Miao Zhen in front of him was shocked and overreacted. When he stepped on the accelerator, Rolls-Royce started.

"Ah!" Miss Liu fell forward unexpectedly, and lay on Sheng Yumo like a frog on the road.

Miao Zhen: Ahhhhh, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, the goblins are going to fight again!

In order to save the life of the dog, he used extraordinary means to raise the partition between the front and rear rows. Separate people, sound insulation, and screen insulation!

Sheng Yumo's palm had already pressed Liu Muguan's shoulder and pushed her up.

His face was cold, as if he was not touched by the beauty's "urgent roar" and threw herself into her arms.

"Go down." The voice is still calm without any tone.

The palm moved down from her shoulders and pinched her arm, so thin that it would break with almost a little force.

The girl's skin is smooth, but under this smooth... only thin bones remain.

His palms are big and his fingers are long, and he has half left after pinching them.

Due to the tingling pain in my heart, the force on my hands became a little lighter, and my determination to push her away also loosened a little...

But the next second, his eyebrows stood up again.

The little wolf cub was not good, so he took advantage of his soft heart and stroked his hand to his face.

"Take..." Sheng Yumo wanted to reprimand, and his voice disappeared in the air.

The little wolf cub's little claw touched his ears.

Her palms were warm, but her fingertips were slightly cool. The tip of her nails had a hidden blade that shaved across his ears and finally landed on his earlobe, plucking it as if teasing.

His eyes looked like frozen lava, and they were about to break through the ice and burn people in an instant.

Of course she knew...

She always knew...

In the past, she didn't like to lie on his shoulders, blow breathing into his ears, and occasionally bite it mischievously.

Just to see the embarrassment and moment of confusion that he had no time to hide.

Her hands were gathering, and her thin arms seemed to be about to break in his palm. The mottled green and red fingerprints on her arms were all accusing him of his "abus".

It fell into his eyes, but it was like a spark of prairie fire and a pluck of strings...

"Brother..." she shouted softly and coquettishly.

When she is sweet, obedient, and acting cute, she is like a little devil disguised as an angel, with a demon's tail hidden behind her white wings.

Who can tell him why her hands were so gentle, with fire and ice in them, allowing two completely opposite energies to soak into his blood vessels along his skin and gather in his chest, hitting out the power that almost fainted.

"Brother... don't drive Wanwan to leave, okay?"

The carriage has been divided into two halves. Miao Zhen in front is concentrating on racing in the real world, and the space behind is independent of a illusion that is isolated from the world.

Liu Muguan's hand pressed the artery of his ear bit by bit and scraped it down.

If it is too light, it will hardly feel it; if it is too heavy, it will cut off his skin.

But she was neither light nor heavy, and she slowly went down, staying at his Adam's apple, and her fingertips slid with the ups and downs of her breathing.

"Go down..." This was Sheng Yumo's order again, his voice seemed to be burning, with a dark red soldering iron color.

The response to him was her hand that continued to make trouble.

Liu Muguan's thin lips curled like the lower strings of Yue'er. He held her hand and it was easy to shake her away.

Don't talk, act.

Just throw her down.

She stripped off the buttons of his shirt…and frowned unconsciously.

Why, there are scars on his chest?
Chapter completed!