"Don't do anything to you?" Murong Jihao stepped into the bathtub and sat down opposite Bi Luo.
The bathtub is big enough for two people to sit in it without feeling crowded at all.
He stretched out his hand and said in a soft voice: "Come here, Luoluo."
She shook her head subconsciously, not only did she not go over, she even shrank back.
However, the edge of the bathtub was already behind her, and she could not retreat any further.
"Do you like me using a rough one?" Murong Jihao leaned on the edge of the bathtub, staring down at her little face that was rosy from the warm water: "If you like it, I don't mind, I'm happy to cooperate."
After the face was wetted by the steam, it looked whiter, more delicate, more delicate and charming than usual.
His woman is so beautiful, so beautiful that it's hard to describe in words.
Everyone said that Yuxi was the most beautiful among them all, that's because they didn't know how to appreciate his Luoluo. From the first time he saw her and the seriousness with which she performed acupuncture on her grandma,
And that confident little face when he told her about ***'s condition, his heart was lost.
Completely forgotten, but I didn’t understand it at the time.
Later in their relationship, he mistook her for a saint. At that time, he was really happy because he could legitimately fall in love with her, and even this relationship was supported and arranged by everyone.
In fact, it didn't matter whether she was a saint or not. He didn't believe in those weird and weird things. Dealing with them and listening to their words was just to appease the two old people.
However, he was sincerely willing to fall in love with Billo.
Even if she is not a saint, he will still want her in this life, and he will decide her.
For four years, he lived a very depressed life with constant family struggles, but he never gave up his attachment to her. He just kept paying attention to her in a way that she couldn't see.
Now, the struggle may not be completely over, but at least it is not as dangerous as it was in the past, and he can take her back into his arms openly.
Want her, want her so hard, want her to be unable to bear it, want her to keep begging him for mercy.
"Come here, Luo Luo." He still stretched out his hand and looked at her: "I don't want to rape you, come here and be good."
Bi Luo was so frightened that his heart contracted. He actually said that he wanted to rape her!
She was really scared, and she couldn't deal with him.
She took a deep breath and slowly moved towards him. As she moved, she warned: "Don't... don't do that, I don't like it, it hurts."
Murong Jihao didn't say anything because he couldn't give her a promise. He would definitely ask for it tonight. If not, I'm sorry, but he couldn't do it.
Not getting a response from him, Billo gradually stopped moving and stopped approaching him.
If he doesn't agree, he means he still wants to be like her!
Murong Jihao couldn't wait any longer. Before she could get closer to him, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her slender wrist and pulled hard, pulling her directly into his arms.
"Ah!" Bi Luo was so frightened that he screamed. Just when he was about to speak, a small mouth was already captured by him.
The kiss was still so intense, as if it was being swallowed up. Under his confinement, Bi Luo found it difficult to even breathe.
The tip of his tongue was so flexible that when she opened her mouth to breathe, he pushed it forcefully into her mouth, searching her mouth like a snake.
She was so dizzy from being kissed that her mind gradually went blank.
I feel a little dizzy, a little hot, and a little itchy, but I don’t know where it is. Anyway, it’s just itchy. My body is itchy, and so is my heart.
She really wanted to have a warm palm slowly caressing her body to soothe her uneasiness.
Murong Jihao did not disappoint her, his big palm indeed slowly caressed her body, not only caressing, but also kneading her.
"Um... um... don't... don't touch... me... um..." That big palm was too wanton, touching everywhere, and every place it touched was like lighting a fire on her body.
The heat made her whole body tense.
It seems to be very uncomfortable, but it also seems to be quite comfortable. It's a very contradictory feeling, and it's also very confusing.
Bi Luo frowned tightly, closed his eyes unconsciously, and passively accepted his touch.
In fact, Murong Jihao just wanted to give her a good bath. As he said, he wanted to have sex with her in bed.
I don’t know what kind of style Luoluo will be in bed...
That big hand touched her upper body everywhere, even damaging the shower gel when she wasn't paying attention. It touched her whole body, and when it landed on her chest, she washed it carefully and carefully.
Bi Luo was so confused that he didn't know anything about this.
Later... later she finally knew what he was doing, when he applied another handful of shower gel and explored underneath her body.
The strange touch between her legs shocked her so much that she suddenly regained some consciousness. Not only did he help her clean both legs, he also... also went to wash her most private place!
She was so frightened that she opened her eyes with watery eyes. She looked back at him and screamed: "Don't... don't touch there! I... I'll wash it myself, don't touch me... um..."
"You're tired, Luoluo." His thin lips came down, nibbling gently on her earlobe. There was a bit of humorous smile and a bit of evil in his voice: "Let me wash it for you, let me serve you."
you."
"Um... don't... no... ah!" She put her small hands on his big and wanton wrists, trying to push him away, but he held her most vulnerable part, and he couldn't touch it there.
, making her whole body limp and without any strength.
If you don't have the strength, how can you push away his powerful and strong long arms?
"Well..." Bi Luo's body softened and fell directly onto his chest.
"Stop being like this, don't...um...not be clean, ah..." It's so shameful that he actually washed her body himself!
However, she wondered if he was teasing her in the water on purpose!
"Murong..."
"Call me Jihao." Murong Jihao suddenly bit her earlobe, causing her almond-shaped eyes to widen. Seeing the resistance and sadness in her eyes, he smiled happily: "I told you, call me Jihao."
, if you call me wrong in the future, I will bite you again."
After a pause, he added: "If you call me wrong once, I will bite you. If I call you wrong twice, you will be bitten to death. If you call me wrong three times..."
His eyes were extremely evil, and his voice was also very obscene: "You call me wrong three times, and I'll bite your little mouth, not this one."
Lowering his head and kissing her thin lips, he arched his eyebrows and said coquettishly, "It's... this one."
Push your palm forward and attack the city in an instant.
"ah!"
The body had just been developed and could not fully adapt to the invasion of foreign objects for a while. Bi Luo's small face was tangled for a while, and his exquisite facial features formed a scenery that was weak and tempting to commit crimes.
"pain……"
It really hurts, like being cut with a knife. It really hurts.