It was when she walked through the cloister that she was deeply stung by the scene before her.
A man and a woman both fall into bed. The man is none other than Meng Yichen and the woman is Ning Fei.
Moment Yin Anran feel breathing is like stagnation.
The scene in front of her was so similar … She also saw a blood stain on the bed!
Yin Anran looked at the lip angle and unconsciously evoked a mocking sneer.
Meng Yichen restrained herself from shouting and got up from bed and waved her eyes when she saw the little man.
dyeing
Ning Fei got up from bed and looked at her with a face of panic. Little Dye, don’t misunderstand me and Yi Chen’s brother …
How are you and I not?
She threw a cold shoulder and turned to leave.
But as soon as I turned around, my arm became more powerful. Don’t go with the dye.
He felt very uncomfortable. He held her arm and his hand tightened unconsciously.
Yin Anran’s arm hurts badly, or even more, it hurts her heart …
Little dye, you really misunderstood me and Yi Chen’s brother …
You go out Meng Yichen shouted at Ningfei coldly.
NingFei zheng a pair of eyes looked at him with tears but yi Chen elder brother you …
Get out!
Yin Anran wanted to shake off his hand. It’s me who should go out.
Meng Yichen directly dragged her into her arms. Let me explain.
Her unique fragrance entered his nose and he could hardly control it.
Dye dye …
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His thin cool lip fell on her neck.
Yin An dyed frowned and stretched out his hand and pushed him, but he was firmly tied. Dyed … I feel bad … He murmured.
Meng Yuxi, let go! She struggled in his arms.
Well …
Suddenly heard a stuffy hum.
When Yin Anran raised her hand, the pupil suddenly got a hand, and her hand was stained with blood when she didn’t know it.
Meng … Meng Yichen … She opened her mouth.
This blood is definitely not her. So …
She discovered that Meng Yichen’s arm did not know when there was a crossing.
I feel bad about dyeing.
His handsome eyebrows and face are stained with a crimson color, but at the same time he is in pain.
At the moment, Yin Anran didn’t care so much, so she quickly helped him to sit Meng Yichen, let’s go to the hospital if you are injured.
Meng Yichen shook his head. Is it dyed?
It’s too powerful unless it’s solved by conventional methods or …
Yin Anran was overwhelmed by him before he could react.
His lips covered directly.
With impatience and thirst
Meng Yichen … you don’t … well …
His hand is still hurt.
Yin Anran consciousness pushing him.
Meng Yichen frowned slightly. Dyeing helps me …
The clamour of physical desire made him almost explode!
Room with two people intertwined with a room ambiguous.
When Yin Anran woke up, the man still held her tightly in his hands. She moved her body, and the man felt the movement and slowly opened his beautiful eyes.
Dye Dye His voice is low and a little hoarse, but it is still so nice.
Yin Anran saw that his arm wound had dried up.
Meng Yichen you hurt …
Meng Yichen glanced indifferently at nothing, a little injury
Yin An dyed frowned and looked at him. What’s the matter with this injury? Who hurt you?