Chapter 565 (1/2)

He wanted to change the tune, for example, in the movie called instinct, did the heroine tie a man to bed like this?

Or is there any other so and so movie that has this kind of story?

Is it like sex to be tied to a bed?

I didn't have that taste. I moved my fingers. Can move, but the strength is very small, very weak.

He moved his eyelids. I tried to open my eyes, ignoring the nausea and numbness of caterpillar crawling or ant biting. Light said: ”the curtain did not pull.”

Turn around. I see, the curtains are really not drawn, the room is so bright. I can't feel wrong.

Wide French window, from the outside to see inside, very clear; The sun came in. From the perspective of the sun. It should be near noon. Sure enough, I fainted for a long time.

Or rather. Put me in this position. Yin Yijie had a lot of effort.

however. The touch on me stopped immediately... Yin Yijie looked at me, and my chin raised slightly. Signal: curtain.

He doesn't have this kind of exposed hobby, does he?

I exposed also exposed, only hope no one outside the window; But he did. And the upcoming *, don't you want people to visit?

In case someone happens to take a picture, put it back on the website. This is absolutely explosive news.

My eyes moved to Yin Yijie's leg, the wound was not cracked, clean, without a trace of blood.

I'm good at protecting myself; That shouldn't have exposed itself.

Yin Yijie hesitated for a moment, got down from me, put his hands on the edge of the bed, and got to the wheelchair.

The wheelchair is at the end of the bed. It's very convenient.

His arms are very strong, before very strong, against a jade pot ice, only win not lose.

Now after such training, it should be more powerful, right?

Wheelchair slowly turned towards the French window, his back, let me feel strange.

Fingers move, left hand, thumb gently press down, Calla open... Calla open... I turn my wrist, soon free.

Seize the time, I bite my teeth, quietly and resolutely turn around, row to the right side.

I don't know what material the rope is made of. I don't have time to think about it. The feeling of the wrist, even the feeling of the ankle, is not very smooth. It should be cloth.

Ha, he was ready.

I turn over... Can't get up, I roll, move to the end of the bed... Calla lily, it's really easy to use, gently... Two... Three... Yin Yijie turns back, his face is dark, ugly, and his anger rises sharply.

Ha, regret? Get angry?

I don't know why he didn't confiscate my Calla Lily. Maybe he's not familiar with my calla lily, or maybe... Ha, Tan Baoming is a genius. She wears my hand on the ring, and she does it again. I usually take a bath, eat and so on.