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032: Pain in an unknown part "Don't make noise, I'm so sleepy!"

After he bluffed with all his strength, she actually slapped down, firmly hitting the lower half of his left side of the face.

The surrounding air was petrified, Huo Nianchen moved his fingers on her body, and pinched her waist fiercely. Damn woman, dare to hit him!

It's dead, right?

The car door that was opened just now had not had time to close, and the side face that had been slapped was also hot. The summer wind was blowing on it, and the heat was directly transmitted from the cheek to the limbs.

With a movement of his fingers, the hot wind turned into strength, and he threw the woman in his hand onto the leather seat in the back seat.

"Woo, it hurts, my head hurts!" Holding his head with one hand, his eyes were half-closed, and his red face bloomed against the black background of the carriage.

Huo Nianchen stood beside the car coldly, with a sneer on his lips. It turned out that this woman was pretending to be asleep, but even if she slapped him while pretending to be asleep, it would be unforgivable.

There are countless math problems in his head that he can't do, and both of Shuishui's eyes are blurred. He shook his head and saw a face approaching him on the edge of the trigonometric function.

However, the trigonometric function has not yet been solved, but there is a more difficult thing to solve. The handsome face in front of him pressed down, and his slightly cold fingers fell on her chin, holding her firmly.

"Shui Mutong, if there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and if there is no way to hell, you have to go!" His voice was a little darker than his face, his eyes seemed to be stimulated by electric waves, with the rest of the rest The TV scanned her.

"What are you talking about, I just can't solve the trigonometric function?" She didn't react in a daze.

"Heh!" With a cold cry, his fingers loosened from her chin, and he tore open the T-shirt on her body.

God, that's a round collar, he's actually right with Pi Shan.

There was a coolness in her chest, hitting her two mountain peaks, she looked down.

"Ah, you're being a hooligan, you're being a hooligan!" So frightened, he hurriedly covered his chest with both hands, and shouted hoarsely, his body began to struggle.

Huo Nianchen was half-kneeling on the seat, and didn't notice that her legs came suddenly and landed directly between his legs, followed by kicking her body, the painful facial features were not his own.

"Bah—damn—"

The pain in an unknown part is said to be more painful than a woman giving birth, not to mention being kicked violently now, he wished he could slap the woman in front of him to death, but he couldn't do it because the pain was associated with it. My fingertips hurt, and I couldn't use any strength at all.

His body was lying obliquely near the door, his legs were tightly closed together, and his hands fell on the unknown position.

Shui Shui blinked, sat up straight, looked at his open round neck t-shirt, with tears in his distressed eyes, "You bastard, don't you know that I'm poor, you actually tore my t-shirt, how much does it cost to buy one?" Money?"

"Bastard, big bastard, big bastard!" Shui Shui saw that he was rarely lying there motionless, jumped up, knelt on the back seat, put his hands on his back, and started beating him uninterruptedly.

"呲-"

Huo Nianchen clenched the fabric of his trousers tightly with his fingers, narrowed his eyes in pain, wishing he could kill her.