Passionate Devotion

Chapter 31, Uncle 31 is the superb panacea? 1

Tong Lu had a dream, a spring dream, a spring dream of Zou Chang and Zou Chang, dreaming that she and her uncle were rolled on the sheets again.

She heard her own gasping sound, amplified infinitely in the dark night, indulged, and could not be suppressed even if she wanted to be suppressed, the thumping heartbeat must be just a dream, absolutely just a dream!

However, Tong Lu moved her body with difficulty, and found that her whole body was full of violent discomfort, as if she had been recreated in the furnace, every bone was so crisp that she didn't want to fluctuate.

Tong Lu tilted her head, her head was on the man's arm, and the person was lying in the man's arm. The powerful masculine atmosphere enveloped her, and the perfect lip shape was close at hand, as long as she was close to three centimeters. , You can touch that **** thin lip.

Tong Lu choked on her throat with a mouthful of old blood.

The whole person's eyes were darkened, and he was so stiff that he almost screamed.

The room was quiet, and the sky was only a little fishy white. Tong Lu wanted to escape from the man’s arms, but the man’s arm was tightly locked to her waist, like steel, she couldn’t slip away. Get out.

Oh, what should I do?

Tong Lu struggled for a long time, and suddenly awakened the man beside her, her black eyes slowly opened, revealing harmless and fluffy eyebrows, not cold, but dyed with a slightly bright posture, cold night under the dim light The sincere breath was like a cup of mellow aged jade brew, he squinted at her, closed his eyes calmly, and continued to sleep.

Tong Lu moved away the thigh he was pressing on her a little bit, her voice was quiet and trembling: "Little...Uncle? Didn't you find something wrong? How could we sleep on a bed?"

No one answered her.

Tong Lu wanted to scream: "Uncle? Uncle? You wake up!"

Leng Ye would like to open the eyebrows of the first life's shocking Hua, and slowly spit out four words without being surprised: "Drink, after, chaos, sex!"

Tong Lu: "..."

Leng Yejin loosened her hand on her waist, retracted her legs, her soft complexion slowly became cold, she pushed open her accusing eyes, and narrowed her dangerous eyes: "I didn't complain, you dare to complain. ?"

Tong Lu: "..."

So is he summarizing the reason why they appeared in the same bed early in the morning?

Tong Lu's expression changed a few times. Her remorse was pressed against her throat. When she faced the man's dark and dark eyes, she couldn't even utter a word of complaint. Uncle's eyes were too scary...

Tong Lu quickly got out of bed and refused to discuss the issue of drunkenness in depth. She rolled back from the secret door mirror to her room, throwing herself in the bathroom like a wandering soul, closing the door and rubbing her hair frantically. Into a henhouse.

Don't spit out the words in your heart!

"Ah, ah, why drink? Why can't I control my lower body? Why have a relationship with Uncle Supreme? Why can't even a word of complaint be vomited? But no matter who you say it to the other person, it will I think it’s because I took advantage to behave well, oh oh oh don’t want to live anymore~~~"

Tong Lu squeezed toothpaste in a depressed mood, brushed her teeth in a daze, the next moment, a mouthful of toothpaste foam was sprayed out.

She quickly wiped the mirror with her hand, feeling blurred, then wiped the mirror with a towel, and narrowed the distance between her face and the mirror. She looked left, looked right, tugged and looked carefully, my God Lu, where is the big opening that was scratched by a sharp weapon last night?

Not only is the skin intact, it is also white, tender and silky like a freshly applied mask. What is going on?

(End of this chapter)