Chapter 172: My Ex-Boyfriend is a Paranoid (11)
Fu Ning laughed out loud at Sang Tian's nonsense.
He pushed Sang Tian onto the bed, and then he tore off the bed sheet and tied up Sang Tian's hands.
Sang Tian was like a fish on the chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered. Facing Fu Ning, she could only cry out helplessly.
"Fu Ning, you dare to touch me!"
Sang Tian looked directly at Fu Ning with red eyes, who also had red eyes.
Fu Ning sneered and grabbed Sang Tian's neck and gritted his teeth and said, "You are not a stone monkey. Let me verify whether you are stone or flesh inside."
While speaking, Fu Ning had already taken off his clothes, revealing his muscular upper body.
Due to years of exercise, Fu Ning's muscles are very tight and every line is just right. Even if he becomes a model, he will be a top-tier model.
Seeing Sang Tian's burning gaze lingering on him, Fu Ning smiled evilly. He lifted Sang Tian's chin and said slowly, "Do you like it, Xingxing? This is specially practiced for you."
Sang Tian would naturally not admit it. She looked away and said stubbornly, "It's just average. Internet celebrities are much prettier than you."
Every word Sang Tian said hit Fu Ning's sore spot precisely.
Fu Ning suddenly let go of her wrist and shouted at the white wall in front of the window: "Put down the TV."
As soon as Fu Ning finished shouting, he slowly lowered a 70-inch TV from the wall. He took the mobile phone next to him and pressed a few buttons at random, and the TV screen started playing the video of a dancing man with abdominal muscles on the Internet.
Wow, it turns out there are such high-tech things in this room.
No wonder she was wondering why there wasn't even a TV in the room when she first came.
Now it seems that she is still too behind.
Sang Tian wanted to close her eyes out of shame, but the next second Fu Ning's threatening voice sounded above her head.
"If you dare to close your eyes, I will make sure you never see Ziqian again in your life."
Fu Ning knew how to control Sang Tian.
Sang Tian opened her eyes reluctantly, but she was screaming in her heart.
Put more! Love to watch!
The expression on her face was one of humiliation, but she was watching with great interest in her heart.
Just then Fu Ning suddenly picked her up and put her on the small couch in front of the TV.
"Watch your thing, I'll do mine."
As soon as Fu Ning finished speaking, Sang Tian's clothes disappeared. She was already wearing very little and was stripped naked in a few seconds.
The most pitiful thing is that her sexy shorts were thrown directly onto the chandelier on the ceiling.
The handsome men on TV kept changing, and there was a crying woman on the small couch in front of it.
Sang Tian's voice was filled with tears, but Fu Ning was still working tirelessly, with the same enthusiasm as an 18-year-old boy.
Sang Tian raised her head and scratched Fu Ning's back until it was covered in blood, but he seemed to feel no pain and continued to do as he pleased.
The small couch finally endured what it shouldn't have endured, and with a shrill scream, the small couch collapsed with a "bang".
The moment the small couch broke, Fu Ning turned around and protected Sang Tian under him. The broken wooden splinters pierced his shoulder and blood immediately flowed out.
When Sang Tian thought it was finally over, it turned out that Fu Ning didn't care whether he was injured or not. It was as if he was not the one injured.
He carried Sang Tian back to the bed, and his sweaty body made Sang Tian feel very uncomfortable.
"My dear star, relax a little, or you'll get hurt."
Fu Ning tempted her in a low voice, and Sang Tian could only accept her fate and close her eyes.
Since I can't resist it anyway, I might as well close my eyes and enjoy it.
The sun is shining brightly outside, and people are working hard in the fields.