Chapter 372

Suddenly, helplessly shed tears, issued exhortation cry, called to hold their own man: "thin cold city......"

Smell speech, thin cold city bows head to kiss her forehead, pitiful answer: "I am in, I have been in."

But do not want to, the girl reached for his chest shirt, still with a cry: "you let me go!"

A little stiff, thin cold city circle tight Luo Zheng, there is no response.

However, the girl is still uncompromising, reaching up to the man's neck, pulling down desperately to her lips.

Then again, Luo Zheng's lips opened and closed, his eyelashes were glistening with tears, and he said, "Bo Hancheng, I'm so tired, I'm so tired, I admit that I shouldn't provoke you! It was my fault to provoke you at the beginning. I really regret it now. You let me go How are you doing? "

Thin cold city heart one smothers, produces the dense pain, looks like the needle point to prick up the same.

So, his arm repeats a tight, as if so encircle young girl, can let her belong to oneself general!

Luo Zheng's eyes slowly closed, only her voice became lighter and lighter: "please Let me go I was wrong Let me go... "

Gradually, there was no sound, like it was really tired, the girl fell asleep slowly.

Only a man, looked down at her, looked at her for a long time.

Finally, kiss on the girl's lips and say: "Luo Zheng, you provoke me again and again, now you want to regret it? It's late! I want to let you go unless You die. "

***

wake up in the afternoon.

Luo Zheng sits up and looks around. It's in the lounge in the box.

Slowly down, found that the body did not have a little strength, Luo Zheng support wash Susu, not out of the room.

"Click -"

the door of the room opens, and several waitresses come in, with clothes, jewelry, cosmetics, etc. on their hands.

"Miss Luo, Mr. Bo said, if you wake up, please dress up for you."

The waitress said respectfully and waited for Luo Zheng to respond.

"Go out -"

LUO Zheng frowns and can't bear to rush people.

"Here..."

The waiter was in a dilemma and wanted to advise again: "Miss Luo, Mr. bo..."

"Pa --"

"get out!"

Luo Zheng picked up the water cup and fell on the ground, driving people cold.

For a while, several waitresses could only look at each other, then put down their things and go out to report to Bo Hancheng.

The room is quiet again. Luo Zheng goes to the window.

No matter what Bo Hancheng means, she doesn't want to cooperate at all. She is full of rejection.

Soon the door opened again.

Luo Zheng eyes a dark, look back at a random glance, on the man in.

Thin cold city is carrying porridge, still holding a bottle of medicine, light mouth: "wake up to lose temper, huh?"

At the same time, he put down his hands, put on his new dress, and went to Luo Zheng's side: "listen, change."

Luo Zheng turned around, glanced at the man's clothes and took them with him.

Then, go to the table.

First, I knead the skirt into a ball and threw it on the ground. Then I took the bowl of porridge and poured it all over the skirt.

"Bang --"

and then, smash the bowl.

From the beginning to the end, Bo Hancheng calmly watched the girl finish these things, like the elder looking at the disobedient children, without any disturbance.

"It seems that you don't like it. I'll have it sent again."

At the end of the day, the man said indifferently.

Then, go up to the girl's body, pour out some medicine, and then pour a glass of water: "eat the medicine."