Chapter 307

Ting LAN is very clear that if the young master doesn't investigate, it doesn't mean Leng Su doesn't report to the master. Maybe, without the master's knowledge, Ting ye will be wiped out by the Rong family.

Leng Su looks at Ting LAN without expression for a long time.

The quiet wine cellar is much warmer than the early winter night outside, but it is still cold.

Leng Su's fingers moved away from Ting Lan's chin, a little bit down, across her slender neck, sliding all the way to her clavicle. The movement was very slow, as if there was no looking at it, or as if it was a dispensable thought.

A finger that swims gently, that fingertip actually already touched - plucked Tinglan's nerve, Ting LAN closed his eyes.

The strength of the man's palm suddenly increased, no longer as soft as before, no warmth, just punishment, but pain to close his eyes Tinglan forehead out of a cold sweat.

Leng Su snorted and swept all the utensils on the table beside him to the ground. The white jade wine cup fell on the concrete floor and made a crisp sound. It was very beautiful in the silent night. This was the only place Tinglan could feel comfortable at last.

Lengsu looks at Ting LAN and refuses to look at him. A trace of ruthlessness flashed through his eyes. Next, Lengsu's action becomes more fierce and unconstrained. Ting LAN can obviously feel the thin cocoon on Leng Su's fingers.

In the face of Ting LAN who allows himself to take in front of him, the man's face and eyes do not appear in line with the ambiguous and affectionate expression. Even if Ting LAN closed his eyes and did not let himself peep at the cold and Su expression, the man did not show his emotions.

Skin contact with the air, Tinglan cold slightly trembling, and this can not cause a man's pity, Lengsu gently in her teeth between a turn over her body, press on the table than the air cooler.

"Ah..."

the cold touch made Ting LAN, who was already nervous, let out a light call. The man's movement was slightly stopped because of this light call, but soon Ting LAN heard the sound of hearing from behind.

She didn't dare to look back, so she half stood at the table and bent over the table top, her fingers tightly clasped on the cracks on the wooden table top, and the faint blush on her face had already been dissipated by the cold and cold on her skin.

Ting LAN can feel, cold Su's clothes are not taken off, there is no so-called pity and caress, direct ruthless plunder her.

She was not an ignorant woman who did not understand human affairs. She just experienced this kind of physical pain for the first time, but her only feeling was pain.

The body is rigid, in a tense mood, Rao is seen big waves Ting LAN is also very difficult to achieve calm, let alone spread his body to let himself relax.

Who in the end said, if you can't change the fate of being strong, relax yourself and let yourself enjoy. Now Ting LAN just wants to press the person who said this sentence on the table to feel it, and then teach her how to enjoy it!

Leng Su also closed his eyes. In the dark basement, no one could see the expression on his face, which was always cold and sharp. At the moment, his expression became loose, and the man's forehead was also full of sweat.

After a long time, Tinglan finally felt that the man stopped, but he had not...

"are you ready to enjoy it all the time?"

Tinglan's lips trembled, unable to tell whether he was hurt or angry. Enjoy? She just felt like she was being tortured, like someone was grinding her body with a knife.

Rao is to think about indifference again, Tinglan can not be indifferent, she slightly deflects the head, some stuffy ground opens a mouth. Under the extreme pain, the words said did not have any momentum, but with weakness.

"Hurry up."

Cold Su eyebrow heart suddenly jump, after inhibitive breath, only spit out a command, completely began his expedition.

"Good."

"Ah..."

when everything was over, Ting Lan's voice was hoarse. Even if she didn't dare to shout too loud in the wine cellar, she could not help it from the man's punitive action.

And even if it was a low groan - groaning pain, because the time was too long, Ting Lan's voice could not bear it.

There is no strength on the body, Tinglan fingers can not lift up, after the pain or pain. She was sure she had hurt herself, and now she was afraid to even get up from the table. As long as her leg moved slightly, the tearing pain would fill her nerves.

The sound of Sisuo came from behind him again, and in the whole process, she was thrown on the table by him, regardless of the question, and died on her own.

When Ting LAN felt that she was finally left alone in the wine cellar, she just took a long breath and completely collapsed on the table.

Good pain, really good pain, body pain, heart pain.

Leng Su, please remember to keep your promise.

Tinglan panted slightly, allowing the cold air from her naked skin into the body, into the blood, and then reduce her temperature, but she still did not want to move, just wanted to completely relax her tense nerves.Her tingye will be very safe, but inexplicably, she just wants to cry?

Let the tears freely drop on the table under the body, the palm is still on the cheek, Ting LAN looks at his fingers that have been pinched, the curvature of the mouth is bigger.

It's as if the more tragic their own pay, the safer her sister will be. Leng Su is punishing her indulgence to her sister and her unfaithfulness to her master. How reasonable, she has nothing to be aggrieved.

I don't know how long after that, Tinglan only felt that she had slept for a short time. After being awakened by freezing again, she realized that she could not go on like this. Even if the temperature in the wine cellar was higher than that outside, she would be frozen to death in the room without any heating facilities.

Ting LAN struggled, slowly got up from the table, palm on the table, when the foot on the ground that moment, she was torn pain to wake up.

The clothes scattered on the ground were torn, but they could still be worn. Ting Lan was glad that her trousers were still in good condition, so that she could not cover her clothes and walk out of the wine cellar.

After finishing his work, Ting LAN put his hand on the shelf on one side, picked up a small jar of white wine, and took a big drink regardless.

Whether it's water or anesthetic, she must replenish her physical strength now. Otherwise, she will not be exhausted when she goes back to the villa, and she will be killed by the wound on her body.

Reaching out to wipe away the tears on her face, Tinglan slowly walked from the cold cellar to his room in the villa after drinking a few mouthfuls of liquor.