In the elevator running down, Lu Xiaoyou was pressed against the wall.

She was held down by the man's body, and the other's lips gnawed at her neck and collarbone, as if they really wanted to eat her as an antidote.

She opened her lips slightly, staring at the numbers bouncing on the elevator.

Long Xiliang wrapped one hand around Lu Xiaoyou's waist and clasped her wrist with the other, he raised his head and his gaze fell on Lu Xiaoyou's ruddy lips.

Her lips opened slightly, exhaling like an orchid, and the hot breath sprayed on Long Xiliang's face, blurring his eyes.

He wanted to cover his lips on Lu Xiaoyou's lips, and just as he was about to do so, Lu Xiaoyou whispered:

"It's almost there."

Soon after, there was a "ding" sound, and the elevator reached the first floor.

Long Xiliang couldn't do anything, so he pulled Lu Xiaoyou and walked in the direction of the parking lot.

Lu Xiaoyou was stuffed into the car, and after Long Xiliang said to the driver to go back to the castle, he pressed the button, and the soundproof baffle in the car rose.

Lu Xiaoyou sat on the sofa chair, she opened her hands and said to Long Xiliang:

"Come~ Come to my arms, let me give you a loving hug~"

Lu Xiaoyou was in a good mood, so she naturally planned to treat Long Xiliang, but when she said this, Long Xiliang didn't plan to go into her arms.

The car door closed, and Lu Xiaoyou was dragged into his arms.

The other man wrapped his arms around her waist and made her straddle her thighs.

He buried it in Lu Xiaoyou's chest, and the woman's slender fingers penetrated into his hair.

"You can't come to the hospital, can you?"

Lu Xiaoyou had already guessed something, Long Xiliang could hear the voice of his heart that ordinary people couldn't hear, and wasn't the hospital a hellish place in the world?

There is not only death, crying, but also despair, pain, and the difficulty of fighting the disease, as well as disputes over treatment and money.

A place like a hospital can expose the dark side of people.

The negative voice is so oppressive that it makes people breathless.

Long Xiliang didn't answer her, he sucked the skin on Lu Xiaoyou's chest.

Her skin was as smooth as freshly made milk pudding, and the aroma emanating from her skin stabilized his mood.

But that's not enough, he wants more!

"You can't come to the hospital, you still come!" Lu Xiaoyou complained about him.

The driver drove out of the parking lot, and several reporters appeared outside the hospital, who were called by Tang Shuxin when he called the police.

Hearing that Lu Xiaoyou was beating someone in the hospital, they all wanted to take some useful photos.

However, the journalists were stopped outside, and they could not even enter the hospital gates.

The black Cayenne slowly passed in front of the reporter holding the camera.

If the car window was transparent, they would definitely be able to see that Lu Xiaoyou was sitting on the man's lap, she was tilting her head slightly, the snow was half exposed, and the man who was sucking her skin had a very charming face.

However, the glass is one-way, and the inside of the car is not visible from the outside.

"I thought my illness had been cured." The man's face was still pressed against her chest.

Lu Xiaoyou chuckled lowly.

Her thin waist was tightened a little more in the crook of Long Xiliang's arms.

"If my illness is not cured, you can't leave!"

It was as if he was clinging to something.

Lu Xiaoyou sighed, "I can stay by your side and continue to treat you." But one day, when you marry a wife and get married, then I will leave, regardless of whether you are sick or not. ”

Long Xiliang frowned.

"If you don't cure me, I won't get married."

He looked up, and the dark pupils covered in ice were already letting in the light.

It seems that because of his illness, Long Xiliang's voice is a little hoarse.

Lu Xiaoyou smiled with seductive eyebrows: "Don't marry a wife?" ”

"Hmm."