As soon as she finished speaking, Lei Zifeng was pressed under her body. She exclaimed that she quickly covered the speaker of her phone with one hand and whispered to Lei Zifeng: “Stop making trouble.”
Lei Zifeng was unhappy, very unhappy.
If he still feels good at this time, it would be strange.
But when he pressed on her like this, the wound on his left chest was already under pressure and was about to break. If you do some extreme exercise, you will probably not go to Chi’s house later, but to the hospital.
Zhang Man also saw the blood seeping out of the white strap on his left chest. She quickly pressed Lei Zifeng on the bed and said to Xia Yun on the phone: “Mom, we are ready to go, let’s hang up first. Bye.”
After speaking, Zhang Man hung up the phone, threw the phone aside, held his big bird in one hand, and said angrily: “Lei Zifeng, you don’t want to die.”
Lei Zifeng pursed his lips and didn’t say anything.
Seeing his abstinent expression, Zhang Man knew that he was suffering from suffering, so her expression softened, she lay on his chest again, and said softly, “Okay, I’ll help you get it out.”
Lei Zifeng looked at Zhang Man, and after a few glances, he pushed Zhang Man away and was about to get up.
Zhang Man grabbed him and asked, “Where are you going?”
“Take a cold shower, hurry up like this.” Lei Zifeng’s voice was cold.
“Uncle Pu, okay, stop making trouble.” Zhang Man knew that he was fucking her, and he still had wounds on his body, so how could he take a shower?
“You go out first, I will come out in ten minutes.” Lei Zifeng said.
“No, I’ll help you get it.” She remembered the last time she didn’t satisfy him, and then caused him to faint in the bed. She was afraid that he would faint again after she went out.
“No.”
“My uncle, what’s wrong with you?”