smile that this rather slightly shakes a half to press oneself slowly on the hand.

Shen Shiyuan directly lifted the skirt up, and the bruise on his waist came straight into his eyes.

Her skin is the same as white jade, such a bruise is very obvious.

He raised his hand and fell down, pressing it gently along the edge.

The slightly cool finger belly falls on it. Ning Huan feels pain, but he can bear it. He bites his teeth without humming.

Shen Shiyuan tilted his head and looked at her with a smile on his eyes: "pain?"

With that, he pressed the wound in the middle.

Ning Huan recalled that she couldn't do without pain. She quickly turned over and sat up, pulling her skirt and answering him: "it just hit me. Of course it hurts. It will be OK in a few days."

After such a short time, she recovered quickly.

He looked down at her for a while and said in a deep voice, "go to take a bath."

Ning Huan saw that he changed his face again, and quickly climbed out of bed with both hands and feet, trotting into the bathroom.

Looking at the closed door of the bathroom, Shen Shiyuan's eyes completely sank down.

He got out of bed, got up, went to the small balcony outside the room, took out his mobile phone and dialed Lin Zhiyuan's number.

Lin Zhiyuan has been following Shen Shiyuan for so many years. When he picked Ning Huan up, he had already guessed what he would do behind him.

So as soon as Shen Shiyuan's phone call came, he had found out the whole story of the matter: "three little, it's Ning Zhiqing who asked people to sell Miss Ning to the banquet. There is another thing - "

he said, suddenly stopped for a moment, seemed to have some hesitation, but he still said:" Miss Ning has already talked with the buyer this afternoon, Miss Ning's house in bicuiyuan should be sold tomorrow. "

Shen Shiyuan chuckled: "you know a lot."

Lin Zhiyuan is not sure if he is angry now. He dare not say more.

Shen Shiyuan hung up the phone and looked back at the bathroom in the French window. The door was closed tightly and the wind was so strong that he could not hear the sound in the bathroom.

When Ning Huan comes out of the bathroom, Shen sanshao is not in the room.

She used a hair dryer to blow her hair for a while, and her newly washed hair was scattered behind her. Shen Shiyuan's bathrobe was on her body. She wore it directly to her ankles, and her hands were in her sleeves, just like a child who had stolen an adult's clothes.

At this time, the door moved and Shen sanshao, who didn't know where, came in.

The line of sight falls on her body, his eyebrow eye moves, eyebrow heart slightly a wrinkly: "you this is what dress?"

He said, turned around and went to the wardrobe, pulled open the wardrobe, directly pulled out a shirt from inside, and threw it at Ning Huan, very disgusted: "changed."

Ning Huan then clothes, look down, see is shirt, her face changed for a while, but finally turned in to change the shirt.

When he came out, Shen Shiyuan was sitting on the sofa in the small hall, with his hands on the top of the sofa. When he heard her footsteps, he tilted his head and looked at her with a smile: "come here."

Ning Huan had no choice but to raise her legs and walk over. She went down those stairs and went to the edge of his sofa: "three little, thank you for today's business."

Shen Shiyuan didn't answer her, just took a hand and patted the sofa: "sit down."

Ning Huan hesitated, but under the pressure of his sight, he raised his legs and sat beside her.

As soon as she sat down, her armpit was crossed by both hands. Shen Shiyuan suddenly picked her up and put her in his arms.

Ning Huan struggles subconsciously. He presses one hand on her back. She is pressed against his chest.

The thin shirt can't stop anything. The man's temperature comes through the shirt, and Ninghuan's cheek is hot."Move what!"

He lifted her shirt and held her down with one hand.

Ning Huan is very uncomfortable and a little ashamed.

Although she didn't dare to change her underwear, she always felt like she didn't wear it now.

The next second, she felt that the waist side was covered by the man's big palm, and the strong smell of medicine and wine came. She was stunned for a moment and didn't move again.

Shen Shiyuan's strength is not small, Ning Huan is very painful, but embarrassed to say something, so he has to bite the back of his hand tightly.

The man in his arms didn't say a word. She shrank every time he rubbed it, but he didn't believe that Ning Huan could bear it.

Shen Shiyuan stopped his movements and slightly tilted his head. He could see the teeth marks on the back of his white hand.

"And I said you could bear it so much."

Said, his hand up to avoid her waist, carrying her to change a position: "pain called out, can't bite."

He said, and poured some wine, big palm on her waist side of the swelling on the rub.

"Well -"

his other hand caught her hands. Ning Huan could not even bite her hands, but she could not help humming when it hurt the most.

Shen San Shao picked the corner of his mouth lightly and commented happily: "it's a good cry."

Ning Huan face immediately rose red, biting teeth, no matter how he knead, she Leng is no longer open a voice.

By the time his hand was taken back, there was a thin sweat on her forehead.

The long leg that pillow is worn suddenly moved, rather Huan quickly helped sofa to sit up.

He took a smiley look, got up and went into the bathroom in his slippers.

Sitting there, Ning Huan felt as if he was reborn from a disaster. The medicinal wine on his waist was playing a role. It was hot. She thought Shen Shiyuan was going to take a bath, but he came out with a wet towel and sat down in front of her with his hand between her and the sofa.

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