Two clouds in the sky will turn into rain when they meet, telling the blue sky's longing for the sea. This is the sky falling in love with the sea. The love between the sea and the sky is separated by a seemingly very close horizon. But it is between this line,
But the sea and the sky can only look at each other from a distance and can never kiss each other's face.
When Yan Xiaolan put on her bathrobe and appeared in front of Shangguan Wudao again, Shangguan Wudao felt that her face looked like the sea on one side and the sky on the other.
"Are you coming out? I thought you were going to stay in the bathroom until dawn." Shangguan Wudao smiled, stood up, picked up a towel and a radio hair dryer and walked towards Yan Xiaolan. Yan Xiaolan backed away until her back was close to hers.
When she hit the wall and had nowhere to retreat, she stopped and carefully took the towel handed to her by Shangguan Wudao.
After handing the towel to Yan Xiaolan, Shangguan Wudao actually took the hair dryer and took the initiative to help Yan Xiaolan blow up her hair. His slender fingers gently penetrated Yan Xiaolan's hair, massaging it rhythmically.
Hold the scalp.
The warm wind in the hairdryer was blowing her long hair, and a relatively qualified free masseur was massaging her head. Yan Xiaolan gradually felt,,, she felt suffocated.
"My hair is too bad, it's time to take care of it." After massaging for a while, Shangguan Wudao commented on the hair between his fingers.
"You? Why do you know how to massage?" Yan Xiaolan finally had a chance to speak, and she asked the question that surprised her directly.
"Surprised, right?" Shangguan Wudao said softly.
"You?!" Yan Xiaolan suddenly felt a numb feeling in her ears, Shangguan Wudao unexpectedly attacked her unexpectedly.
"Your skin is very good, and your figure is also very good. Especially... your curves are perfect... and your breast shape is sexy..."
Yan Xiaolan felt embarrassed and uneasy when she thought of her whole body being exposed in front of Shangguan Wudao. At this moment, Shangguan Wudao's words, which she didn't know whether they were compliments or taunts, made her even more embarrassed. Instantly, her pale face turned red again.
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Shangguan Wudao seized the opportunity, leaned forward, and placed a delicate kiss on Yan Xiaolan's lips naturally, "What are you waiting for? It's time for us to go to bed."
"Go to bed?" This was the first time that these two words came to Yan Xiaolan's ears so directly. She slowly, very slowly, almost to the point of not being able to go any slower, digested this Chinese word.
"I am not a casual woman!" Yan Xiaolan stated what she wanted to say in her heart with displeasure.
After Shangguan Wudao heard this, he threw away the hair dryer and held up Yan Xiaolan's chin with one hand, looking frivolous: "I have never regarded you as a casual woman. Because you will be my woman.
If my women are all casual women, it only shows that there is something wrong with my level of appreciation."
"Your woman?" Yan Xiaolan looked at Shangguan Wudao who suddenly became arrogant. She was more angry than surprised: When did I become the woman of this big lecher? I am really angry!
Shangguan Wudao looked at Yan Xiaolan's sulking look, and still smiled softly in love. This smile was faintly cold and cruel.
"Yes, you heard it right, you will be my exclusive woman, that's what I said."
Hehe! Hehe! Hehe!
Yan Xiaolan glanced at Shangguan Wudao with disdain and worry. She was ready to ignore his self-righteousness. Unexpectedly, Shangguan Wudao suddenly hugged her into his arms and kissed her wildly, and occasionally said something
: "From now on until tomorrow morning, no one will disturb us. Tonight, you are mine!"