Super King of Soldiers in the City

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Wang Fan brought Gong Feixue into the hotel and went straight to the big round bed.

Gong Feixue had been weak for a long time, and when he touched the big bed, he made a bang, like a peeled egg, and fell to the bed. When I touched the wound, I subconsciously groaned.

The soft, tender body twisted slightly like a water snake, combined with the virtual sweat on the cheek, and the screaming noises.

This pose, this expression.

It's simply unbearable.

"Oh, people aren't Liu Xiahui. Are you really tempting people like that? Is it really okay?" Wang Fan sulked, pulling a large piece of bed sheet into a strip of cloth.

In this state of Gong Feixue, the hospital must not dare to go, and the hotel has no bandages. He can only do so.

"Ah, um, it hurts, it hurts so much." Gong Feixue had almost lost consciousness with his pain. His hands were covering his waist, his mouth was temptingly opened, and his body was writhing.

The blood flowed out continuously, and this moment of kung fu had stained most of the bed, which was shocking.

Wang Fan didn't dare to waste his time looking at this situation. After a few thorns, Gong Feixue's clothes were all torn apart, leaving only bloodthirsty underwear.

Meditating on the meditation mantra three times in silence, Wang Fan quickly took out the silver needle, pierced her waist a few times, and took out a towel soaked in water to wipe off the blood near the wound, applied some medicine, and began to bandage.

I don't know if it hurts, Gong Feixue groaned even harder, and the slender legs couldn't help but slam on, again and again.

At first glance, I thought Wang Fan was doing it forcibly, and Gong Feixue was violently resisting it, making it unbearable.

Wang Fan was a little depressed, and he sat on Gong Feixue's lap, and controlled her from moving. Then he stretched out another hand to cover her mouth so that she could not moan, and bandaged with the other hand.

Gong Feixue was suppressed by Wang Fan in this way. After pushing hard twice, he had no strength and completely stunned.

Wang Fan took a deep breath and quickly bandaged.

The next day, when the bright sunlight hit the butt, Gong Feixue opened his eyes subconsciously.

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she suddenly saw Wang Fan beside her. When the quilt was lifted again, a look of shame suddenly appeared on Qiao's face.

At the same time, Gong Feixue also saw the torn clothes underground.

"Ah!" A scream cut through the sky, Gong Feixue took off the hairpin directly from the head, and stabbed fiercely toward Wang Fan mercilessly.

Spicy! decisive!

Wang Fan, who was having a dream, felt danger, and left his left hand protruded, grabbed Gong Feixue's wrist, and then pulled backhand.

Gong Feixue, who was only wearing underwear and panties, lay prostrate on Wang Fan with an ambiguous posture.

However, she did not dare to move.

Because Wang Fan's right finger was stuck in her throat, she could pinch her throat with a little effort.

Wang Fan felt a wonderful touch, squeezed subconsciously, and then opened his eyes to Gong Feixue.

At this point, he was dumbfounded, "Sister, this early morning, what are you doing? Actually, you don't have to be able to agree with your body, and you can give money."

Gong Feixue blushed. Although she was powerful and overbearing, she was also a woman. Being hugged by a man like this, there is also a little woman-like shame.

"You beast, scum, beast!" Gong Feixue didn't dare to move, and some were just ashamed and angry, "It's not a man to take advantage of people's danger!"

Wang Fan was a little depressed. "I said sister, you still don't talk about conscience. Last night I saved your life and gave you a wound for free."

"If it weren't for me, even if you weren't killed by a random gun now, you would have lost too much blood and died, Xiang Xiao Yu damage!"

"I risked my life to save you. You're not grateful, you don't agree with yourselves, you don't give money, and you still call me a beast. Do you have a conscience?"

Gong Feixue was shocked when he heard this, and he seemed to remember what happened last night, but he was still a little angry.

"What if you saved my life? While I was in a coma and took my body, you are still a beast!"

Gong Feixue still seemed a little excited, pointing to the ragged clothes on the ground, the sporadic blood stains on the sheets, "You don't want to quibble, those, those are all hard evidence!"

Wang Fan wanted to cry without tears. Nima jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it. "The clothes are for you to bandage the wound and the blood is also left on your waist."

Wang Fan said, and couldn't help but pointed between Gong Feixue's legs, "I don't believe you feel it, is there really pain?"

Gong Feixue listened to Wang Fan saying this, and immediately felt it, and twisted his body, not to mention, it really didn't hurt.

Wang Fanke was suffering. Early in the morning, a fragrant beauty twisted on you. Who suffered this Nima?

Gong Feixue soon knew that she was really wrong with Wang Fan, but when she thought of facing such a lively beauty, Wang Fan could hold it back. . "

Scolded, but thinking of Wang Fan's death to save himself, thinking that Wang Fan did not take advantage of others, Gong Feixue couldn't help but moved, and also had a strange feeling for Wang Fan.

As soon as the impression changes, the feeling begins to be different, as if the body has begun to heat up.

"I" Wang Fan was even more depressed, and was about to refute, Gong Feixue had suddenly pressed against him and kissed his mouth.

For a time, the room was lively and fragrant.

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Two hours later, Gong Feixue went to the bathroom with a satisfied face, but Wang Fan was so depressed that he didn't want to move.

This woman is too scary.

"What a broken hotel, toothpaste so little, there is no water in the bath, I want to call to complain."

Within a minute, Gong Feixue walked out angrily and picked up the phone.

Wang Fan was taken aback, and quickly held her hand. "Sister, we came in secretly. We didn't register. Some live just fine. Let's not ask for such a high price, shall we?"

"You are here for a while, don't go out and don't make a noise, I will buy clothes for you, and I will come back immediately." Wang Fan finished, and after getting dressed in two or three times, he planned to jump out of the window and was stopped by Gong Feixue.

"Why, after you wipe it clean, you want to pat your **** and leave?" Gong Feixue stopped in front of Wang Fan and stretched out his hand. "You can buy clothes, and the phone stays."

Wang Fan wants to cry without tears, is he like that kind of person?

Looking at Gong Feixue's strong eyes, he finally left the phone and then jumped out of the window.

Gong Feixue looked at the back of Wang Fan's departure, walked to the window, and glanced at the protective fence that had been broken apart vigorously, his eyes sparkling shrewdly.

"It's a mysterious man. I didn't expect that Jinzhou city still hides such people. Perhaps, he will be my noble."

Gong Feixue murmured, an unfamiliar cell phone rang, she didn't react for a long time, it was Wang Fan's cell phone.

A glance at the caller ID.

"Song Rumei."

Gong Feixue's eyes narrowed, his mouth curled up with a charming arc, and he connected the phone.

"Wang Fan, where are you, within half an hour, roll me back to the company!" As soon as the phone was connected, there was a cold voice.

Gong Feixue's eyebrows were bent, and his voice suddenly became babble, "Sorry, Fan Ge is sleeping, when he wakes up, I tell him."

After finishing talking, he hung up the phone directly.

President Office of Yindi Group.

Song Rumei listened to the blind tone on the phone, and her face was blue!

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