My Wife Is A Princess

An Zhishui was struggling with the blanket. She had to put the blanket away.

This time she twisted the blanket and pressed it to the back of Lee, so that the blanket did not fall anymore.

An Zhishui was a little proud, and Li Zhiwei was a fool, sleeping like a pig, standing beside him, he didn't know.

So An Zhishui didn't leave immediately and stood there watching.

Li Zhidao suddenly closed his mouth, then rolled over, and lay on his back.

As soon as Li Zhi moved, An Zhishui was startled. She quickly held her flashlight in her arms and stood still. Listening to Li Zhi breathing evenly, she realized that he was not awake now and was relieved.

After being taken aback, An Zhishui was much more guilty, and when he saw Li Rong opened his mouth, his heart moved, and he ran back to the room on his tiptoe to get his mobile phone, and then took photos of Li Rong.

"Click!"

When the shutter sounded and the flash fired, An Zhi's sailor was in a hurry, and the phone suddenly fell into the sofa next to Lee.

Fortunately, Li Rong did not wake up, but An Zhishui was dumbfounded. The mobile phone fell to Li Rong's waist, and Li Rong's hand let go, and she held down her cell phone.

You have to get it back quickly, or isn't it surprising that Lee Woke up and found her cell phone with him?

An Zhishui secretly prayed, but Li Rong should never wake up. But just flashed by the flash, he didn't wake up and fell asleep.

I'm such a fool, even if I take a photo, I can't even turn off the flash.

An Zhishui complained in her heart, then she took extra care, held her breath, bent her waist, walked lightly, and touched Li's hand tentatively.

An Zhishui quickly crouched down, raised her ears and listened, hehe, nothing happened.

Rest assured, An Zhishui carefully held Li's hand, put down the flashlight, and pinched the phone with the other hand.

Thank goodness, run away, An Zhishui only occasionally naughty this time, with some excitement and excitement, just wanting to run, who knows that Li Rong suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

An Zhishui stunned, and it was difficult to keep a balance and fell on Li Tong.

An Zhishui didn't dare to exclaim, barely supporting his body, and it was so good that he didn't press Li Rong.

What should I do? An Zhishui regretted it, stinky Lee, stupid Lee, how to sleep so much-something wrong, she could feel that Lee did not wake up, but he held her hand tightly.

An Zhishui can only maintain the posture of lying on Li Rong's body, which is very strange and very strenuous. An Zhishui wants to cry and will never play again.

The arm gradually became a little sour. It was embarrassing and hard to maintain this strange posture. An Zhishui's arm could not support it, and the body lay down unbearably.

It ’s over. If Lee Woke up now, he will definitely jump off the building. What's the difference between his appearance and running into Lee ’s arms in the middle of the night? If he knew it, he would think so, wouldn't he be dead by a joke?

An Zhishui's cheeks were full of redness, and with so much torment in her heart, the more powerless her arms were, the clenching of her teeth finally became useless, and she hummed, and fell into Li's arms.

Lee is better, and in the dream, he took An Zhishui tightly in his arms, didn't he all sleep with An Nanxiu in his arms like this? Although people are different, but the body they are holding is the same tenderness and comfort. Li Zhiluo feels comfortable in his sleep and sleeps more sweetly.

An Zhishui was miserable. Her cheeks were hot against his chest. Her heartbeat beat like a drumstick, and she panicked. The only thing that made her happy was that Li Darou finally let go of her hand, but But holding her tightly, she couldn't escape easily.

The most uncomfortable thing was that the blanket fell off again. It was probably something on the belly of Li ’s house. He was standing on top of An Zhishui through a thin pajama. An Zhishui was strange. She reached out her hand and touched it.

Huh?

An Zhishui frowned. What's this? Hot, said it was hard and somewhat soft, said it was soft, pinched and felt very hard, it was like a large hot sausage.

Li Zhidao never hides a sausage on his stomach. An Zhishui does not know what it is, and it is not convenient to touch it. Going down is the boy's place. Li Zhi has touched An Zhishui's belly. An Zhishui dare to touch his belly boldly.

"That's the boy's chick-chicken!"

An Zhishui's hand was gone, but she was stiff, and suddenly understood what it was. She could not help but drill her head into Li's arms, and when she was done, she had touched Li's chick-chicken!

An Zhishui no longer blushed. She could feel that she was all cold and her face was horrible. She touched and touched it just now. She had become an impure girl?

This was a big hit for An Zhishui. I couldn't help but feel a little frustrated and wept with some fluke suspicion that it should not be a boy's chicken-chicken.

