Chapter 917: You're Not a Psychotic (54)

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A strong male hormone rushed to her face, her lips and teeth were pried open, and He Zeyu's tongue came in, entangled her fiercely.

The back of Shen Mubai's head was tightly shackled by a big hand, and the other party's kiss was very rough and fierce, so it was a kiss, but it was better to say that it was a sucking bite.

The snort was snatched, and her tongue was sucked a little numb, and she couldn't help but resist for a moment. But he was kissed more fiercely by He Zeyu, and the ambiguous sound of water stains sounded in the cell, and Shen Mubai's cheeks appeared abnormally crimson due to lack of oxygen, and even his eyes began to appear wet and wet.

"Hmm.. You let go.." The whole person was pushed against the wall, and she struggled violently in anger and annoyance.

He Zeyu narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the cat that had no resistance under his eyelids, the other party's lips were kissed with a bright color, and he couldn't help but know the color of his eyes, and he sucked the kiss harder.

After the kiss, Shen Mubai's legs and feet were weak and slowly collapsed on the ground.

It's not that she's exaggerating, but He Zeyu really has this kind of ability, she couldn't help glaring at the past, and said angrily, "Are you a dog?" ”

The black-haired man pulled his lips and smiled, and said extremely viciously, "You say it again? ”

His eyes made no secret of his desire at this momentLook, the bulging stuff in the wrapping pants highlights the huge silhouette.

Shen Mubai accidentally aimed at it, his little face suddenly turned pale, and his eyes began to panic, and he was speechless.

He Zeyu naturally noticed her eyes, snorted unpleasantly, and then turned around and walked into the bathroom.

Shen Mubai breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay, it's okay, it's not that if you want to get on her, if that thing comes in, it will die.

She stood up with a little numb scalp, and then walked towards the bed, her whole body was slumped on it, thinking in a mess, what if He Zeyu really wanted to think about her in the future, what would she do.

Let's not say that this is a prison, just his physique, who suffered.

So much so that when I heard a low pant in the bathroom, some of them pricked up their ears as if they were facing a great enemy, for fear that the other party would suddenly run out.

It's okay not to listen to this, but after listening to it for more than thirty minutes, Shen Mubai's cheeks were red, and he felt that there was something wrong with him, so he finally buried his face in the pillow and blocked his ears.

, no matter.

After about another five minutes, He Zeyu walked out of it.

When he saw someone on the bed who was a turtle with a shrunken head, the corners of his lips twitched imperceptibly.

Shen Mubai's body stiffened, and he quickly pretended to be asleep.

I don't know how long it took, when she heard no movement, she quietly raised her head, and then looked around.

He Zeyu on the top bunk had already slept, he turned over and leaned outside, his face with deep facial features was handsome and three-dimensional, and his skin close to wheat added a very masculine charm to him. Because it's summer, I don't wear any clothes on my upper body, and every muscle line on my body is in a very perfect state, especially the eight-pack abs, even if it is placed in the current male model, it is also a top-level figure that can be killed in seconds.

But Shen Mubai didn't have the slightest intention of drooling, she couldn't help but feel a little sad, and she had to be worried all day long, not only to watch out for the prisoners outside, but also to watch out for He Zeyu.

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