The woman put her hands around her chest and submerged her head in the water. Through the green ripples and the chaotic water, he saw the male body twisted by the water, slowly moving towards her...
This feeling of almost drowning made her uncomfortable, but she couldn't just come out of the water, because there was...a thread in front of her, no, hanging!
"How long do you plan to hide in there?"
Through the water waves, she heard his deep magnetic voice. The cold water poured into her eardrums, and waves of severe pain stimulated her nerve endings.
She began to struggle in the water, but she kept hugging herself with her hands.
Suddenly——
A pair of strong arms held her delicate shoulders...
"No! Go away!" She suddenly left the pool, choked in embarrassment, and then threw him away. Her wet hair followed her slightly pale face, and her eyes were very red, like a
A feeling of shame after being humiliated.
"Are you sure you want me to go?"
The seemingly stubborn woman was actually very petite in stature. Her solid chest pressed against her chest, and the softness and movement... made his throat tighten and his breathing become rapid.
"You're not wearing anything..." He lowered his voice deliberately, and the cold water hit her body, but his warm voice was like waves of warmth, staining her cold cheeks.
She frowned, and although there was a hint of trembling in her voice, her eyes were fierce and disdainful, "I don't need your help even if I'm being looked down upon!"
His dark black eyes stared at those stubborn watery eyes, and he brushed away her tangled hair with both hands. His loving gestures were filled with warmth, and he carefully stroked her eyebrows, her delicate eyelids, and...
With that pretty nose...
"You are really...different from her..."
She saw a flash of disappointment in his eyes.
His memory was stripped away, and he recalled that after the filming of "Girl in Dreams", after Xia Zhitong's dress was torn, she stared at him with the same hatred, but she was afraid and dependent on him.
But today's women are a little different.
She has a competitive spirit that Xia Zhitong lacks. Even if she is deliberately teased by him, she will not admit defeat or give up.
"I told you... I'm not the 'Tong' you know! You... why don't you let me go quickly!"
She twisted her body, making his lower abdomen even hotter. The two soft balls rubbed his hard and plump chest muscles through his shirt. His throat rolled, and he instinctively...
"This madman is here again..."
She was obviously scolding him angrily, but her originally pale cheeks were still stained with a pink blush. Under the moonlight, her fair face without any makeup was white and translucent, and her autumn-like eyes had already betrayed her youthfulness and uneasiness.
, under the moonlight, the water drops tremble with the curled eyelashes, reflecting the sparkling brilliance.
But he smiled softly, as if he was not ashamed of the natural reaction of his body. An evil smile appeared on the corners of his beautiful lips, and his hot breath fell on her ears.
"Woman, you only have two choices now. The first is to follow me obediently. The second... is to go ashore and let them take sexy photos of you with their mobile phones."
"you--!"
She stared at him, but he more deliberately held his hand on her waist, not giving her a choice, and then quickly put the rope used to bind himself around her wrists.
"Ah——!" she shouted, but it was too late, he actually picked her up by the waist!
"When did I tell you to carry me out of the water? Why do you tie me up!"
He squinted his deep black eyes, and under the moonlight, his handsome smile became more charming.
"You... wait! Wait for me... one day, I will make you kneel down and beg for mercy from me!"
He laughed heartily and hooked her pointed chin with his big hand, "What a loud tone, I'll wait for you!"
The woman struggled along the way, but the more she struggled, the tighter his grip tightened. Until she was tired and couldn't resist him, he slowly relaxed and allowed her to be carried into a building near the swimming pool.
villa.
…
A faint floral fragrance comes to your nostrils...
This was the second time she smelled this fragrance. The first time was when she broke into the room while stealing flowers in the afternoon.
It is a very ordinary floral fragrance, but why does this fragrance linger in my heart like a butterfly and cannot be forgotten for a long time?
A small wall lamp was opened by a pair of big and graceful hands...
She opened her eyes wide and finally saw clearly what flowers were placed in the room.
He put her down, but refused to loosen her bonds. Instead, she lay on the soft big bed, twisting her body like a prisoner.
"I'll go get a glass of water, you continue..."
He was clearly mocking her for doing useless work.
