She covered her mouth with the quilt and laughed wildly. This was the first time Xiang Yimo designed a mechanism. He didn't expect it to be so successful. He should have added some ink to the water to make him wet even more.
The quilt suddenly tightened and was pulled away by him. Xiang Yimo was laughing non-stop. There was no sound insulation from the quilt, and the loud laughter echoed in the quiet air. She immediately took a breath of cold air, covered her mouth with her hands, and held it in
Breathe, don't dare to move.
"You still dare to laugh?" The eerie and cold voice was like a demonic sound from hell, making people shudder.
Xiang Yimo curled his lips and murmured: "I put that bucket of water to prevent thieves and perverts. How did I know it would be you..."
"Do you think of me as a thief, or a pervert?"
"That's what you said." She whispered softly.
Nangong Han's wet hair looked even brighter, and the tips of his hair were dotted with crystal clear water drops, falling drop by drop. Although he was of mixed race, he inherited the Asian hair color and skin color from his father, as well as his mother.
The European's deep three-dimensional facial features, handsome facial features, strong figure, and aristocratic blood give him a powerful aura, just like a god from Greek mythology, and his every move is full of intimidation.
But it seemed that this woman was not afraid of him at all. He took off his wet clothes and threw them on her casually——
The wet clothes were thrown onto Xiang Yimo's face without any bias, causing her to shiver. She angrily pulled off the clothes and kicked them under the bed, "Didn't the kindergarten teacher teach you not to throw them away?"
Rubbish, you still haven't learned it, you have to go back to kindergarten and learn it again..." Before she could finish speaking, a black ball hit her face in the dim light. Xiang Yimo reached out and grabbed it with lightning speed.
, I happened to catch that thin piece of fabric, and felt secretly happy.
"Why are you holding on to my underwear? If you like it, I'll give it to you!"
"Ah..." Xiang Yimo screamed, as if he was electrocuted, and threw away his underwear, "You... you are perverted, you are a gangster..."
The dark air surged, and a sharp cold wind hit. Nangong Han threw her down, leaned over and pressed her soft body, "Who made my clothes wet, and who is the culprit?"
"You're so heavy...get out of here..." Xiang Yimo was so overwhelmed by him that she couldn't breathe. She squeezed out fragmentary words between her teeth. She struggled and twisted her body. This made her so charming.
The wonderful curves fit better with his strong and muscular body. At this moment, Nangong Han took off all his clothes, and she could feel his heat when she moved a little. She gave up her resistance and seemed to be immobilized.
My whole body was stiff and I didn't dare to move.