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Chapter 75 Top-notch, he is cold during the day and little milk dog at night 18

Chapter 75: He is cold during the day and a little bitch at night (18)

The young man's soft hair was dripping with water.

The whole person was miserable, and when he spoke pitifully, his throat was muffled with a slight nasal sound.

As Rongling approached, Nanxian felt that the breath around him was being robbed inch by inch.

She looked at him steadily, and her voice softened involuntarily, fearing that this little kitten who had just walked through the wind and rain and the dark night would be frightened again: "I don't want you.

I just didn't see the message, I'm sorry..."

The warm cheek was suddenly held by cold hands, the young man's voice was suppressed and trembled, and a wet and cold kiss was pressed on his face: "Sister, I'm really scared.

I'm afraid something will happen to my sister.

I'm afraid that my sister will think it's too hard to like me and throw me away."

The kiss was gentle, but the breath between the thin lips was extremely hot.

"Sister, the kitten wants to be comforted, please give me a hug."

He took her hand and put it on his waist.

The young man has a slender figure and tight waist muscles. At this time, the rain made the thin shirt and skin wet and sticky.

Nan Xian touched it, and the hot temperature came from the young man's thin waist through the palm of his hand. Her heart trembled, and a strange red heat suddenly surged in her ears.

I noticed she didn't resist.

Rong Ling squeezed into the room and closed the door.

He leaned against the door, slightly bent down, and his thin, crimson lips greedily sucked and licked her lips, like a lazy kitten licking its paws in the sun, meticulously and repeatedly.

The heartbeat in my ears was deafening, and I couldn't tell whose it was.

"My sister is so sweet." After the self-taught boy inadvertently broke into Beida, he seemed to have been suddenly turned on the switch of a new world.

No longer satisfied with just a taste, the little kitten that was gently licked from the head suddenly turned into a wolfdog with sharp teeth, eager to eat people!

The bow on the top of Nan Xian's hair was taken off, and her bunted princess hair was scattered into twin ponytails.

He kept retreating under the young man's fierce and scorching offensive.

"Sister, let me tell you a secret.

I can hear other people's voices.

My sister is now saying in her heart: I can’t breathe anymore, the little kitten is too fierce.”

The long and distinct fingers slid from the hair to the earlobe and pinched gently.

Rong Ling murmured hoarsely to her lips, kissing her slowly like a dragonfly touching water.

Nan Xian's cheeks were red, and the place he touched was like a prairie fire, burning into pieces.

With her fish-scale twin ponytails draped over her chest, she looked like a shy mermaid that was seductive and sinful.

Rong Ling's Adam's apple slid up and down, and his eyes were dark and astringent.

Kittens love to eat fish, and when they smell a little fishy smell, they go crazy and want to devour them.

Just as he restrained himself from separating from those two soft lips, Rong Ling felt that he couldn't help but want to bite them again.

Under the light, her two thin red lips were wet and glowing with lust, and her wolf-like gaze locked onto Nan Xian with predatory eyes: "Sister, do you want to taste the taste of a kitten?"

——What a little kitten, it’s obviously a wolf with a big tail!

A slight smile escaped from the young man's lips: "Sister, I can really hear your heart.

Whether I am a kitten or a wolf with a big tail, my sister will know after stripping me naked."

——This man... How come this man doesn't blush or breathe when he says dirty things!

"You, you go take a shower." What should I do if I get caught in the rain and catch a cold?

Nan Xian withdrew her hand with her heart pounding, and hurriedly avoided the young man's hot gaze. She almost turned away with both hands and feet, and pointed a finger towards the bathroom.

Suddenly, a cell phone rang.

The bell rang for a long time, but Rong Ling didn't answer it, but obediently went to the bathroom.

The sound of splashing water from the shower came from the bathroom.

Nan Xian rubbed his face, which was as red as a ripe tomato, and walked to the window and opened the curtains. The rain outside was getting heavier, and the sound of the thumping to the ground was like the roar of a beast in the dark night.

The leaves on the roadside were blown and swaying.

After the rumbling thunder rang dullly in the sky several times, a dazzling white light suddenly split the sky, and the sky and the earth briefly brightened, then fell into darkness again.

Rong Ling's cell phone was still vibrating and ringing.

Nan Xian looked back and closed the windows and curtains tightly.

"Qixi, is what Rongling just said true or false? Can he read minds?"

Nan Xian glanced in the direction of the bathroom and secretly thought about whether she had ever thought about the system and strategies in her heart?

[Don’t worry, host, all entries related to this love system will be automatically blocked from the target.]

Before Nan Xian could finish his breath, he brought it up again: "Does that mean that Rong Ling does have the ability to read minds? Then he heard all the complaints I made about Qiao Kai in my heart before?"

Did he already know about her relationship with Qiao Kai?

【Yes, host.

The time you beat Qiao Kai severely, the mission character Rong Ling also saw it.】

Nan Xian's lips twitched slightly: "Then you're telling me now?"

[It will have little impact on the host, please calm down. I wish you have a discordant goblin fight with the mission character as soon as possible to improve your favorability. 】

"Hetui, why don't you call me Sister Xian? You are very smart, can you?"

[Goodbye, Sister Xian, I hope you can spend an unforgettable night tonight.]

As soon as the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, Nan Xian noticed it.

The young man's tall and handsome figure was dimly outlined on the thin glass.

The moment the door was pushed open, Nanxian pretended not to hear any sound, lowering his head and staring at the tips of his shoes, not looking at Rongling at all!

She just suddenly remembered that Rong Ling's clothes were all wet.

You definitely can't wear wet clothes after taking a shower, so you can only wrap...in a bath towel.

Thinking about that scene, Nan Xian's newly dry ears began to feel hot again.

"Sister, I've washed it, do you want to wash it?"

The boy's footsteps were approaching, and there was a laziness in his low voice.

"If my sister doesn't look at me, I will... kiss her."

I was kissed on the forehead.

Soft to the touch and bouncy.

Nan Xian's heart was beating like a drum, and her whole face was visibly red. When she raised her eyes, she saw a white and strong chest, slender but not weak, and the well-defined muscles were not exaggerated.

Just the right amount of perfection.

The water drops that have not been wiped off rolled down from the fever to the collarbone, all the way down, and extended to the deepest part of the bath towel.

Nan Xian felt like a shrimp that had been scalded by boiling water, and everything from his heart to his limbs curled up.

——Ahhhh!

——This is what is called dressing to look thin and taking off to look fat, right?

——The abdominal muscles, the collarbone, and the looming mermaid line are really so tight that there is not even a trace of fat!

——He is worthy of being a top figure in the entertainment industry!

"Sister, touch her if you want, I won't resist."

Her wrist was suddenly pulled up, and Rong Ling's hot palm wrapped around the back of her hand and pressed on her abdominal muscles.

The first piece, the second piece, the third piece...

——Don’t, don’t, don’t go down!

When her fingers touched the edge of the white bath towel, Nan Xian suddenly jumped up. She gasped at the young man's vague temptation and shed two lines of nosebleeds: "I, I, I... I'm going to take a shower."

Behind him, there was the wanton low laughter of a young man.

Rong Ling's eyes followed the little mermaid princess who had fled into the bathroom. Through the hazy glass, he hooked his slender fingers on his teeth and bit his knuckles, but he couldn't stop the corners of his lips from rising.

The cell phone ringtone rang again like a reminder.

The smile on his lips faded.

(End of chapter)


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