Chapter 2353: May be the spark of your eyes 247

Chapter 2353 is willing to be the spark of your eyes 247
I had to nod and I nodded. When I walked, I looked at it with a confused look. I didn’t seem to understand that I was able to make such a fierce temper with her cousin...
When I waited for Li to go out, I picked up my eyebrows and turned over the chair in front of me. I glared at Cheng Bai and said, "Answer me!"
But he also arrogant for a while.
Because very quickly, Cheng Bai lifted his faintness and looked at him motionlessly. After a moment, he reached out and held down his hand, and he couldn’t help but raise his hand to open his hand, but he didn’t have time. With force, it was too hard to control by Cheng Bai.
The lateness couldn’t help, and the whole person was suddenly squatted down, almost slammed on the couch, and slammed into the side of his leg, forced to squat, and one hand was placed on Cheng’s leg. Because he was squatting down his arm, the clothes on his right shoulder were pulled apart, and he looked up angrily, and Cheng Bai’s hand reached in from the open shirt on his right shoulder, and he extended his other hand. To push him away, but the next moment, he screamed, and he felt as if there was an illusion that the bones of his right hand were pinched off by the white, because at that moment, his arm could not move.
However, Cheng Bai’s expression has not changed from beginning to end. He just leaned over and looked at him quietly. His hand reached into his clothes. The slender fingers slipped on his skin-tight clavicle, like playing one. A very expensive porcelain, slowly stroking, but the tone of speech is slowly and indifferent, invisibly bringing a very strong oppression, "Like a little girl?"
He was sore and had shortness of breath, but he still glared at him with a hard scalp: "What is it!"
However, Cheng Bai still looks calm, his hand is free on his collarbone, slowly pulling his clothes apart, and the cold fingertips are filled with a thin plaque left for years to write. The skin makes the squatting tight and tight, and I can't control myself. I feel that my skin is gradually reddening, as if I can't be myself.
Cheng Bai’s tone is still slow and low, as if he was not telling him late, but he was telling him a very ordinary thing:
I’m late, I said it when I was in Seoul, once you gave the opportunity, I can't let go."
"I... didn't give you a chance!" The late throat was tight, and even the breathing was messed up. The whole brain was also chaotic, as if the whole body was left to dominate by Cheng Bai, but he was on the verge of losing control.
"No?" Cheng Bai smiled low.
"No!"
"Then why are you saving me?" Cheng Bai's big hand slowly descended, like a bright rose, his fingertips were lightly crushed, but the tone was abstinence and cold, and faintly said: "You are not, can't you kill me?" ?"
"Cheng Bai..." He took a breath and couldn't stand it. He held out the other hand and held down the hand that Cheng Bai reached into his clothes. He was picked and made his eyes red, but he was stunned. He said: "If you come again, I will let you drown in the river!"
"You won't." Cheng Bai stared at him. Suddenly he used his strength again. Even his eyes were cold and cloudy. He said slowly: "I am late, this time I let go." You. But you remember, you dare to marry, I dare to ruin you."
Cheng Bai said, finally released his hand and got up and left coldly.
(End of this chapter)