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"If you don't wash it, you have to wash it!"

Leng Yerong had a cold face, clasped her wrist tightly to prevent her from escaping, and was depressed in her heart, she really didn't want this child!

Xu Ying pulled him out and couldn't move, she couldn't help but get angry, and shouted: "Let go of me, I said I won't wash if I don't wash, why should I listen to you?" Who are you mine? ”

Leng Yerong didn't talk to her at all, pulled a chair and sat down, one hand was branded on her lower back, pressed her into his arms, prevented her from struggling, pressed her to sit on his lap, his hands wrapped around her from behind, and the circle was tight.

His big palm grabbed her little hand and handed it to the female nail technician, the action was like a parent dealing with a child who had a temper and didn't want to get an injection, and directly came hard, hugged her tightly and prevented her from struggling.

"Don't move, be honest!"

She didn't, and broke free in his arms: "You let go of me, I don't want to wash in this house, I want to go to another house to wash." ”

"Isn't it the same where to wash?"

"It's different, I just don't want to wash it here!" She's not angry, and she's surrounded by women who are looking at her!

Leng Yerong frowned, his voice was close to her ear, and he whispered, "...... If you move around, you'll have to go wrong! ”

Xu Ying was stunned, and there was really something on the human cushion under her ass that was getting harder and harder, making her sit uncomfortably, her face was red, she understood what it was, her heartbeat was out of rhythm in an instant, and her cheeks turned crimson.

She wanted to get up, he didn't allow it, his arms were like steel binding her waist, so tight, his voice was close at hand: "Do you dare to move?" ”

Her heart shrank.

However, Leng Yerong obviously underestimated her, thinking that she would be so ashamed that she would be ashamed to find a crack on the ground, she couldn't break free, she simply twisted and twisted on his leg, turned her head and looked at Leng Yerong defiantly: "Why don't I dare to move?" ”

She sat on his iron hard, forced her face, and deliberately tortured him.

"How about I move, what can you do to me?"

"......" Leng Yerong's eyes were full of dark fire, and he inhaled again and again, this is really a little ancestor!

He ignored her, hugged her tighter, restrained her so that she couldn't be turbulent at all, her strength couldn't resist him at all, and finally he could only quiet down, biting his lower lip, feeling the hot heat under his buttocks, as if sitting on a fire, so hot.

Summer is already hot, but now it's even hotter, and it's like I'm all on fire.

But even if it was ignited, her mood was not as depressed as in the car, being held by him like this, her heart was a little sweet, some warm, more sour, and the sour water came out of her nose at some point, she sucked it, but there was a lot of sour water, and it flowed out directly, which was a little embarrassing.

She didn't know how to be good, and there was no paper on her.

The water in her nose was almost running down her lips, and she was so embarrassed.

"Miss, wipe it."

The female nail technician brought the paper and she immediately pulled one and blew her nose.

Leng Yerong lowered his head and saw that her eyes were covered with a layer of mist at some point.

Crying?

Let her wash off her manicures and cry?

Is manicure more important than a child?

Leng Yerong looked at her coldly, at this time, her mobile phone rang, and when she took it out, he saw the word "Lingyun" flashing on the screen, his eyes darkened, restrained her waist, and tightened suddenly.

Then, I heard her say on the phone: "Well, okay, have time, eight o'clock in the evening?" What kind of dress do I need to wear? ”