Xiang Yimo acted like a conditioned reflex and immediately covered his eyes with his hands, not to look at his nosebleeding figure, and shouted: "Hey! Don't come down, get out quickly!"
"The place here is so big, why isn't it right next to you?"
Xiang Yimo pouted and muttered, "How is there any difference between two people soaking in a hot spring pool and taking a mandarin duck bath?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt her waist tighten and she fell into a strong embrace.
Nangong Han joked, "It doesn't make any difference anyway, so let's just take a mandarin duck bath!"
Xiang Yimo knew that he would not let her go easily and let her have a good rest.
"I'm so tired today!"
"Aren't you taking a bath in a hot spring to relieve your fatigue now?"
"My back hurts!" Xiang Yimo continued to make excuses.
"Then you should exercise more and relax your muscles!"
"My aunt is here."
"Then will you still take a bath in the hot spring? Do you have any excuses?" Nangong Han's palms began to be dishonest, rubbing her jade flesh, and his deep dark eyes suddenly lit up, "You don't wear anything?" Save it.
He removes those obstacles again.
Xiang Yimo blurted out, "Aren't you the same!" After saying this, he regretted it, and two crimson clouds appeared on his cheeks.
"You clearly saw it just now, why are you covering your eyes?" Nangong Han pressed close to her ear, his burning breath rushed directly to her ear, took her petal-like earlobe in his mouth, gently swirled and sucked, fine and fine.
The legacy stirred up her sensory nerves.
Sweep the floor——
A numbing feeling spread from his ears to his whole body. Xiang Yimo pushed him, "Don't be like this!"
"What about this?" He turned his head and grabbed her pink lips. It was not as gentle as in the competition, but with a brutal and rough force. Thinking of the avalanche he had just experienced, and the thought of losing her, Nangong Han said in his heart
There was a burning pain. His breathing became rapid, and he rubbed her lips brutishly, forcing her to open her mouth and accept his request.
Xiang Yimo's breathing was ignited by him, and he became anxious. He felt like all the air had been sucked out, his body became weak, and he could only cling tightly to his body with his hands.
The lingering passionate kiss was aggressive, slowly spreading to her neck, collarbone, and chest... falling slowly like snowflakes, dense and gentle...
The clear water surface was filled with fine waves, stirring up wisps of hot air, and the snow-white mist surrounded them, making them feel like they were in Penglai Wonderland.
Xiang Yimo's whole body was as hot as a fever. The heat source came from the hot spring and also from him.
Nangong Han hugged her delicate and weak body tightly, raised her beautiful legs, and penetrated her deeply again and again. A firm command escaped from his throat, "Momo, don't leave me!"
Xiang Yimo's beautiful cheeks were dyed with a seductive flush. Since leaving Italy, her heart seemed to have escaped from the shackles of the cage, temporarily leaving Xiang Rumo, Chu Zhanjin, Masako... those troubled people,
All the troubles were put aside. At this moment, she just wanted to be her truest self and love her with her own heart instead of replacing her sister.
In the past few days, although Shen Mengni, the sticky candy, has been pestering them, we had a very happy time.
The fireworks on the top of the mountain were very romantic, the intimate dance was very hot, and the kissing contest was very touching... What moved her the most was his nervousness, thinking that she was buried in the snow. His anxious expression was definitely not fake, but
It's real.
She could feel that this cold and ruthless heart had such a hint of warmth for her. The slender and soft catkins brushed over his distinct texture and landed on his heart. It seemed that she could still feel him through the skin.
A pounding and powerful heartbeat.
Xiang Yimo wanted to stay here forever and escape from all the troubles.
The falling snow is flying, dancing with the romance of the night. I gasp again and again, continuing the romance of this night...
Snow and water are compatible, ice and fire blend, and the fiery ambiguity blooms like bright fireworks...
After enduring Nangong Han's crazy demands all night long, Xiang Yimo was so exhausted that he fell into a deep sleep, unable to wake up from any loud noise.
When she woke up again, she found that she was already on the plane.
Nangong Han was worried that Xue Caiqin would not give up and would come up with poisonous schemes to harm Xiang Yimo, so he contacted Butler He at dawn the next day and immediately packed his luggage and returned to Italy.
Xiang Yimo stared blankly at this luxurious cabin, looking a little disappointed. She didn't want to leave. No matter if she was greedy or timid, she still wanted to escape and didn't want to go back and face so many troubles.
She is thin and frail. After supporting herself for so long, she is also tired and weak. She just wants to take a rest, but it is too luxurious for her, and now she must arm herself.
If there was no Xiang Rumo between her and him, wouldn't she be so helpless?
Xiang Yimo, what are you thinking? She is your sister’s husband, you can’t covet her!
She hit her head and told herself to quickly get rid of this inappropriate thought.
"What, do you have a headache?" Nangong Han had just finished working out and took a shower. His hair was still wet, and water droplets were falling down drop by drop along his thick black hair.
"No." Xiang Yimo smoothed his long hair, "Why did you go back so suddenly?"
"Can't bear to leave?"
"After all, I should say goodbye to grandpa. Isn't it too rude to leave like this?"
"If you get to the other side, you will definitely cry!"
Xiang Yimo muttered, "Who said that!"
Nangong Han threw her a dry towel and said, "Dry my hair for me!" He walked to her side and sat down.
Xiang Yimo sat up on his knees, put a towel on his head, wiped it randomly a few times, "Okay!"
"Be serious!"
"This is how I wipe Hei Zi!"
"Who is Hei Zai?" Nangong Han said in a tight tone.
"The next door neighbor has a puppy."
"How dare you treat me like a puppy!" Nangong Han turned around and stretched his hands towards her squeaky nest to relieve her tickling.
"Haha... stop... please stop..." Xiang Yimo was the most ticklish and rolled on the bed laughing, "I don't dare anymore... I won't dare anymore..."
Nangong Han stopped his hands, leaned over her fragrant and soft body, stared at her delicate and delicate face, couldn't help but leaned over and kissed her——
"Master—" Butler He suddenly pushed open the door and entered.