Chapter 11: A good girl who likes to be obedient 4
She hugged her shoulders and whispered something bad. She was so flustered just now that she didn't even bring in her nightgown.
The housekeeper, Sister Yu, found a brand new bathrobe for her and spread it out on the big bed.
What should I do? Should I go out naked? Or... let the person who is extremely cold bring me in?
She didn't dare to ask him to do something
Ke'er slowly squatted down, whispering secretly what to do, what to do, even though he had already revealed it to him in front of him, but his efforts failed again and again, and finally failed.
At this time, I lost the momentum of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and no longer dared to open the door and walk out calmly.
Just when she was at a loss, the bathroom door slid open with a crash. She looked at Leng Jianan who appeared in front of her in shock. He had his hands folded and a cold face, leaning against the wall, looking at it with interest.
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Ke'er's face was so hot that she could fry an egg. She hugged her body tighter and didn't dare to get up. She was about to say something, but unexpectedly, Leng Jianan hugged her whole body.
She instinctively shrank her body into his arms and hid her face on his chest. He had a faint smell of cologne on him, and it smelled so good.
Ke'er's heart is beating faster than ever
He put her on the bed and left her. Ke'er instinctively grabbed the quilt, and Leng Jianan quickly held her hand.
The smile on the corner of his mouth was so evil: "You've seen it all, are you still afraid?"
Ke'er slowly let go of his hand. Yes, I've seen it all. If I'm afraid, isn't it just pretending?
Leng Jia propped himself up on top of Ke'er and asked gently: "Did you do what I told you? Did you go and study?"
Ke'er's face suddenly turned red with embarrassment.
She had gone to observe, but she couldn't be so humble to please a man. She couldn't do it.
Leng Jianan saw the embarrassment on Ke'er's face, and moved closer to her. His breath blew warmly on her face, and he said in a low and somewhat ambiguous voice: "It seems there is no more?"
"No," Ke'er said weakly.
Leng Jianan raised an eyebrow, and her fingers wandered vaguely on Ke'er's smooth arms, causing her to tremble not out of enjoyment, but out of fear.
"Oh, what should you do?"
Ke'er swallowed, stretched out her head and slashed her head, then pulled her head back and slashed. She closed her eyes and slowly stretched her hands to Leng Jianan's waist to unbuckle his belt.