She threw herself on the bed, twisting her petite body, breathing heavily, and started scratching her skirt impatiently with both hands...

At this moment, the door opened and a tall man walked in slowly.

He closed the door tightly with his backhand and glanced at the inner room with cold eyes.

"Ah...brother, save me..."

An Yurou slipped from the bed to the floor, a white chiffon skirt was crumpled, her white legs kicked on the carpet, her head leaned back on the edge of the bed, her crimson face was filled with sweat beads, and her fair skin was stretched.

neck...

It looks enchanting and alluring!

The man walked over and watched her twisting unbearably with a cold look. There was an undercurrent in his eyes. He knew clearly that her consciousness was blurred at this time.

"Water, I want water." An Yurou closed her eyes tightly and grabbed her neck with both hands, not even noticing that this man appeared in the room.

The man's thin lips curled up coldly, and he lifted her up.

The moment she stood, An Yurou opened her moist and blurred eyes and whispered, "Who are you..."

"Huh!" The man snorted coldly, his dark eyes as dark as a pool narrowed.

"Give me water." An Yurou suddenly threw herself into his arms and let out a cry.

At this time, she closed her eyes slightly, her face was as red as a blooming peach blossom, and her exposed skin was also pink. She trembled her mouth and moved her hands around the man impatiently, "I want...

…water."

"Wow!" A minute later, the man threw An Yurou into the cold bathtub, which was filled with water.

"Drink! You drink!"

He took the showerhead, pinched her chin, forced her to open her mouth, and then pointed the showerhead at her face and sprayed it...

"Hmm..." An Yurou felt much better after getting cool. She was like a fish that dried up on the beach. After falling into the sea, she swung herself vigorously and opened her mouth wide to swallow the water that could extend her life.

Her skirt was wet, her hair was wet, and her body was undulating and soaked in the water, like a seductive mermaid.

The man's eyes were glazed over. He slowly put down the shower head and stared at her pretty red face, his cold eyes slowly becoming bloodshot.

An Yurou still closed her eyes, enjoying the infiltration and caressing of the water. The crystal water droplets slowly flowed down the tip of her nose and hair into her open mouth one by one...

The seductive red lips are like a seductive whirlpool, sucking straight into the man's heart and soul.

He immediately took off his restraints and stepped into the bathtub...

The moment the man's strong body was submerged in the water, the clear water overflowed, and the rippling waves seemed to wake up An Yurou.

She suddenly opened her eyes and was shocked to see the handsome man's face in front of her.

"Who are you?" She quickly backed away in horror, subconsciously protecting her breasts with her hands, but soon she realized that she was wearing a skirt, so she couldn't help but open her hands again and grab the edge of the tank.

"Little fox, you forgot so quickly?" Mu Qingyu raised his thin lips evilly, his handsome face and profound facial features all had a hint of evil charm.

An Yurou shook her head and blinked, and a blurry photo flashed in her blurry mind.

Is it him? How could it be him?

His voice was familiar to her, and his special name for herself told her that this man was the devil who had bullied her.

Her eyes couldn't help but fall on his sexy mouth... Yes, with his thin lips and sinister curves, he looked more frightening without sunglasses than with them.

Because his eyes were so deep and emitted cold light like obsidian, and what frightened An Yurou was that these eyes seemed familiar.

However, the boy with these beautiful eyes is no longer alive.

The eyes of an old friend were suddenly embedded in this face that was as beautiful as an evil spirit, which really made An Yurou feel a little nervous.

"What? Are you afraid of me?" Mu Qingyu leaned over, and the evil breath slowly sprayed towards her face.

An Yurou's heart began to beat in panic, and there was another wave of heat surging in her body. When the man leaned forward, she leaned back. When the man's body was almost close to her, she was shocked to realize that this man was naked.

"Ah...get out of here!" She was about to run away, slapping the water with both hands randomly, hoping that the splashing water would repel the men who kept approaching.

Although the luxurious bathtub was very large, her back was already leaning against the wall of the bathtub, and she could no longer retreat. So, she quickly got up and hurriedly tried to climb out of the bathtub.

However, as soon as one of her legs was raised, her ankle was grabbed by the man's big palm. With an "ah" sound, she fell into the water again, and even fell into his arms.

Mu Qingyu held her waist with one hand, lifted her chin evilly with the other hand, narrowed his eyes and asked: "Aren't you hot when we leave the water?"

"No matter how hot it is, I don't want to see you!"

She had such a bad impression of him, and there were eyes on his face that made her heart palpitate. She thought that her brother Mu Ziye must hate her to death.

Therefore, she doesn't want to see these eyes. Once she sees them, she will think of him.

"Really?" Mu Qingyu shrank his eyes coldly, restraining her body as she tried to break away, then easily hooked his fingers on the zipper of her skirt and pulled it down with a squeak.

"You are shameless...ah!"

Before the last sound was heard, the clothes to protect her were gone. An Yurou was so ashamed and angry that she felt uncomfortable again and punched him.

Mu Qingyu frowned, grabbed her flailing hands with his big palm, raised his hand, dragged her to the pillow of the bathtub, and pressed her hands to the top of her head, with a cold gleam in his eyes.

"Little fox, you are very annoying!"

"You are even more annoying!" An Yurou glared at him, tears filling her eyes.

Mu Qingyu's thin lips curled up with an evil smile. His hand was like a fish peeling knife, slowly peeling off the fish scales on An Yurou's body.

Soon, An Yurou's "scales" were stripped off and she became a mermaid kept in a water tank.

"That's great. This way you won't be poisoned by love, and I won't let you die so early." Mu Qingyu said evilly in her ear.

His voice and words were trembling.

"Asshole, why are you doing this to me?"

"Because I like to do this!" Mu Qingyu narrowed his narrow eyes and held her tightly, his eyes evil and cold, "I'll help you, little fox, and you won't feel uncomfortable soon."

"Get away... get away!" An Yurou was so angry that she kicked him with her feet, but the heat surging in her body quickly wiped out her strength, and she almost lost the strength to speak.

In addition to breathing, there was still breathing, rough breathing, mixed with his rough breathing.

[Author's digression]: Darlings, please continue to leave a message. Those who have Doudou will throw a few Doudou at me, and those who don't have Doudou will kiss and step on a few more footprints. Look at your little footprints, little Doudou,
Chapter completed!