Chapter 91.2

Without the noise in his imagination, Xin Zezhao was a bit surprised. He half got up, put his elbow on the pillow, held his head, and put his hand on Liang Xiaoyu's waist. He kept beating around, teasing Liang Xiaoyu.

The cold voice sounded on the top of Liang Xiaoyu's head: "there's nothing to cry about."

After one night's trampling, the skin is as tender as if it could be pinched out of water. The good touch is like a little ant crawling towards Xin Zezhao's heart.

Su Su Ma Ma's feeling makes Xin Zezhao's cold voice become ambiguous: "the more miserable you cry, the more pleasure I have to abuse you."

I feel that the body behind me is getting hotter and hotter, and there seems to be something hot and hard behind me that contradicts me. Liang Xiaoyu's face turns white with fright. She instantly stops crying and tears.

Once again, I'm afraid I will fall apart.

Seeing that the body became stiff because of being frightened and the fire started because of getting up early, he slowly stopped. After all, he was not interested in doing anything to a corpse.

And she also can't stand it, if one-time play bad, there won't be so much fun in the future.

Xin Zezhao then let go of Liang Xiaoyu and gets up to clean up. Seeing that Liang Xiaoyu's whole body is paralyzed and there is no reason to wear clothes, Xin Zezhao is not worried that Liang Xiaoyu will run away when he cleans up.

Liang Xiaoyu naturally did not have the strength to continue to struggle, because she had not eaten or drunk since yesterday afternoon, and she was overindulged, so she could not even get out of bed.

Because Xin Zezhao left, the masculinity around her disappeared more than half, leaving some residue mixed with the ambiguous smell in the air.

Cool small eyes empty looking at the ceiling, the heart left a desolate, what in the end is this? I thought that no matter how bad he was, at least he would not hurt himself.

I didn't think that everything was just my own wishful thinking. It was because of too much trust and lack of defense that Xin Zezhao could succeed so easily.

Liang Xiaoyu plays every bit in his mind since he met Xin Zezhao. The sadness in his heart is deeper and deeper. Yes, how can I easily think that he is a good man?

Originally thought that she helped herself to relieve the embarrassment in front of Xinhai, and married herself again, the purpose is to help herself, but she did not think, if all this is xinzezhao in order to anger Xinhai, then what is true in such a heart?

Liang Xiaoyu thought more and more and felt sad. His nose was sour and his tears were about to fall out. But Liang Xiaoyu forced himself to hold back. Now it's no use crying blind.

Originally thought that his heart was only desolate, but when he saw Xin Zezhao come out in a clear spirit, his heart still couldn't bear to be angry. Two sharp eyes, like knives, threw straight at Xin Zezhao.

Xin Zezhao looked at the eyes of hatred and thought, if the eyes can kill people, he already did not know how many times to die in her eyes?

When Xin Zezhao is about to sneer at her, he finds that Liang Xiaoyu turns over, stretches out his head and lies on the side of the bed, retching.

Is it disgusting to have sex with yourself? Is that totally different from Xinhai! The brain in the mind can't help filling out the cool little Yu's shy and astringent appearance towards Xinhai.

Xin Zezhao was so angry by Liang Xiaoyu's disgusted appearance that he looked at Liang Xiaoyu, who was still retching. His powerful Qi field rushed to Liang Xiaoyu's body.

Feel a burst of depression, but cool Xiaoyu still can't stop the nausea in the heart, the stomach is constantly churning, finally stopped, haven't had time to catch a few breath.

With a gloomy face, Xin Zezhao reached out and grabbed his neck. With the decrease of the air, the feeling of dying swept over.

The strong desire for survival makes Liang Xiaoyu constantly beat and push Xin Zezhao. Seeing that Liang Xiaoyu's face is getting whiter and whiter, Xin Zezhao slowly releases his hand.

A lot of air poured into Liang Xiaoyu's mouth, which made him cough continuously. It took him a long time to catch his breath.

"Liang Xiaoyu, why are you so cheap?"

More cold and heartless than usual, he shot a sharp sword from Xin Zezhao's mouth and stabbed Liang Xiaoyu fiercely.

"Yes! How can I be so humble that I can make you, the noble president of Xinda, strong! "

Stimulated by Xin Zezhao's words, the angry Beast in Liang Xiaoyu's heart, who is extremely patient, can't help it any longer. He runs out of the heavy imprisonment and wants to tear Xin Zezhao off completely.

Liang Xiaoyu pricks his whole body up and down again, which makes Xin Zezhao's body full of anger. He forcefully grabs Liang Xiaoyu's chin and forces him to look at him.

Word by word: "you are just a plaything to me."

Plaything? I have the honor to be the plaything of the noble man in front of me?! Liang Xiaoyu's heart was cut bloody by the knife, and he was really bitten by the mad dog."President of nachinda, you've played. Now it's time to let me go."

Liang Xiaoyu is holding his breath, holding the mentality of breaking the pot, and fearlessly facing Xin Zezhao's eyes. As long as he is alive, he can always pull back a city. Who dares to say that geomantic omen will not take turns?

"Go? Do you think you can go now? "

"What else do you want! Are you guys bored or not? Can't you do things more easily? " Liang Xiaoyu's fire broke out completely.