As if there was a whirlpool-like attraction, Yesi Luo felt like he was constantly being sucked in, sucked in, a wand-like magic that made his eyes straighten, his body stiffened, and even his breathing seemed to stop for an instant, almost suffocating. ——
The next moment, Cheng Liuli opened his lips lightly and released his seal with just one word:
"Lun——" Her smile became even brighter and more charming, and she stretched out her fingers to trace his eyebrows and eyes.
Yeslo turned his head away from her touch, his eyes seemed to be filled with soaring anger, his jaw was tense, and occasionally one or two muscle bundles could be seen trembling.
"Alan——" Cheng Liuli stretched out his arm persistently to touch Yesilo's face, "I'm dreaming, right?"
Yesilo's chest heaved violently, and this time he did not avoid her slender fingers. The half-turned handsome face had a scowl on the verge of breaking out.
"I miss you so much, Allen..." This damn woman continued to challenge the limit of his mental endurance, "I'm sorry, it was me who ruined everything for you, that's why you chose to leave me in this way, right? ......"
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"From now on, can I only see you in my dreams..."
Yesilo used his backhand to grab Cheng Liuli's fair wrist. Just as he was about to roar, he saw a string of crystal tears rolling down from her long, half-closed eyelashes and down her clear cheeks. Bath-tub.
The calm water surface produced extremely slight ripples.
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The ripples were like loops of rope, tightly binding his heart, getting tighter and tighter, making him breathless.
Yesi Luo closed his eyes briefly, took a deep breath, and calmed down his emotions. When he opened his eyes, he found that Cheng Liuli had his head tilted to one side and had fallen asleep again!
This damn woman can make him angry to death and back to life even if she talks in her sleep!
The water vapor in the bathtub is thick. Lying in it, Cheng Liuli, naked and naked, looks like the legendary and extraordinary beautiful hibiscus fairy. Her eyebrows are green, her lips are like crimson, and her hair is like ink.
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The skin all over the body is so white and dazzling, so smooth and smooth, like the finest silk or condensed milk.
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Yesuluo's hands roamed her body, leaving no part of her body untouched.
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His eyes were hotter than magma, and countless red threads of desire gradually emerged from his obsidian eyes!
The girl's body twisted unconsciously under the big palm, and her tightly pursed lips let out one or two moans of satisfaction as the hot water washed away the stickiness all over her body.
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This woman is simply adding fuel to the fire!
Yesilo tried his best to endure it, and for the first time he realized that his impulsive decision to give her a bath was simply an unbearable torture!
Seeing that the water temperature is no longer as warm as before, this is a hospital, and the bathtub does not have an automatic constant temperature setting like their night residence. If you continue to linger like this, this frail woman may catch a cold for the second time.
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He reluctantly withdrew his hands from her body, combed them with his five fingers, and quickly combed her long, smooth hair neatly. Then he picked up the shower head and turned on the switch, wetted the whole hair, poured out a little shampoo, and rubbed it in his palms. Make foam, rub it on your hair, massage and touch in the direction of your scalp.