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48, fish grilled on fire

Di Xinran was in so much pain that she wanted him to stop. She would rather have more pain tomorrow than suffer this pain today. But she turned to look at his gloomy face and swallowed the words.

His hands rubbed the injuries on her body. Perhaps because she thought her close-fitting clothes were in the way, her clothes were thrown to the ground without warning.

Di Xinran was so shocked that he wanted to run away, but was held down by his big hands. The pain was no longer an issue now, and his shyness covered up all his feelings.

She was held down by him and couldn't run away. Her head was buried in her arms, and she really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. Why did she end up like this every time she was with him.

It wasn't until he took his big hands away from her body and turned her over that she came back to her senses.

Di Xinran quickly sat up, lowered her head, protected her front with both arms, and sat with her legs curled sideways. Her voice kept shaking, "The front, the front, I'll wipe it myself."

"Your hands are not that strong." He said calmly, his voice calm and without any fluctuation.

His hands pressed her down, and the huge figure pressed down, and Di Xinran forgot to breathe.

Gong Xuechou poured safflower oil into his hands calmly, seemingly not noticing the woman's embarrassment at all.

Di Xinran's whole body was as red as a cooked shrimp, just like a delicate hibiscus blooming in the man's eyes.

Gong Xuechou's eyes were deep and his tone was extremely calm, "Open your arms." There was also a bruise on her heart.

Di Xinran bit her lower lip tightly. Even though she knew he was healing her wounds, how could she remain calm in front of a man like this?

"Hurry up!" The man's eyes showed coldness, and his tone sounded impatient.

Di Xinran knew that if she made him anxious, the consequences would only be more serious. She carefully moved her arms away, revealing the bruises on her heart, but her hands were still guarding the rest of her body.

Gong Xuechou's big hand burned hotly on her heart, and her heart suddenly palpitated.

Gong Xuechou could clearly feel her racing heart. His eyes became even more gloomy and deep.

His face remained expressionless, and the movements of his hands were slow and slow. He didn't stop until all the safflower oil penetrated into her skin.

Di Xinran's heart heaved violently, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. However, before he could fully breathe, his hands were caressing other parts of her like a devil.

Di Xinran lay stiffly, his mind going blank.

Her whole body was burning hot, and she felt like a fish being grilled on the fire.

Gong Xuechou glanced at the stunned woman and said coldly: "Get up and put on your clothes."

Di Xinran suddenly woke up and went to the ground to pick up her clothes in a panic.

Gong Xuechou held her arm, and she fell into the man's arms before she could stand still. The surroundings were filled with the scent of men. Gong Xuechou gently held her waist, and his voice was deep and exuded his unique characteristics.

The charm is, "You are not allowed to wear those clothes if they are dirty. There are clothes prepared for you in the dressing room. Go and pick one yourself."

Before Di Xinran woke up, Gong Xuechou had already walked out of the room without any attachment.

Di Xinran calmed down and walked into the dressing room.

The dressing room is very large, almost twice as big as her room. On one side are Gong Xuechou's clothes and shoes, and on the other side are her clothes from all seasons, all of which are world famous brands of course. The drawers are all Bruna's underwear.

Clothes.

Di Xinran didn't think too much, and quickly picked out a suit to put on, and then chose a small white lace dress. Looking at herself neatly dressed in the full-length mirror, she regained some sense of security.

She did not touch the leather shoes placed under the wardrobe. She knew very well how much these clothes, shoes, and leather bags were worth. She only took the clothes she urgently needed, and she did not want to touch the others.

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