Chapter 322 (1/2)

The man's strong body pressed on her.

The hot air also came.

Lausanne looked up, just in time to see his throat and the smooth lines of the chin.

About in the morning, I didn't shave. There was a little bit of shallow residue on my chin, full of strong masculine atmosphere of mature men.

Lausanne breathing slightly stagnant, turned his eyes light push him, ”get up, I am tired, want to sleep.”

”Didn't you say I hurt you this morning? I want to see you hurt.”

He looked at the women under him as he spoke. His black hair was spread on the sky blue sheet, which made his face bright after bathing.

The only regret is that her pajamas are too hidden, even the chest seems to be wearing underwear.

This made him frown.

”Thank you. I don't have to look at it,” Lausanne continued pushing his shoulder. ”And you might get worse after you've seen it.”

After all, the wound was on the root of his thigh.

Who knows if he can stop after watching it.

”How can you say that about me? In order to prove my moral character, I must see it,” he said and forcefully pulled her pajamas.

Lausanne is on the verge of collapse.

He dragged him for a long time without being able to hold it. He took it to one side.

His snow-white legs were dangling in the air, and Lausanne's cheeks were flushed with shame.

But a man has to break it.

”I'll be angry if you do that again,” Lausanne glared at him.

”Lolo, I'm going to be angry,” he said with a serious face. ”I just care about you.”

Lausanne was stunned by what he said.

After a while, he succeeded.

Every year Ting lowered his head to study her injury.

Lausanne looked up at the ceiling and bit half of her pink lip.