In one sentence, Wang Jinge was too complicated to describe. She looked at Chen Liuhe blankly, sighed, and said with a trace of pain in her eyes: "Chen Liuhe, you are really an out-and-out bastard! How do you want me to face it?

You? You are the best person to me, and you are the cruelest person to me! Should I be grateful to you, or should I hate you?!"

"If you don't know how to face it, then just keep hating me. I don't need your gratitude. That thing is too heavy. Whenever the hatred in your heart is wavering, just think about my bastard side.

!”

As he spoke, the corners of Chen Liuhe's mouth suddenly curved in a way that made Wang Jinge panic. He stretched out his hand, hooked Wang Jinge's white erection, and pulled her head over: "For example, what I am going to do to you now

Things should be enough to make you hate me for a long time!"

"What do you want to do?" Wang Jinge was flustered when he met Chen Liuhe's gaze. His eyes kept wandering and he did not dare to look at him.

Chen Liuhe smiled softly: "What do you think? In this situation, what else can I do?"

Wang Jinge pretended to be calm and sneered: "Don't you still dislike me this afternoon? What do you think of me? A cousin who can take off his clothes in front of you at any time? You said it, you like perfect things!"

Chen Liuhe's smile became even brighter: "I did, but I never said that we can't do anything other than have sex, such as our last bet?!"

An hour later, at the entrance of a supermarket, Chen Liuhe sat in the car and smiled at Wang Jinge, who bought a box of mineral water and stood on the roadside gargling. There were already seven or eight empty bottles beside her legs, but she

Still couldn't help the urge to vomit, and kept coughing...

After using up a box of 24 bottles of mineral water, Wang Jinge's painful expression seemed to have improved a little. She patted her chest, followed the breath in her throat, and stood in the wind for a while to make sure that she no longer felt vomiting.

, then dragged his tired body back to the car.

"Bang!" Shutting the car door heavily, Wang Jinge looked fiercely at Chen Liuhe, who was gloating about his misfortune, and said: "Chen Liuhe, you are really a beast that is worse than a pig or a dog!"

Thinking of what just happened, Wang Jinge couldn't help but feel like vomiting...

This was completely unacceptable to her as a germaphobe. At that time, she almost vomited out the bile in her stomach. She never thought that one day she would be treated like this.

She swore that if there had been a knife at that time, she would have slashed it down without hesitation, causing Chen Liuhe to splatter with blood!

Chen Liuhe shrugged without any sense of guilt: "You've got an advantage and you behave like a good boy!"

Wang Jinge was so angry that her shoulders were trembling, and sparks were about to burst out of her beautiful eyes. She gritted her teeth and said: "You got an advantage? Chen Liuhe, believe it or not, I will fight with you!"

"It's no problem for me. I have a good waist and a good body. As long as you're interested, I'll have no problem fighting for another 800 rounds." As he spoke, Chen Liuhe began to take off his belt: "Come on."

"What are you doing?" Wang Jinge's face turned cold.

Chen Liuhe said innocently: "Aren't you unconvinced and saying that you want to fight with me? I will cooperate with you and give you another chance to regain your strength and prove yourself!"

Hearing this, Wang Jinge was so angry that she looked around, as if she wanted to find a suitable weapon in the car to fight with Chen Liuhe, but she couldn't find it after searching around, so she bent down and took it off.
Chapter completed!