The little fist loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again!
"I have no shame? You secretly photoshopped a picture of me without clothes, and now you want to have shame?"
boom--
When Song Wanwan heard this, a thunder exploded in his head.
She thought of the poster of Rong Lvchi she saw in Mianmian's hand in the video yesterday...
That guy can't be...
Song Wanwan barely managed to turn around and looked at the large photo held in Rong Luchi's hand.
When he saw Rong Lvchi wearing only a pair of boxer briefs.
Song Wanwan was shocked and looked like he had lost all hope in life.
"It doesn't matter if I don't have this sister..."
Song Wanwan said resentfully.
"If it wasn't your instruction, would your sisters help you arrange it?" Rong Luchi looked at the photoshopped photo in his hand.
It should be a photo of a male model, and the other party replaced his face on it.
"Am I in such bad shape? Huh?"
He walked into the house with the photo.
Close the door behind you.
Song Wanwan took a glance.
Because she was wearing very little, her eyes couldn't help but look at a particularly prominent place when she looked over.
"I'm blind."
So this is the surprise that guy was talking about!
It’s a photoshopped picture of Rong Lyuchi without clothes!
Song Wanwan held his large photo frame and wanted to leave this place of trouble immediately.
Song Wanwan wanted to leave, but Rong Luchi blocked his way.
"Get out of the way." Song Wanwan frowned and drove him away angrily.
Rong Luchi casually threw the photo to the entrance and leaned forward.
The powerful aura came over.
Song Wanwan couldn't help but lean back.
The photo frame in her hand was a bit heavy, so she had to lean on the entrance cabinet.
“This photo was taken by one of my sisters, she is a photographer.
And even though it was sent to the wrong room, it was you who opened my package without permission, so you were the one being impolite first."
It was clearly his fault first, but why was he so nervous now?
Song Wanwan felt a faint smell of alcohol on him.
The smell of alcohol mixed with the fresh scent on his body continuously hit her brain.
She was almost out of breath.
Rong Luchi raised his face slightly, and the smile in his deep eyes gradually spread across his face. "How many faces do you have, woman? Hmm?"
The man had an unparalleled handsome face, and he looked down at her with a condescending smile.
The curved smile at the corner of his mouth made her feel uneasy.
"About seven or eight, all of them look ferocious and menacing. Are you afraid?"
Rong Luchi chuckled softly.
He hooked her chin with his long fingers, exerted a little force, and lifted her up so that she could look into his eyes.
His tone was half low and half joking: "I only know of two, one on the bed and one under the bed...
The two photos are in stark contrast: one is elegant and dignified, the other is a fairy."
"You!!" Song Wanwan's face flushed red, and she stared at him with her beautiful, clear eyes.
"Are you shy?" Rong Luchi's smile deepened.
The ink-black eyes sparkled.
Song Wanwan bit her lower lip lightly and retorted angrily: "Are you talking about me or yourself?"
"Oh--"
Rong Luchi glared at her red little face.
"Food and sex are human nature. It seems we are the same kind of people."
Song Wanwan: "..."
"We are different."
"I've already slept, what's the difference?"
"Is it okay if the genders are different?" Song Wanwan held the photo frame in his arms, it was too heavy.
I feel both my hands are numb.
Rong Luchi took the photo frame from her hand.
He was so strong that Song Wanwan couldn't stop him at all.
"Rong Luchi, let's not do this anymore." Song Wanwan was trapped between the entrance cabinet and him.
I wanted to use the photo frame to block myself, but he took it away and put it aside.
Then, he stretched out his arms at her sides, completely encircling her in his arms.
His pair of black eyes were as dark as if on fire, strong desire was surging in his eyes, and even his breath became heavier.
Song Wanwan knew what he was going to do next.
As he leaned forward, she tilted her head away.
The slightly cool lips were pressed against her cheek.
The heavy breathing soaked her ears.
Song Wanwan grabbed the hem of her clothes with her little hands, and her ears turned red instantly.
The body seemed to have lost its support and was gradually going limp.
But she bit her inner lip hard, forcing herself to stay awake.
"What if you don't want to? Tell me." Rong Luchi glanced at her turned away profile.
Knowing that she was avoiding him, he couldn't help but bite her ear angrily.
The sensitive ear was wrapped in warmth and moisture, and Song Wanwan felt as if an electric current was running through his whole body.
She suppressed the moan and retracted her neck.
"Don't get entangled..."
But Rong Luchi also pressed forward.
"I'm hungry," he said hoarsely.
"No, we can't do that anymore."
Song Wanwan closed his eyes tightly and stood firm.
But her trembling voice betrayed her inner nervousness.
"But I'm hungry."
Rong Luchi's voice was hoarse, carrying a kind of bewitching power that could melt everything.
There was also some coaxing.
There's even a bit of... coquettishness.
The deep voice was gentle and soft.
Unlike her usual domineering behavior, it really seems like she is acting like a spoiled child.
The tone suddenly softened, and Song Wanwan felt that the defense line he had been holding on to was gradually sinking.
Seeing that she was determined to die but didn't dare to resist.
Rong Luchi wanted to tease her even more.
His big hand passed through her lower back and gently rubbed her soft waist.
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