Finally, Aunt Liu summed up a sentence: "although Mr. this person does not smile, looking very serious, but the heart is not bad."

Joe thought about Aunt Liu's words and went up the stairs. After returning to the room, she lay flat on the bed and sighed heavily. Her warm breath was filled with light sadness.

She also knew that he had a good heart. Otherwise, he could play with her. He would not let her live here, and he would not promise to help her recapture the Qiao group.

However, she felt contradictory and wanted to stay with him, but she was really afraid of his deep and cold appearance.

All of a sudden, I heard the sound of opening the door.

Joe was very alert and didn't hesitate for a second. He immediately sat up from the bed and said respectfully, "is Mr. Lu finished?"

Lu Zhan took a light look, went to the bedside, directly took off his dark gray Nightgown, and then lay down: "turn off the light and go to sleep."

"Oh." Joe answered.

Sleep on sleep, what clothes does he take off? She didn't know where to look.

After glancing at the man on the bed, she dawdled to turn off the wall lamp, carefully lifted the quilt, next to the most edge of the big bed, where she pitifully shrank, as long as a turn over will fall down.

Everything is quiet.

Silent atmosphere, but inexplicably rendering a room ambiguous.

In the dark, Lu Zhanshen turned over and took the little guy into his arms. He was full of masculinity, sweeping her like a blanket: "don't sleep with your back to me."

What an overbearing order!

Joe subconsciously pushed her hands against the man's tight chest. Suddenly, she felt that her face was burning. Maybe her toes were bloody red!

The man's palm caresses her back, while the man's lips stick to her delicate forehead, as if eagerly groping for something.

Such uneasiness, such agitation, let Joe night uncontrollably nervous, more and more curled up body.

"Mr. Lu, it's not convenient for me, I'm in..." Joe found that not only his voice was trembling, but also his whole body was trembling.

What does he want? Did he forget? She's in a special situation now. She can't!

In the dark, the man raised his lips, and the voice of the devil almost melted her ears: "can't do it, don't you want to touch it?"

The next moment, Joe's Nightgown is mercilessly thrown out of the quilt, and the man's hands are more and more unscrupulous, even picking up the buckle behind her

Joe was so nervous that he didn't dare to speak or breathe!

Little she, soft she, at this moment, is simply regarded as a toy.

However, she is a bloody toy... What a bad taste he has!

Perhaps because of the relationship between the holiday in the body, Joe late feel very tired, even if the man's hand does not stop, she still unconsciously closed heavy eyes.

But she subconsciously felt that she was half asleep and half faint because of the thin air, the excessive tension and the fear of resistance!

Feeling the sound of her light breathing, Lu Zhanshen gradually closes her arms and embeds her whole son in her arms. She is really a charming kitten

There is no barrier, just like this, holding her to sleep, this taste, better than he expected!