No matter how he whimpered or beat, the man would swing his waist by himself, until the woman lay dying on the bed again, and then she spilled all her essence into that warm place.
I don’t know how many times the storm ended. Ling Xiaoran was lying on the bed like a broken doll. Situ Longhao was still pressing on Ling Xiaoran’s body. They had been enjoying each other for two or three hours. No matter how strong their physical strength was, they still had love.
A little tired.
"Hao, you're like this again!" After Ling Xiaoran regained consciousness, she lightly punched the man's shoulder in dissatisfaction.
After hearing Ling Xiaoran's coquettish voice, the man opened his deep eyes, looked at the coquettish woman and said, "It's not that you are too charming. It makes me want to love you more every time!"
"Hateful, you put the responsibility on me again. You obviously love to indulge in sexual indulgence!"
"If you weren't so tempting, why would I be unable to stop? My little goblin, one day I will definitely drain myself and die on you!"
"Situ Longhao, don't say the word death. We will be together for a lifetime, no, for eternity. Without my permission, you can't even die!" Ling Xiaoran hooked Situ Longhao, who had just climbed up, and her face was bright.
His crystal eyes flickered in the darkness, watching Situ Longhao speak seriously.
Situ Longhao's face suddenly froze, he pulled Ling Xiaoran's slender arm away, then stood up and walked to the bathroom.
"Hao?"
"Would you like to take a mandarin duck bath together?"
The man's evil smile made the overthinking Ling Xiaoran blush immediately, pick up the pillow and throw it directly towards the bathroom, while screaming: "Pervert!"
She has not forgotten the first time she agreed to take a mandarin duck bath without knowing the truth. What was the final result?