Chapter 17 Do You Like Self-Mutilation?
When the first kiss was accidentally taken away by him, she could only admit that she was unlucky.
But about the first night, don't say that you are still young, even if you are an adult, it is still unacceptable!
Thinking of this, Luo Zheng searched back and forth while preventing the man from rushing forward.
Finally, the ashtray that falls on the bedside table.
Luo Zheng didn't even think about it, picked it up and held it in the palm of his hand. If a man forced it, he would be like a dead fish and a net.
Bo Hancheng looked down at Luo Zheng from a height, and saw all her small movements, his thin lips sneered: "Little thing, not only do you want to cross the river and demolish the bridge, but also want to repay your kindness and revenge?"
Hearing this, Luo Zheng bit her lower lip and met the man's indifferent eyes. She felt inexplicably heartbroken, and retorted slightly: "I didn't..."
Unexpectedly, Bo Hancheng changed his voice and suddenly pointed to the door: "You said, if I open the door now and let the group of people outside the door come in, what will happen?"
It is not difficult to guess that she and the group of boys outside must have known each other... Otherwise, why would she be willing to give herself up to avoid each other?
In an instant, Luo Zheng's palm-sized face was stained with panic: "Don't!"
At this time, Mu Sen must have brought someone into the room and was facing Jiang Xinlei... She couldn't let them find out, and she couldn't disrupt her plan!
Bo Hancheng's eyes were silent, and lightly fell on the ashtray in her hand. Luo Zheng froze slightly and quickly dropped the ashtray: "Beautiful brother, this is a misunderstanding! I just think this ashtray is good, I want to take a good look..."
At the end of the day, not to mention what the man thinks, even himself is embarrassed for this lame reason.
Taking a deep breath, Luo Zheng looked up at him and asked directly, "What do you want?"
As soon as the words fell, Bo Hancheng suddenly leaned down and reached out to attack her.
Luo Zheng's body was tense, thinking that he was going to invade himself, thinking about forcibly enduring it, he should let the dog bite!
However, he just grabbed her wrist and raised it, and then pulled the sleeve of the bathrobe to reveal the slender arm... Just looking at the top, there were marks of knife cuts, causing a blur of blood and flesh, although the bleeding had stopped, it looked very hideous.
"Do you like self-mutilation?"
Bo Hancheng asked lightly, unable to hear any tone.
The corner of Luo Zheng's mouth twitched, she is not a snake spirit, she likes to self-inflict when she has nothing... She tried to withdraw her palm, and then explained with a smile: "This is my solution to the aphrodisiac, it is not self-mutilation."
Although, I can't guess the man's purpose, but there should be no malicious intent.
With a sigh of relief, Luo Zheng blinked playfully: "I'll invite you to the play, okay?"
After saying a word, before waiting for the man to answer, Luo Zheng got up and went to the ground, just taking a few steps.
Looking back at the man, he stopped there and looked at her lightly.
After hesitating for a moment, Luo Zheng took two steps back, went back to the man, and tried to reach out carefully to hold the man's palm... His palm was so wide, so long and so big that her seventeen-year-old palm was only enough to hold a few fingers of him.
Pulling the man forward, fortunately he did not refuse and followed behind her.
Luo Zheng quietly opened the door to make sure that there was no one outside, so he moved his steps and stopped outside the sex room.
As soon as I got here, I heard Jiang Xinlei's cry: "Asen, I'm your girlfriend, how can you bring someone to humiliate me?!"
girlfriend--
With a flash of light, Luo Zheng's pink lips curled into a sneer.
Of course she knew that Mu Sen and Jiang Xinlei were a couple, but she didn't know when the two of them got on the red line!
"Why are you crying? It's fucking useless! The person I want is Luo Zheng, what are you doing here?!"