The Long-awaited Mr Han

However, Han Zhuo Ling still refused to let go of her hand.

Instead, take her hand down and stick directly.

Shi Xiaoya took a deep breath, her hands trembling, shaking as if they were not her own.

At the same time, Han Zhuoling kissed her again.

What should I do if Shi Xiaoya's brain is too powerful?

She was a little scared.

Suddenly, I heard Han Zhuoling's hoarse chuckle ringing in his ear.

Shi Xiaoya blinked and heard Han Zhuoling say: "Not afraid."

Shi Xiaoya: "..."

So, she unknowingly said what she was saying?

Shi Xiaoya raised her eyelids and secretly looked at Han Zhuoling.

I saw him laughing with great pleasure.

Isn't it?

This little girl just praised him as powerful!

Without giving Shi Xiaoya a chance to think about tension, Han Zhuo Ling kissed her again.

Knowing that this was her first time, Han Zhuoling was also careful.

She has been observing her reaction, making sure everything is okay and making sure she is ready.

Han Zhuoling tentatively engulfed her little by little.

Even if Han Zhuoling is careful and pays attention, Shi Xiaoya still trembles with pain.

He clasped his shoulders tightly with both hands, clasping his fingertips unconsciously.

Fortunately, she has no habit of keeping her nails.

Shi Xiaoya clenched her teeth, but she couldn't help it, and she burst into tears.

It was the excitement of pain, and tears came out by myself.

She couldn't control it if she wanted to control it.

Han Zhuoling was distressed by her tears, the sweat on her forehead dripped down, just fell on her face, dripped into her tears and merged with her tears.

Han Zhuoling looked down and kissed her tears carefully.

Seeing Shi Xiaoya hurt like this, he did not dare to continue, stiffened.

At this moment, it was his turn to hurt.

But no matter what, he died.

Shi Xiaoya gradually became less painful, but could not calm down.

After all, how could he feel so clearly, how could it be calm.

Shi Xiaoya summoned up her courage and wrapped around his neck, "I'm fine."

This sentence is like the switch of his body.

As soon as the voice fell, there was no pause in the middle, and Han Zhuoling fluttered like a wave.

Shi Xiaoya couldn't even breathe before she came, and was beaten by Ji Tao.

It seemed as though a hurricane rolled up a huge wave and beat her on the shore.

She was going to be stunned. When her mind was not awake, another huge wave hit her and dragged her back into the sea.

She just floated in the sea.

My hands and feet are not my own.

Dangling, paralyzed, he couldn't even hold Han Zhuoling's arms with his hands.

His arms are sore, so he lies on the bed softly.

However, he couldn't help grasping the sheets, quilts and pillows again.

It can be said that there is no way to catch anything.

Finally, Han Zhuoling held Shi Xiaoya contentedly, and satisfactorily breathed a sigh of relief.

I kissed Shi Xiaoya on the forehead with thin sweat before saying: "I said, I am now of good age and good physical strength"

Shi Xiaoya: "..."

This man can still think of it at this time!

Are men so naive?

Anyway, she felt that Han Zhuoling was like a childish ghost at this time.

Like kindergarten children compare each other, but the comparison is funny.

Shi Xiaoya wanted to hit him, but she had no energy at all.

Not to mention raising your hand, you can't even move your toes.