The punishment for running away from home is only now officially begin......

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"Don't, don't...... Don't ......"

"Quan Mo, just let me go......"

"I was wrong, I knew I was wrong."

"Don't touch it, don't, don't—it's uncomfortable...... Hmmm......"

“……”

In the huge room, the quilt was spread on the bed brand new and soft, and the light was dim and ambiguous, shining softly on the two people on the bed.

An Ge was lying on the bed, his skirt was a little loose, his body was struggling desperately, his face was flushed, and the light in his eyes was like water......

"Don't, don't ......"

Ange kept begging for mercy.

The man stood on the edge of the bed, holding her bare-bare ankle with one hand, erecting her entire leg, fingertips scratching at the soles of her feet, no matter how Ange struggled and kicked her legs, he firmly grasped her ankles and continued to scratch.

"Quan Mo, let me go......"

An Ge struggled so hard that she couldn't help it, the unbearable itch spread from the soles of her feet to her whole body, she laughed and felt uncomfortable, and she was about to cry......

"Say, will someone's feet still itch in the future?"

Quan Mo stared at her with low eyes, and there was no pity in his voice.

"You tyrannical hegemony! Can't I go out yet? ”

An Ge's voice was tinged with thin anger, and his hands grabbed the quilt under him.

"You're out of the door? You're called a runaway. Quan Mo slowly scratched at the center of her foot again.

An Ge was tortured to the point that he curled up his toes, tears were about to fall out, and he muttered, "You said that I was called a family ......"

"That's because you can't escape the palm of my hand."

Quan Mo said, slowly bent down, his face close to her fair feet, and blew into the soles of her feet.

"Shhhh

An Ge wanted to roll on the bed.

The wind was more tormenting than his fingers, and a paralyzing itch rushed all over her body, and An Ge felt like her whole body was spasming......

"Say, are your feet still itchy?"

Quan Mo wanted her to be soft, and as he spoke, he pressed a finger on the most itchy part of her feet.

"No itch, no itch, no itch......"

An Ge is a soft bone in front of Quan Mo, and his loyalty and unyielding can't last more than an hour.

"If you're obedient, you'll be obedient."

Quan Mo's face softened, gently lowered her legs, An Ge fell on the bed, his long hair had already been messily spread on the quilt, his face was flushed, his eyes were watery, and his face was aggrieved......

Quan Mo looked at her, reached out and brushed the hair from her face, and distress flashed in his black eyes.

“……”

Give a slap and then a date?

She's not unusual.

An Ge turned his face away and ignored him, her body was already tired, she had learned kung fu to defend herself, but in front of Quan Mo, she felt that she was as weak as the rabbit at home, and she had no power to resist at all.

Quan Mo sat down on the edge of the bed, one hand over her and propped up on the quilt, making her look like he was in his arms, he looked down at her aggrieved little face, "What, did it hurt you?" ”

Just scratch it twice, not to.

“……”

An Ge kept his mouth shut, didn't look at him, didn't speak.

"I know you just hate me for being authoritarian." Quan Mo looked at her on the bed, and said in a low and magnetic voice, "But there is a recording studio at home, why bother squeezing into a studio with others." ”

"......" squeezing a shed is also a good job, just work, and it won't be anything, and it is not allowed.

She's not a caged bird.

She thought that he had thought about choosing this job for her from the beginning, and the dubbing was a behind-the-scenes job, so she didn't have to show her face, and it was all under his control.