Chapter 915 You Are Not Crazy (54)

A strong wave of male hormones hit her face, her lips and teeth were pried open, and He Zeyu's tongue came in, entangling hers fiercely.

The back of Shen Mubai's head was tightly shackled by a big hand, and the other party's kiss seemed very rough and fierce, so it was better to call it a kiss than a bite.

Her breath was taken away from her, and her tongue was a little numb from the sucking, so she couldn't help but resist. But he was kissed more fiercely by He Zeyu, and the ambiguous sound of water stains sounded in the cell. An abnormal blush appeared on Shen Mubai's cheeks due to lack of oxygen, and even his eyes began to become wet.

"Um...let go..." She was pushed down against the wall, and she struggled violently with anger and annoyance.

He Zeyu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the helpless cat under his eyelids. The cat's lips were kissed in a bright color. He couldn't help but look at the cat with deep knowledge and kissed it harder.

After the kiss ended, Shen Mubai's legs and feet became weak and he slowly collapsed on the ground.

It wasn't that she was exaggerating, but He Zeyu really had this ability. She couldn't help but glared at him and said angrily, "Are you a dog?"

The black-haired man pulled his lips and smiled, and said extremely viciously, "You say it again?"

His eyes made no secret of his desire at this moment, and the bulging thing in his trousers highlighted his huge outline.

Shen Mubai accidentally glanced at it, his face suddenly turned pale, his eyes began to panic, and he was speechless.

He Zeyu naturally noticed her look, clicked his tongue in displeasure, and then turned around and walked into the bathroom.

Shen Mubai breathed a sigh of relief, okay okay, it's not just that he wanted to have sex with her. If that thing came in, it would kill someone.

She stood up with a numb scalp, then walked towards the bed, slumped on it, and thought about what if He Zeyu really had other thoughts about her in the future.

Putting aside the fact that this is a prison, with his physique, who could stand it?

So much so that when I heard a low gasp coming from the bathroom, I pricked up my ears as if facing a formidable enemy, fearing that the other party would suddenly run out. At that time, I was screaming and screaming every day.

It's okay not to listen. After listening to it for more than thirty minutes, Shen Mubai's cheeks turned red and he felt that there was something wrong with him. Finally, he buried his face in the pillow and blocked his ears.

Damn it, never mind.

About five minutes later, He Zeyu walked out of it.

When he saw someone cowering on the bed, the corner of his lips raised slightly.

Shen Mubai's body stiffened and he quickly pretended to sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, when she heard no movement, she quietly raised her head and looked around.

He Zeyu, who was on the upper bunk, had already fallen asleep. He turned over and leaned outside. His face with deep features was handsome and three-dimensional, and his almost wheat-colored skin gave him a very masculine charm. Because it was summer, he didn't wear any clothes on his upper body, and every muscle line on his body was in perfect shape, especially the eight-pack abs. Even among modern male models, that figure can kill top-notch figures in an instant.

But Shen Mubai had no intention of drooling. She couldn't help but feel a little sad. She had to be on guard all day, not only to be wary of the prisoners outside, but also to be wary of He Zeyu.