I don't want other people to covet my girl anymore.
"Baby, don't move. I'll be sad if you get hurt."
His powerful palm grasped the girl's slender wrist tightly and smoothly put the bracelet on.
"You bad guy, Song Bo is a bad guy!"
Ruan Mian's fair and delicate legs kept kicking around, the bed sheets became messy, and the golden chain made a crisp sound.
The breeze from the window made her skin feel cold, and she didn't dare move.
Especially when I find that the boy's eyes are so deep and creepy...
Her hands were tied so tightly that it hurt, and looking up was uncomfortable.
Feeling so aggrieved, her soft lips were pursed tightly.
"My hand hurts..."
The girl's big watery eyes were full of fear, and her fair and tender skin was flushed with an alluring blush.
She was completely unaware of how her behavior was perceived by others.
The boy was very close to her, and the faint scent of mint lingered beside Ruan Mian, fresh but not pungent.
Song Bo chuckled leisurely, his voice clear and mellow.
Roll up your sleeves.
The skin on the boy's exposed arms was as cold and white as the autumn frost, with winding blue veins protruding from it.
The girl couldn't run away at all. She bit her lower lip and stared at him warily and pitifully.
"Don't come over here..."
When he approached, Ruan Mian stretched out her fair and light pink toes and kicked the boy's waist, but failed.
Song Bo reacted very quickly and grabbed it. Under the hair, his dark eyes and smile were difficult to hide.
The boy comforted the panicked girl with a gentle and affectionate tone.
"Mianmian, don't worry, I won't do anything."
She doesn't believe it.
If you ignore the cloth binding her wrists.
His fingers were so cold that the girl shivered. She felt so cold.
"Let me go..."
After saying this, he did not stop moving his fingers with thin calluses.
Her skin is so tender that a slight pressure will create a cute indentation and leave fingerprints.
Song Bo used his cold eyes to trace the lines of Ruan Mian's legs, and every inch of them grew into the shape he liked.
My intuition told me that it would be dangerous to continue like this.
She wanted to kick the boy who was clinging to her away and kicked him away.
Ruan Mian hurriedly pulled it back but was caught by the boy in mid-air. His face did not look very good now.
"I'm...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
The girl was worried about being beaten up by him, after all, she couldn't figure out his temper and thoughts.
The boy held the girl's anxious toes in his hands again, and her round and cute toes curled up, trembling slightly due to fear.
Song Bo suddenly came closer and leaned over with most of his body.
Looking down at the girl, he untied the cloth around her wrists and threw it to the ground.
She fell back into the soft quilt due to inertia.
The long, messy black hair is casually spread out, outlining a beautiful and moving picture.
The girl quickly closed her eyes, not daring to look into those deep eyes again. They were like a dark pool that would suck her soul in.
She was still foolishly thinking about how the boy would punish her.
When the girl opened her eyes, she saw Song Bo, the top student who used to be like a flower on the mountain top.
The coolness of his thin lips spread to the girl's ankles and calves, and his long eyelashes could not suppress the deep affection in his eyes.
Ruan Mian wanted to stop him, "Don't do this..."
Originally, he was the one who was right, but he was forced to cry.
She bit her lower lip tightly, and put her soft hands on the boy's shoulders. She pushed him a little, but he didn't move.
I pushed it a second time, but still nothing happened.
Song Bo straightened up. The girl's porcelain-white face was covered with tears, and she looked so pitiful.
"Don't be afraid, dear."
Ruan Mian loosened her fingers that were clenching the bed sheet, and her fingertips became pink and transparent from being rubbed.
Choking and crying, "I hate you, I hate you..."
She couldn't stop crying and her body could only tremble. She crawled into the quilt, curled up, and turned her back to the boy who took advantage of her.
The girl seemed to have suffered a great injustice, and the quilt that was stretched to a bulge was still shaking slightly.
As she was crying, Song Bo hugged her from behind along with the quilt.
"Mianmian, it's all my fault for not being able to control myself. Don't be angry."
A gentle and magnetic voice sounded above her head, and the boy kissed the girl's fragrant hair.
The expression on his face was full of gluttony, as satisfied as a dragon that had finally found its treasure.
Ruan Mian wanted to be angry, but for some reason, as Song Bo spoke gently, her eyelids became heavier and heavier until she lost consciousness.
I didn't hear the system prompt sound in my mind.
[The plot has been detected to have seriously deviated. No new tasks will be issued until you correct it.]
The warm sunlight shines into the house.
The person in the quilt turned over and struggled for a long time before waking up.
A layer of ointment had been applied to her wrists and feet at some point, and the mottled marks had almost disappeared.
It’s all Song Bo’s fault.
Ruan Mian secretly cursed him several times in her heart.
He kept his mouth shut until he heard the door open.
The boy strolled to the bedside, holding today's lunch in his hand.
She thought that she couldn't go on like this, otherwise how could she complete her mission?
The girl was half lying on the quilt, her slender waist stretched out.
A hazy light from outside the window shone on her, and her white neck was as slender as a swan's.
"I...want to go downstairs to eat, is that okay?"
There was still a hazy light at the corners of Ruan Mian's delicate eyes, and she seemed to be still a little sleepy.
She opened her lips slightly, and her voice was a little tired.
Song Bo stared at her for a long time with his eyelids drooping, his Adam's apple rolling silently, and finally nodded.
He took out the key from his pocket, untied the golden chain on the girl's ankle, and walked out with her in his arms.
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