National Film Empress Was Sweet As Honey

Good...it hurts...

But more, it's shame...

Wan Tuxian's body couldn't stop shaking.

This little virgin is fat? How dare... hit her? !

"You are not drunk! Do you want to die?" Wan Tuxian's eyes were cold.

"Snapped!"

"Ah..." Another slap fell.

"You..." Wan Tuxian's eyes flushed slightly, and he didn't know if he was ashamed or angry.

In order to make Wan Tuxian's memory long, Jun Buzui used these two slaps with great strength. Presumably, slap marks will appear on her little **** soon...

Without waiting for what Wan Chengxian said, the third slap fell again.

"Um..." Her eyes were already slightly moist.

After three hits, Jun was not drunk before he stopped. He got out of bed and warned with a cold voice: "Don't come back to provoke the poor in the future!"

"..." Wan Qianxian did not respond.

She kept the posture of being beaten, buried her face in the quilt, and her body was shaking slightly.

Jun Budrunk and frowned his beautiful eyebrows...

Why doesn't she speak?

Is it... it hurts?

"Um..." Wan Tuxian's whimper sounded vaguely from the quilt.

"..." Jun Bu drunk for a moment.

she cried?

It seemed to me that I did start a little harder.

No matter how slutty, Wan Chengxian is still a fragile girl.

He is a man who is still a martial artist, and he is not serious or serious, for fear that he will really hurt her.

Hearing Wan Chengxian's faint crying, Jun Buzui unexpectedly felt that his heart seemed to be entangled in something, giving birth to a faint palpitation.

what should I do now?

Jun Budrunk was a little overwhelmed. He would never comfort others, let alone comfort girls.

"You... don't cry..." Jun Budrunk's tone was stained with anxiety and distress.

Hearing that, Wan Tuxian turned her head slightly to look at him, her pretty little face was full of grievances, she pursed her small mouth, and her big hooked eyes were filled with tears, she looked very pitiful, she said Xian Ruan Nuo Nuo coquettishly said: "You bully..."

Jun Buzui's tone softened unconsciously, "It's the fault of the poor..."

"People...it hurts..." Wan Tuxian groaned, "You rub them~"

"Boom!" Jun Buzui said with a hot face and a cold voice: "Donor, please respect yourself."

"Tsk..." This one...

Wan Tuxian looked at him dizzyingly, "Then you come over and help them sit up, they will be numb under your hit."

Jun Buzui was silent, he stepped forward and reached out to help Wan Qianxian's arm.

As soon as he met, Wan Tuxian suddenly rushed forward and grabbed Jun Budrunk's neck.

The man subconsciously grabbed her by the arm and wanted to throw her out. At this moment, Wan Tuxian's aggrieved and tender voice sounded in his ear, "People hurt~ I want to hug~"

"..." The hand that originally wanted to throw her away suddenly stopped.

Wan Tuoxian's acting like a baby actually made Jun Budrunk instantly softened, and he was reluctant to throw her away.

If this continues, it's not good...

Letting Wan Tuxian hug him for a long time, Jun Budrunk whispered, "Have you enough?"

"No~" A light of infatuation flashed in Wan Tu's fairy eyes, Jun Budrunk finally let her hug her obediently, she naturally wanted to hug her for a while, taking the opportunity to play tricks, "Brother Jun~ you can take someone back to the room, OK? ?"

Jun Buzui frowned lightly, "You...can't walk?"

"Isn't it because you played too hard? Why are you willing to treat others like that?" Wan Tuxian said angrily.

"..." Jun Budrunk did not speak again.

In the next second, he gently picked up Wan Qianxian, turned and left the room.

After all, it was his fault, and he was responsible for it.