Chapter 37: If You Can't Force It, You Will Be Beaten!

The sports car sped forward, and the partition between the front and rear seats in the car dropped down, sealing it tightly.

But the back seat is not so stable, kicking and humming constantly...

Sang Xia couldn't avoid his lips, but her face was pale and desperate, and she couldn't hide her disgust and disgust towards him.

That night, if she hadn't recognized the wrong person, she would have spent the night with someone like him again—!

Feeling the heat of his body, Rong Zhan finally felt relieved.

Sang Xia's cheeks were flushed, her long and beautiful eyes were half blurred, and some strands of hair wet with sweat still stuck to her cheeks.

Rong Zhan couldn't help looking at it obsessively.

Sudden.

Sang Xia felt the heat change under her body, she whimpered as she was kissed by him, she didn't dare to move again!

Damn it.

Is this man iron-clad? ?

Just when she was thinking this way, he left, looking at her with evil eyes and a little playfulness.

He said in a dark and bewildering voice, "Did you feel it? You should be glad that you are lucky and it's not a big deal, otherwise..."

Speaking of this, he snorted twice.

Otherwise, let's see how he kills her!

Sang Xia: "..."

Even though Sang Xia was extremely annoyed, her cheeks were already so red that she was about to bleed, this man, how could he be so rascal! asshole!

Why didn't she kick him down?

Feeling the heat of his body, Rong Zhan finally felt relieved.

The doctor said that his problem is not very serious, rest more, take good care of him and wait for recovery. Rong Zhan knows that he can't do that for a while, so he just wanted to teach her a lesson, and secondly, he wanted to see if he was right. It's really all right.

The third is...

When he saw her, he couldn't help wanting to kiss her, kiss her, hug her.

Just for now.

Rong Zhan obviously wanted to teach her a lesson, but seeing her lying on the car seat in messy clothes, her soft hair was scattered.

This scene made his eyes even hotter.

Sang Xia's cheeks were flushed, her long and beautiful eyes were half blurred, and some strands of hair wet with sweat still stuck to her cheeks.

All over her body, there was a breath of temptation to him.

Rong Zhan couldn't help looking at her obsessively, and finally shifted his gaze to her bulging chest, staring at her for a moment, his slender hands couldn't help it, and slowly moved over...

Sang Xia recovered, seeing him leaning over again, her eyes widened.

What is he looking at! ?

Following his line of sight, Sang Xia's expression changed, and she immediately shrank back to cover it up.

He hurriedly grabbed her arm that was covering her. Sang Xia was in a hurry and said that it was too soon. When he was presumptuous, Sang Xia's other hand grabbed the front end of the guitar that was thrown under the seat, and pointed at it. He banged his head on—

"boom--!"

Accompanied by a sound, the man on his body groaned in pain, and the strength under his control disappeared. Sang Xia hurriedly wrapped her clothes and got up, and saw him frowning tightly, covering the place where he was bumped, and he had already squeezed through his fingers. There was blood.

Sang Xia panicked, looking at her guitar, the edges and corners were not stained with blood?

"you……"

Fu Zai: The next good show you are looking forward to is coming~