She was too lazy to struggle and looked at the butterfly-like flowers planted in the huge potted plant. They were light purple and swayed gently like flying butterflies with the cool breeze blown by the air conditioner in the room.
It’s such a familiar flower, but I can’t name it…
She closed her eyes, and it seemed as if there was a field of flowers all over the sky, surrounding her like butterflies.
The fragrance of flowers is refreshing, and unconsciously... there is a sweet feeling rising from the bottom of my heart.
"What's it called?"
She murmured lightly, then suddenly opened her eyes and bumped into his handsome face, his black eyes staring at her.
"You...want to scare me to death...!"
She bit her lip and rolled her eyes at him.
"His name is Drunken Butterfly Flower. He is very beautiful, isn't he?"
She was startled, she didn't expect to be so cruel to him just now, but he smiled gently, with a smile that melted like honey on his thin lips, and his dark eyes as deep as the sea fell into a kind of...
Sweet fantasy.
"It is my favorite flower and represents my love. Although it is not a flower that blooms all year round but is an autumn flower, I will order someone to cultivate it for me and place it in the most suitable environment so that it will never bloom.
withered."
She lay on her side on the bed, staring at his sculpted handsome face with those water-like eyes. Looking up, the outline of his face was so deep and charming, and the smile on the corner of her lips was sweet from the heart.
.
That flower had brought him so many beautiful memories that it would make this seemingly cold man show such a gorgeous smile.
In fact, if you take a closer look at him, he is still very handsome, but there is something wrong with his brain, very...problematic!
"I don't know how important this flower is to you. I have no objection to you keeping it blooming forever, but... I... am about to freeze to death from your air conditioner!"
Damn this man, he doesn’t know that even though it’s summer, she is only wearing a sexy little skirt, lying on the bed dripping wet...
He smiled teasingly, looking at her trembling body, her smooth white skin covered with long wet hair messily spread all over her smooth back.
"You look like a mermaid...a stranded mermaid."
His fingers gently stroked her cold and pale face, like a faint attachment, expressing longing for her...
What she felt was not only the heat in his palm, but also a kind of love, moistening her skin, invading her cold appearance inch by inch, getting close to her heart that she had forgotten how to beat.
Breathe and hold.
She was overwhelmed by his "praise".
Suddenly, the atmosphere became ambiguous. Every time she looked at him, she felt that his face was "very strange." But everything that appeared around him seemed to evoke some vague images deep inside, and
Accompanying those memories are strong emotions of joy, pain, and shame.
After all, did she ever know this man?
"I...what does your beauty have to do with you? I only know that if you keep playing like this, someone will die!" She looked away, deliberately not looking into his deep black eyes, which seemed to have a fatal meaning.
Magic, the more you look at it, the more you become intoxicated...
"Oh?" He suddenly raised his eyebrows, walked out of the emotion just now, and looked at her face clearly again, telling himself that she was not Xia Zhitong, calming his mind, and jokingly said, "Kill someone? I haven't had enough fun, what should I do?
Are you willing to die?"
After saying that, the corner of his lips curled up into an evil smile again.
The graceful hands were attached to her smooth back and slowly fell on her waist...
"what you do……"
Before she finished speaking, she felt a force pushing against her waist.
Turning over, the dim and ambiguous light reflected his white chest and his black eyes were filled with a layer of hazy mist...
For a moment, she even forgot to scream because it was so embarrassing!
Lowering her eyes and half-squinting her starry eyes, she didn't dare to look at how much fabric was left on her body...
"you you……"
Her broken words turned into disordered breathing.
Her figure is excellent, with graceful curvature, without a trace of excess fat, especially her flat lower abdomen, where the palms of her hands are placed, along the silky skin, upwards... the blood in his brain is also...
Starting to expand...
What's wrong?
He asked himself why he felt so possessive about such a woman he had only met a few times.
This is the first time in three years that he has faced a woman and wants to...
He shook his head, trying to get rid of this idea, but her blurred watery eyes, her body that made people fall in love with him, and the heat hit his brain.
Hazy, her eyes once again overlapped with the Tong in his heart...
His graceful hands pushed towards her most beautiful heights and held her tightly...
She gasped and her face turned red. Before she could curse, he lowered his head and kissed her...
Waves of trembling, like numbing electricity, made her legs arch up uneasily...