Chapter 272

He tightened her body with a proud bully.

Jingzhi's pretty face is crimson, and he pinches it hard on his face: "I know you're going to show it in three minutes."

He raised his eyebrows and looked even lovely: "I know it's too late. It's dry and clean. What do you want?"

"You still say, you will not be serious point?"

He looked at her through the blanket, rubbed her fingers, rubbed his chin, pretended to be obscene: "light, lying in my arms, still let me seriously? Liu Xiahui is going to act! "

"You -" Jingzhi pushed him away, grabbed his clothes and put them on him.

"Don't wear it. It's sweaty. It's still dirty. Just wrap it in a blanket." He stopped her, threw her clothes aside, wrapped the blanket around her, and put his shirt and trousers around.

Jing Zhi is not at ease: "I will get off soon. How can I get back? It's almost here... "

She looked out of the window. She had reached the street where the hospital was. She couldn't help frowning and feeling uneasy.

"Isn't there a blanket?" He reached out his hand to wipe the sweat off her forehead and touched her face lovingly: "look, you are tired. You look so pitiful."

"You want me to go back in a blanket?" Jingzhi is stunned. It's in public places. Even if it's open again, it can't be like this, right? An Cheng and they see each other, don't they laugh at her?

"Wrap it up. It's OK." He smiled and scratched her nose again: "don't worry, nobody is outside so late, the car goes downstairs directly, I hold you up, you can't sleep."

He saw her mouth a little bit open, can't help kissing her again, Jingzhi pushed him away and stared at him: "I hate you."

"What a nuisance?" However, he took her hand and kissed her green and white fingertips. Her beautiful eyes squinted at him, and her heart leaped and turned away in a panic.

"Meng shaoting..." She tried hard to get her hand back, but he just bit her gently, and licked her tongue and tip back and forth, and he looked at him lazily, his handsome facial features were more and more clearly displayed in front of her at the moment, and Jing knew that she felt like a little girl in love, and always felt like a deer.

He smiled and let go of her, but he still tightly held her hand in his palm. After a moment of silence, he suddenly locked his eyebrows and thrust his hand on her forehead: "Fu Jingzhi, I have to teach you a good lesson this time, you listen to me."