On the vast ocean, there is only one luxury yacht parked on the sea.
The warm sunshine shone warmly on the sea, and there was a person lying on the deck.
Lying there naked, the warm sunlight shone warmly on her skin.
Sitting next to her was a man with only a bath towel wrapped around his lower body, looking at the still sleeping woman with fascination.
Li Zeyang was wearing sunglasses and had a bottle of Louis XIII at his hand, and Louis XIII was swaying in the cup, emitting a charming light in the sun.
And that deep and charming gaze of obsession was looking at that naked and perfect body through the sunglasses.
The Adam's apple slid, suppressing the floating vagina.
The wind was blowing slowly, making people want to fall asleep lazily, but Li Zeyang had been watching it all night, from the dark night to the dawn, and then to the noon. He couldn't bear to look away, and even fell asleep. He just watched obsessively.
Holding a fool.
Time passed by, and the person lying on the deck finally seemed to have had enough sleep. After yawning lazily, he slowly opened his eyes.
Under the flash of sunlight, the fool felt a little uncomfortable and immediately closed his eyes after opening them.
When he felt a pair of big hands blocking the sunlight, he opened his eyes again. His opened eyes met the man who had already taken off his sunglasses, and met those deep eyes full of lust.
What I heard in my ears was the sound of wind and the cry of seagulls. The sea was calm and occasionally had a little ripples.
Li Zeyang waited for the fool's anger and attacking words.
But he didn't expect it. He just watched the fool yawn lazily again, and then didn't mind at all that he was naked at this time. He turned his eyes to Li Zeyang, who was waiting for criticism, and said lazily: "I'm hungry.
Food?”
With a calm voice, the look he looked at Li Zeyang was too calm.
And this excessive calmness made Li Zeyang feel a little uneasy for a moment. Is this the calm before the storm, or...
"Aren't you angry?"
Li Zeyang looked at the fool who sat up with a probing expression on his face.
The fool glanced at Li Zeyang, but lazily looked away, then looked at his naked body, and said lightly: "Do you have this kind of hobby, kidnap people and then strip them naked to admire them?"
Li Zeyang was stunned for a moment, suddenly drank the Louis XIII in his hand, then lowered his head and looked at the fool with a strong and predatory gaze and said: "I am only interested in you!"
The look in his eyes was absolutely domineering and affectionate, and when the fool looked at Li Zeyang's look, the corners of his mouth moved, and finally returned to calmness.
He asked seemingly unintentionally: "So?"
And that unintentional expression made Li Zeyang's eyes flash with sharpness, as if he had reacted, he stretched out his big hand, pressed the fool to the deck again, looked at the fool with a keen eye and said: "You already discovered it last night.
I?"
The fool said nothing...just looked at Li Zeyang...
"Did you do it on purpose?"
There was a surprise in Li Zeyang's questioning voice. It seemed that the conflicting emotions of disbelief and having to believe were complicated. The fool looked at Li Zeyang's eyes, his eyelashes were gently fluttering, and the tip of his tongue was curled up in an evil way.
He touched his dry lips.
"Thirsty?"
Li Zeyang seemed to understand in an instant, and this understanding made his heart feel warmed by something.
She had discovered his existence a long time ago, but she still obediently let him stun her and take her out. What does this mean...
Explained...
Li Zeyang's hand pressed hard on the fool's chest, indicating that there was actually a place for him here...
He had never been so satisfied. Li Zeyang found that just a small position was enough to excite him and make him desperate.
This damn little woman, even though she had discovered everything, deliberately pretended to resist and made him think that he had captured her by force. On the one hand, she was excited to finally have her by her side, but on the other hand, she was worried that she would wake up.
, what will be the reaction...
How should he handle it? From last night to now, Li Zeyang has spent his time in excitement and confusion about how he should react when the fool wakes up.
The Fool seemed to sense the change in Li Zeyang's mood. When he heard Li Zeyang say those seductive words, a bad light flashed across his eyes, and a bad premonition flashed through his heart.
I really shouldn't have been soft-hearted and let him kidnap me last night.
Just watching him guard downstairs every night, such a proud man must be struggling with what he said that day. It's not that she really didn't feel anything, but that what she said at that time was not necessarily untrue.
There is no way to give something. If he cannot accept it, then even if she is tempted, there is nothing she can do.
And when she found Li Zeyang guarding her downstairs, her heart felt warm.
She was waiting, waiting for what he would do next. But she didn't expect that after guarding him for five days, he would run directly into the house and kidnap her.
"Um!"
His mouth was indeed a little dry. The result of letting him faint was that he was almost dehydrated after being in the sun on this deck for so long.
His lips and tongue were indeed a little dry, so Yu Fang licked his lips again, and Li Zeyang looked at Yu Fang's temptation, whether it was intentional or unintentional, his Adam's apple slid.
He picked up the Louis XIII that had been put aside and took a sip. Then he lowered his head and transferred the expensive wine from his mouth to the fool's mouth. Then he reluctantly licked the fool's lips.
The Fool swallowed Louis XIII, and before he could react, he saw Li Zeyang making some shocking movements. The half bottle of Louis XIII in his hand stood upside down, and then the liquid of the wine poured directly on the Fool.
.
The fool was stunned for a moment. Is this showing off that he is rich?
A bottle of wine costing more than 10,000 yuan was wasted on myself.
Before the fool could recover from the shock, Li Zeyang had already lowered his head wickedly, and his warm lips and tongue directly slid along the amber flowing traces and kissed the smooth skin inch by inch.