Chapter 243 The Great Demon King Who Is Nervous

When he was just now, Di Shifang only cared about Lu Jiuque's injury, but now that I think about it, I understand that the soft and delicate touch in my hands just now came from her... This little boy who can't wait to rush up to bite him at this moment. guy!

Emperor Shifang's judgment on the meaning of Lu Jiuque's expression was very accurate. In fact, Lu Jiuque did so!

She was so irritated that she lost her mind. What was committed, what was dangerous, what was life-saving, were all left behind by her.

She just wanted to get revenge!

Lu Jiuque suddenly threw himself on Di Shifang's body, like a ferocious little leopard.

In order not to hurt her, he had to fall down with one hand lightly around her waist, for fear that she would roll off the bed.

She was on top, he was on the bottom, she ripped open his neat shirt with one hand, opened her mouth and bit his throat fiercely, and the pointy little tiger teeth could not wait to pierce his skin.

The force was so great that her whole body trembled.

Even with sore gums and a faint smell of blood in her mouth, she didn't want to let him go.

She's going to kill him!

The goddamn devil!

Humiliate her again and again!

Why did he treat her like this, push her down if he wanted to, take off her clothes if he wanted to, and...touch her like that? !

hateful! hateful! hateful!

Just when Lu Jiuque was furious and the blood in his mouth became more intense, a hand quietly covered her back.

Again and again, gently swept her back so that she wouldn't be too tense.

That movement was clumsy and stiff, but I couldn't feel the tenderness in it.

Immediately afterwards, the boy came with a hint of embarrassment and nervousness in his voice.

"I... didn't mean to do this to you, it's just that you said you were injured... I just, make sure..." I'm sorry, little thing.

After this period of time together, no one knew her better than Di Shifang.

What a cheeky, unofficial little thing, but he is prouder and more stubborn than anyone else.

No matter how tiring and bitter the training was, she never shouted a word, and no matter how terrifying and terrifying the pressure of murder was, she never took a step back.

How could such a person allow others to treat her like this?

He meant no offense, he was just, in a hurry.

I don't know why, every time he encounters her things, he is easy to lose sight of him, maybe he should review it too.

Lu Jiuque didn't let go, and Di Shifang didn't get angry, so he let her bite himself and comforted her that she became a lot more proficient in her movements.

It wasn't until Lu Jiuque's breathing became less rapid and hot that she loosened her teeth.

A bloody tooth mark was engraved on Di Shifang's collarbone impressively, and on his snow-white skin, it was like a red plum blossoming enchantingly, with a dazzling surprise.

At the same time, it can be seen that Lu Jiuque is also a little guilty...

how to say……

cough cough.

It turned out that the other party was only concerned about whether she was injured... but she misunderstood.

It's just that she can't be blamed for this. If you want to blame it, you can blame this guy for using the wrong method.

How can someone look at someone's wound and tear their clothes without saying a word?

Bandits, hooligans, big villains!

That's right!

The big devil is also wrong!

Thinking of this, Lu Jiuque's carelessness disappeared.

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