C280 Call him husband

In the car, An Xin had already started to get restless. She started to pull on his clothes non-stop, her small hands continuously searching his body.

He pulled on the guy's neck, then on his own body. Finally, he scratched a few more times on his neck.

"Woman, stop grabbing." Gong Sheng's eyes were filled with pain.

After arriving at the Sacred Royal Hotel, the moment he entered the suite, Gong Sheng quickly tore off her thin skirt. An Xin immediately felt his clothes being ripped off, causing her to feel much more comfortable.

No matter who the person standing in front of him was, he would pounce on him and bite him.

Gong Sheng knew that she was probably fed quite a bit of that medicine, which was why he was so injured. He didn't dare delay any longer and carried her into the house while kissing his.

"Wife, do you want me to hurry up? Do you want to feel better?" The sage was about to give her the cure, but then he remembered the novel.

I just want to hear her tell him that she wants to go deeper and faster.

"Yes, give it to me." An Xin and the rest all followed his words and spoke little by little.

"Tell your husband to give it to me." Gong Sheng roared.

"Hubby, give it to me." An Xin followed his words once again.

Only then did Gong Sheng satisfy all of her demands.

In the end, he didn't need to use the Holy Church anymore. An Xin had already gotten used to calling him husband. As she called him husband, she asked him for more.

The next day, An Xin, looking at her body covered with bandages and frowning, was about to get up and ask about what had happened to her.

The pain in her waist caused her to inhale lightly as soon as she moved.

She couldn't remember what she did with the sage last night.

After some thought, his thoughts flew to the hospital, the hospital... An Xin's face changed drastically. Her eyes widened as she shouted, "Ah, ah …"

"Wife, what happened to you?" Hearing the sound, the palace sage's living room dashed into the room, and he saw her desperately shouting with her head in her hands.

He ran to her and took her hand, talking to her.

An Xin didn't hear his voice at all. Feeling someone grabbing her hand, she struggled with all her might. "Don't touch me. Go away. Go away."

"Go away, please, go away, let me go." An Xin begged for mercy, crying.

She didn't want to. The thought of her being touched by those people made her want to die, to die.

Yes, it was good that she was dead. If she was dead, nothing would happen.

An Xin thought of this, but somehow got the strength to push aside Gong Sheng, and rammed into the bedside table.

"An Xin, what are you crazy about?" "The palace saint was terrified. Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and placed it on top of her head." "Ahh!"

Her head hit his hand, and his hand hit the solid wood of the night table.

The pain caused Gong Sheng to gasp. Afraid that she would do something else, he used his hands to pull her into his embrace, hugging her tightly. "An Xin, what are you doing? Calm down."

"Don't, don't touch me, let go." An Xin excitedly slapped him, thinking that he was those two old men. She continuously struggled.

"It's me. I'm Gong Sheng. Wake up." Gong Sheng's face darkened, the strength in his hands increased.

Hearing the two words, "Palace Sage", An Xin clearly froze for a moment, but she quickly started to struggle and slap herself again.