Chapter 1276 I Like It

Ruan Tiantian gnawed in disarray, she only knew how to relieve her pain, she bit the man's lips with her mouth, she liked the cold feeling!

It feels different from her.

Lu Yanzhi took a deep breath. If he wanted to, he could easily push her away with his strength and control her so that she couldn't move, but that would definitely hurt her. He tightened his hands around her waistline.

At this moment, Ruan Tiantian is like a child who got her favorite toy, expressing her love for her 'toy' in the most enthusiastic way.

Nibbling and biting on this 'toy' is her way of expression.

The calmness in Lu Yanzhi's deep eyes that made everyone bow down was gradually swallowed by the darkness. It was a power that could destroy everything, and the hands on his waist gradually loosened.

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Two men stood outside the hotel.

Zhou Li threw the UMP on his shoulder back into the car, and complained to the people next to him, "It's been an hour since I went in, why haven't I come out yet? Do you want to go in and have a look?"

Standing beside Zhou Li was a man with a cold face. Hearing this, he said expressionlessly, "I want to go to you."

Zhou Li touched his nose: "Forget it, don't dare."

He happened to have a mission in the Golden Triangle, and suddenly got the news that Master Di had used the information network here, and came here on his own initiative. Master Di didn't blame him, and everything was fine.

While the two were talking, there was a figure at the hotel gate, and his young master was holding someone in his arms. Although he had guessed it a long time ago, when he saw it with his own eyes, Zhou Li was still taken aback. A person who is regarded as a god by the entire J district, but one day he has a woman in his arms?

If this news gets out, how many female comrades in arms will be heartbroken.

Zhou Li was grieving for his female comrade-in-arms. Young Master Di had already come to him with the woman in his arms. From a distance of two meters, he seemed to have seen what he was thinking in his heart. ?”

Zhou Li was agitated, he didn't care to look at the true face of the woman in his arms, and hurriedly said, "He's too cunning, he already ran away when we came."

Lu Yanzhi snorted coldly: "Notify Ye Yuchen and ask him if he wants to be dead or alive."

Zhou Li: "Yes!"

The man walked up to the car, Zhao Sen opened the door, and when Young Master Di got into the car, he secretly glanced at the woman in his arms. The woman was wrapped in a white towel, and she was tightly wrapped. Clothes also had a lot of water stains.

Although Zhao Sen was calm on the surface, he was as excited as Zhou Li in his heart. He wanted to see the woman's true face clearly, so he kept peeking out of the corner of his eye. The woman buried half of her face in Di Shao's arms, her eyes closed tightly. As he stood, he could only see a blurred side face.

I can't see the rest, Zhao Sen was a little bit unwilling to give up, so he continued to watch.

Lu Yanzhi's footsteps paused slightly, and he narrowed his eyes and looked sideways at Zhao Sen. His voice was so cold that he asked, "Should I wake her up so that you can see clearly?"

Zhao Sen raised his forehead, bowed his head and said, "Don't dare."

The man hugged Ruan Tiantian, bent down and got into the back seat. There was a lot of space in the back seat. He put her down as soon as he got in the car, and fell asleep with her head resting on his lap. Lu Yanzhi leaned on the back of the seat, raised her hand Rubbing between the eyebrows.

Zhou Li Zhao Sen got in the car, started the car, the lights in the car came on, Zhou Li couldn't help but glanced at the rearview mirror, and found that there were rows of teeth marks on Di Shao's chin, mouth and neck, and secretly stabbed Zhao Sen who was next to him. Sen winked at him.

Zhao Sen looked at the rearview mirror tacitly. He had just seen the mirror, and before he could see the person in the mirror clearly, Emperor Shao raised his head, and his sharp gaze came directly at him through the mirror, gloomy and captivating. Soul, a strong sense of oppression hit——