Chapter 602

Rong Leng only protects her carefully, so that she can get close to herself with the least effort.

Liu Wei leans her whole body against his arms, but she is not satisfied with her face. Although she and Rong Ling have already shared the bed and some skin contact, they have never done it in the end.

Originally I thought, at least for the first time in many years, we should also be careful about the key points, and we should have some atmosphere for the first time in love.

But now, let alone the atmosphere, it is forced to do so.

At the moment when Rong Ling appeared, Liu Wei wanted to say that it was fake not to be excited, but Liu Wei had no energy to be excited.

The heat in his body tortured Liu Wei to the extreme.

Liu Wei's only happiness is that, when she is saved, Rong Ling finds her, and she is saved.

But the result of the relaxation of the mind is that the string that tightens the nerve falls off without any precaution.

Then Liu Wei found it too late.

There are many ways to restrain this kind of thing, such as acupuncture, medicine and so on.

But if we are in a critical situation, no matter how many other methods are used, they are no longer effective.

Liu Wei knows clearly that it's too late, and Liu Wei knows more clearly that the "first time" that he is full of expectation is about to make do with the past so casually.

Melancholy is inevitable, not inevitable, but serious business, or to do.

Like venting, he bit on rongleng's lips for a long time, broke his skin, and cleaned it up for him. Until he tasted the sweetness in the man's mouth, Liu Wei retreated slightly and asked, "are you hurt?"

Rong Ling touched her face and shook her head.

He's lying. He's injured. His mouth is full of sweet smell. This is the evidence that he just vomited blood.

Liu Wei reaches out and touches Rong Ling's wrist. Rong Ling holds her back. Liu Wei comes back. After all, Rong Ling compromises and lets her feel the pulse.

Liu Wei explored his pulse and frowned: "poisoned?"

"Let Leng way:" not tired of life

It does not involve life, because from this pulse, when he had an accident, he must instinctively block himself with internal power and remove most of the poisonous gas.

At the moment, although internal power is damaged and internal concussion occurs, there is no worry about life.

Liu Wei suddenly wanted to laugh. They were both badly injured and poisoned, but they got together.

Liu Wei thought so, but she really smiled, looked up, kissed his lips again, and made a circle around the tip of his tongue, just against his nose, murmured: "fortunately, you poison, it doesn't affect."

Rong Ling squinted: "now, really want to say this?"

"Why not?" Liu Wei's body leaped, and with all her strength, she fell to the ground.

Liu Wei was lying on his body, chin against his heart, to pull his clothes: "what else, worse than now."

Liu Wei finished, paused again, and said, "there are worse ones."

Rong Ling looks at Liu Wei, and carefully protects her waist and legs to prevent her falling from her body.

Liu Wei's fingers have been gradually down his body: "the worst thing is that you don't work at the critical moment."

Rong Leng's eyes suddenly changed. She turned back and fixed Liu Wei under her body. Looking at her scarred face, she hesitated again.

Liu Wei's weak clenched lips and cradled his neck: "don't worry, I can't die."

Liu Wei said, only to see the edge is still not moving.

Liu Wei knows what he's worried about. He'll stay behind and cure him again. But both of them know that in her current state, she has to gasp for breath even to say a word. Fang can say so much in one breath. It's all about Rong Ling's internal power that has been transmitted to her body all the time, but Rao is too weak. At this time, no matter what, it's not suitable to do extreme exercise.

But Liu Wei knew that she was too late.

Liu Wei is able to control, can tolerate, can not seem so uncomfortable, but she relies on the only self-control.

But this self-control, absolutely not back to the inn, or even the doctor for her treatment.

Liu Wei knows his body. Liu Wei knows how to treat himself best. Long pain is not as good as short pain. Now Rong Ling is here. He has a mind. It's better to detoxify him.

There are many concerns about Rong Ling, but Liu Wei is beginning to be disobedient.

Liu Wei rubbed the cold skin on the man, and gradually became impatient: "Rong Rongduwei can't, can't he? "

His brow was furrowed, and Liu Wei got up and opened his clothes.

"Liu Wei." Rong Leng's voice is very heavy, a little dull and mute, and his voice is restrained.

Liu Wei's strength is too small, her movements are more and more disorderly, and her forehead sweat is slowly leached. She knows that she is not far away from being out of control completely.

Half an hour's volatilization time, right now, half an hour.

Liu Wei refuses to let Leng's eyes hesitate. Liu Wei shakes her fingers, pinches the man's throat, grits her teeth against his ears, and says, "I want you, I want you Now Now... "Rongling pupil has become a red, bloodshot spread, the breath is not stable.

He took Liu Wei's slender arm and tried to calm her rationally. However, if the body was constantly rubbed and the woman burned people, he would whisper in his ear.

At last, Liu Wei seems to be really flustered. He obviously pinches his neck, but at the end of the day, he bites.

Liu Wei's cheek rubbed against his shoulder socket. Her lips kissed his skin and his Adam's apple.

Such initiative, no one can bear any normal man.

The palm of a man's hand brushed every part of Liu Wei's body.

And every passing place is a prairie fire. His hand, like a fire, burns Liu Wei's cold skin.

Liu Wei's whole body is cool, some cold, some shivering, but Rong Ling sticks her. His heat dispels her cold.

Liu Wei's heart tightened. Suddenly, he opened his eyes. The man on the top of his head looked at her. Rong Ling could easily see the tension in Liu Wei's eyes, and the lip was sticking to her again.

It seems to be appeasement.

Liu Wei is finally at ease.