Serious masochism

Zhou Yun Cheng reached out to hold her little hand and smiled.

"Roly Poly, let's go home and talk!"

"It's the same to say it here. " As she spoke, she put her hand on his shoulder and leaned her body against him.

Zhou Yuncheng smelled the cold breath on her body, his legs went soft, his whole body had difficulty breathing, his heart beat fast, his mouth was dry, and his trembling fingertips fell on her body.

"Let's go back and talk. " As he spoke, he reached out to hold her waist and prepared to take her away.

His hand was pushed away by Jiang Yuanyuan, who reached out and clasped his neck.

"Just this? Didn't you say that you'd make me look good that night? Eh? What did you just say? I'll hit you?" She said in a low voice, her voice becoming extremely gentle.

Zhou Yuncheng kept swallowing his saliva,"you heard wrong, how could I say dare to say you hit me?" You're the gentlest woman I've ever seen. "