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Chapter 65 Gratitude or Hate

Tingdong moved his hand upwards, hugged her slender waist tightly, then smiled at the eyes around him, lowered his head and said, "You are acting silly again, Wenli, I won't deal with you when I get home."

The people around laughed loudly, and a middle-aged woman shook her head and said: "Young people today, it's really true that they fall in love at such a young age, tsk tsk!" Everyone echoed incessantly.

Song Wenli was completely desperate. This person was so bad. He insulted herself, yet he could still look so calm, and he could easily make everyone believe that they were a couple. He was really a devil.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, Tingdong's hands began to be dishonest again, and his eyes were still looking at her with a smile, as if he was appreciating a prey that he had caught.

Song Wenli looked at him pleadingly. Although she wished she could kill him with one knife right now, her reason told her that she must find a way to get out of his clutches as soon as possible, otherwise she would be unable to hold back the demonic hand that was wreaking havoc on her sensitive parts.

, making her feel a strange kind of comfort, she could even feel a little damp there, and her underwear was a little uncomfortable, which increased her sense of shame.

Song Wenli didn't dare to play with her eldest lady temper at this time, and asked softly: "How can you let me go?"

"It's very simple. Don't go against me or my friends in the future. Otherwise, the scenes like this in the past few days may not be a coincidence."

Tingdong leaned into Song Wenli's ear and said, the hot breath he exhaled went directly into her ear, which made her whole body weak and weak. The gangster also clamped the edge of her ear with his lips and rubbed it back and forth, making her heart sing.

She became even more restless, and finally exhaled a long breath. She felt a wave of heat welling up in her body, and she felt an indescribable sense of comfort all over her body.

She clamped her legs tightly, as if this could prevent the liquid from flowing out, but everything was in vain. She was already fourteen years old, and she understood that under the teasing of his magic hand, what had just happened to her body

What.

She didn't know whether to be grateful to him or hate him.

She has always looked down on this man. He is just a little hooligan who peeks at women taking a shower. Except for the rumor that does not sound very reliable, she has no evidence to prove her conclusion. However, she is not sure about this conclusion.

There is no doubt that it may be because this matter has something to do with my uncle.

Since she was a child, her uncle has been very kind to her. He gives her gifts almost every time they meet. Even if there is no father or mother, there will be gifts for her. Therefore, since she was a child, she has felt that apart from her father and mother, she is the only child.

Her uncle loved her the most, even more than her aunt.

She did not allow anyone to be disrespectful to her little uncle, and she did not allow anyone to smear her little uncle. Especially after the accident happened to her little uncle, she was even more cruel to this person, this alumnus from elementary school to junior high school.

However, just now, at that moment, this man used his fingers to let her feel what it was like to be a woman. She suddenly felt that he was not so hateful anymore. It seemed that he was also a victim. His words to defend himself before seemed

It all makes sense too.

She lay quietly in his arms, without struggling or wanting to raise her head. He did not continue to be frivolous towards her, he just held her waist silently, and neither of them spoke.

Suddenly, the flight attendant's voice announcing the station through a loudspeaker woke her up: "We are arriving at the station ahead, West Market Station. Passengers who are getting off at West Market Station are ready to get off."

After sitting and standing, she hurriedly raised her head. There were not many people in the car, but just now she was lying in someone's arms and couldn't get up, and her face turned red.

He secretly muttered: "I've been sitting and standing, damn it."

Tingdong thought it was funny. He had never heard Miss Song say dirty words, so he laughed.

"Don't laugh. I've never heard beautiful women say dirty words. Didn't your Wang Siyu tell you that?" Song Wenli's words sounded a bit coquettish. If you think about it carefully, there seemed to be a hint of jealousy.

Tingdong laughed even harder. Song Wenli rolled her eyes at him and muttered two words, "Rogue."

Although the words were still the same, there was no contempt or resentment in the tone, and it sounded a bit like flirting.

Tingdong didn't want to offend her too much. She was the one who took the initiative to provoke her in the past. This time he just wanted to teach her a lesson. Although the method was a bit despicable, it seemed to have a good effect. Song Wenli's hostility was obviously eliminated a lot, so he took the opportunity to show her

Okay, said: "How about we get off at the next stop and I will take you back?"

Song Wenli said without hesitation: "Okay, no regrets." After saying that, her face turned red, but she had no intention of taking it back.

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