Since it is a chicken-chicken, it must be small. How could it be so large and so long, as if the monkey's tail had reached the front, and it could be wrapped around the waist ... Of course, this is just An Zhishui's exaggerated thinking In fact, this is certainly not possible.

But An Zhishui didn't dare to touch it again, and was nervous and didn't dare to move again.

No, run fast, maybe you will get pregnant! An Zhishui's normal physiological knowledge is still there. She won't believe that kissing will be pregnant, and normal contact is impossible to get pregnant, but she has touched his chick-chicken, and the two are so close. When I knew about water, I was scared, knowing that it was impossible, but I still had the fear of obsessive-compulsive disorder. Regardless of whether he would wake up Li Rong and break his arms, he hurriedly picked up his mobile phone and flashlight and ran back.

"Ouch……"

I accidentally hit the foot of a stool.

The stool shakes, shakes ...

An Zhishui couldn't bear the calf pain, stared at the stool stupidly, and didn't help. Just pray there and don't fall, don't fall!

As if she had any mental strength, An Zhishui could reach out by holding her hand, but stood there looking at the stool, waiting for it to stand still.

Lucky was also prepared for the clever. The silly girl was not so lucky. The stool fell down and made a particularly sobering noise in the room.

run!

An Zhishui also took a flashlight and took a look at Li Dao.

Li Rong had been tossed by An Zhishui for a while, and his sleep was already shallow. He listened to the sound of the stool hitting the ground, and was shot by a flashlight. Where can't he wake up?

Li Rong sat up abruptly, startled, was Xie Lingshu unable to wait to send someone over, and picked up the book next to him.

If it is Xie Lingshu's person, he will not shake with a flashlight! Li Rong's thoughts flashed like lightning, and only a thief could break into someone's house with a small flashlight!

With this idea of ​​loss, Li Rong's thrown-out book used much less force, but also hit people properly.

"what……"

Hearing this exclamation, Li Rong just sneered. He was a stupid female thief who knew that someone was sleeping on the sofa and took a flashlight. Isn't this trying to die?

But how did the call sound so familiar, and hit the little female thief, but the little female thief's cry made Li Yurou's anxiety worry and distress?

Oops!

It was An Zhishui. Li Rong immediately jumped over and turned on the light. Wasn't that little female thief sitting on the ground and sobbing with tears in tears?

Li Rong didn't bother to ask what was going on. He knew the strength he had thrown out. If he hadn't responded, it was unlikely that Xie Lingshu would be the one, and now An Zhishui would be dead. Even now, he It also uses the power to make ordinary people incapacitated.

How can An Zhishui, a pampered and pampered young lady, stand?

Li Rong quickly squatted down, and saw An Zhishui's pajamas on his right scapula's palpable blood stains. Although the book is not a blunt instrument, a sharp instrument, but the power of Li Rong, even a poker card, kills people.

"Go to bed and lie down." Li Zhiping supported An Zhishui, let her lie on the bed, and tore her pajamas off her back.

At this time, An Zhishui only knew how to cry, and was helped by Li Rongli. He was even more aggrieved. The pain was so severe that he did not cry, but the tears couldn't stop flowing.

Li Rong looked at the injury on her back, but she was very distressed, but also secretly fortunate that it was not the corner of the book that was hit, but the entire book was photographed in this position, otherwise I was afraid that this piece would have to be smashed. Now it is Large swelling, just do not know if bones are broken.

As soon as Li Wei gritted his teeth, he severely broke his fingers, and a drop of blood fell on An Zhishui's wound.

How vigorous is Li's blood now? Even if An Zhishui broke his arm, he could connect it. Soon the wound on the back healed, the blood was wiped clean, and the skin was still as shiny as jade.

"Are you still in pain?" Li Zhirou asked softly, wondering in her heart, what was she doing in the middle of the night? If you want to go to the bathroom, or drink water, you can turn on the small lamp. If you have told her, why do you hold a flashlight and shake it?

"Pain ..." An Zhishui has never had such a painful experience. She just thinks that the injection is a super terrifying memory when she was a child. A little bump of An Dongyang ’s baby girl will make the person who waits for her startled Seeing the blood may even crack the bones, there is nothing that can happen.

"Be patient first, I'll treat you with qigong." Li Rong did not know if his blood could penetrate into his bones. He could only hold her shoulder blades with his palms, and input pure vitality, at least it can be eliminated first. Her pain.

An Zhishui trusted Li Zhiqiang's qigong. He felt comfortable when he felt his stomachache. At this time, An Zhishui could not speak, and forgot that his palm was touching her back directly. Skin, her pajamas were torn by Li Wei, and her entire back was bare—

Today, four more, ask for a red ticket, the first more sent.