Chapter 340

"I really believe that you are not afraid of anything. It turns out You're still scared. "

Luo Zheng's face was slightly hot. He felt despised by men. He sarcastically said, "yes, I'm afraid of you. I'm afraid of you strangling me!"

The thin cold city is slightly Zheng, restraining the inner feelings from surging.

Then, silence returned to the table and poured a bowl of porridge again.

When the man handed it to him again, Luo Zheng was a little surprised that he was so patient.

After a few seconds of surprise, the man chuckled, "Bo Hancheng, what are you doing to please me?"

Shudun, Luo Zheng couldn't help but frown at him angrily and say, "it's you who say you don't want to see me! Choose Mu Nianqing not my person, it's you! Now back to the people who want to support me, or you! What the hell do you mean, Bo Hancheng? "

What do you mean?

Fuck, he wants to know what he means!

Looking at the young girl so rebellious, knowing the need for tolerance, Bo Hancheng is still jaw tight: "do you drink or not?"

"Don't drink, don't drink, I just don't drink. What can you do?"

Luo Zheng repeatedly refutes, showing strong resistance.

Just look, the man's body is filled with cold, suddenly whispered, "no way, I'll feed you!"

Then, he took a sip with his head up, followed a hand around the girl's waist, aimed at her little mouth, weighed down, pried her teeth off, and forced in half the clear porridge.

"Well..."

Luo Zheng struggles and is forced to swallow.

Starmou slightly stare big, she really didn't think, the man is feeding porridge in this way!

Waiting for the separation of the two, Bo Hancheng swallows again and pastes it up again.

I don't know why. Luo Zheng's mind is at this time. He flashed past the family dinner party. It seems that the man kissed Mu Nianqing.

At that time, a disgusting feeling came to her, and she couldn't help pushing away Bo Hancheng.

"Retching" - "

soon, retching with his lips covered.

See appearance, thin cold city whole body a stiff, frown a deep voice: "the porridge that I make, make you so disgusting?"

He made porridge?

The information flashed in my mind and made a little ripple.

However, Luo Zheng deliberately ignored this point and smiled back: "Mr. Bo, what makes me sick is not porridge, it's your kiss!"

Suddenly, the eyes of Bo Hancheng were deep and almost broke the bowl: "my kiss Let, you, evil, heart? "

"Yes, disgusting, disgusting!"

Luo Zheng didn't hesitate to admit it, but sneered.

"Luo Zheng, how dare you say that?"

After all, the girl successfully angered the man and made him step forward: "my kiss is disgusting, whose kiss is not disgusting, eh? Xi mubai or Gu Changye... "

Luo Zheng's body trembled, and she could not help but retreat until her waist reached the head of the bed: "no matter who it is, it's better than you!"

"Bang --"

just after the voice fell, the man smashed the bowl in his hand, and the clear porridge splashed to the ground again.

"Luo Zheng, you really dare to say it!"

The temperature on Bo Hancheng's body dropped to zero. Once again, she raised her hand to tie the girl's waist and legs, and pressed herself hard.

"Why can't I say it? Mr Bo, you are not my one! "

Not afraid to look at the man, Luo Zheng sentence said.

At the end of the day, as if thinking of something, she took a sip of her pink lips: "it's not that you don't want me, it's my Luo Zheng I don't want you. "

"Luo Zheng, you Don't want me? "

Bo Hancheng repeated this sentence, holding up the girl's chin, causing deep depression in her heart.