"What are you doing standing there?" Suddenly, Rong Junlie, who was about to go to the bathroom, stopped.
Luo Yan was stunned and asked him, "Mr. Rong, don't you want me to get you some clothes here?"
"I need someone to help me take a bath now!" Rong Junlie stood there, his eyes falling on Luo Yan's face, looking at her shocked little face, his face was still tense,
Not showing any unnecessary emotion.
"Help you take a bath?" Luo Yan felt that she had really heard the best joke of the century.
"You can choose not to come in, and I can also choose not to sue the waiter just now!"
Rong Junlie put down his words and strode directly into the bathroom.
This is too much, what a hateful man, don’t threaten her or she will die!
Luo Yan really couldn't help it anymore and cursed hard in her heart. She had no choice but to throw down his clothes and go to the bathroom.
When they entered, Rong Junlie was carrying her and taking off his only pair of pants. Luo Yan's toned gluteal muscles caught her eye, and she subconsciously screamed.
Rong Junlie turned around slowly, threw a towel over, and asked in a deep tone, "Why are you being reserved? Didn't you see it that night?"
It feels like she is still pretending to be reserved. Luo Yan has really seen people with no limits, but she has never seen anyone with such no limits!
After slowly soaking in the bathtub, Rong Junlie finally relaxed his tired body. As the warm water washed his body, he instinctively let out a sigh of comfort.
But the slender figure reflected in the floor-to-ceiling glass, and the way she stood there still hesitating made Rong Junlie slowly raise his eyebrows.
"Still coming over?"
Luo Yan endured it!
Holding a bath ball and slowly squatting on the edge of the bathtub, she tried her best to calm down her mind. Rong Junlie leaned on the edge of the bathtub, feeling something cold rubbing against the skin of his back. He couldn't help but feel it again.
He raised his eyebrows.
"Use your hands..."
"What? Use my hands?" Luo Yan was no longer calm this time, her face was so tense that she wanted to strangle him immediately and take revenge to relieve her hatred.
"I hate that thing on your hand..." His voice became deeper and deeper, with a hint of weariness.
Luo Yan had no choice but to throw the bath ball aside, stretched out her white hands and poured some shower gel into her palm, and then slowly fell on his shoulders.
The silky little hands slowly rubbed his shoulders, with neither light nor heavy force. Coupled with the right palm temperature, Rong Junlie felt an unprecedented sense of comfort. He squinted his eyes and suddenly asked, "How often do you help?"
Does anyone else take a shower?"
"Of course!"
"Man or woman?"
"man?"
Suddenly, Rong Junlie's eyes quietly opened. Suddenly, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips and asked with a hint of joking, "Your son?"
"I won't tell you!" Luo Yan's little hands slid across his back, and then slowly reached to his armpits.
"Please lift it up a little. You're lying in it. It's very difficult for me to wash you like this!" She didn't know if the temperature in the bathroom was too high, but Luo Yan always felt that her whole body was very hot.
Suddenly, Rong Junlie stood up, his tall and straight body looking down at her. Luo Yan was stunned and fell down on the wet floor.
"Get up..." Rong Junlie's eyes flickered slightly, and suddenly, he stretched out his hand to Luo Yan.
Luo Yan got up from the ground in a panic, turned around shyly, and hesitated in embarrassment, "Then... well... you should wash it yourself?"
"Do you think what I said was casual?" Rong Junlie's tone was cold. Luo Yan listened and had to turn around obediently.
"Rong Junlie, what are you going to do to let me go? I am the hotel manager here, I am not your personal nanny!" Luo Yan looked at it intently, her beautiful eyes filled with a thin layer of water.
Wu's tone is also much softer and tougher than before.
Rong Junlie frowned, his stern face still expressionless, "Do you think I'm trying to embarrass you? Luo Yan, I'm your diamond customer here!"
Luo Yan lowered her eyes sadly, knowing that she was really doomed by him.
"come over……"
Luo Yan moved slowly, but her eyes refused to look at the man in front of her. She suddenly became silent and didn't say anything. She just bent over, twisted up a warm towel, and slowly wiped off her face.
The foam on Jun Lie's chest muscles.
Seeing her with such a low eyebrow in front of him, Rong Junlie suddenly felt as if something had stung her in the heart.
"Why do you always resist me so much?" Suddenly, his slender fingers pinched her chin and lifted it hard. The more she didn't want to see him, the more he wanted to force her to face him.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Luo Yan's mouth. She saw the pride and seriousness in the eyes of this man. She said hoarsely, "I really can't afford to offend such distinguished guests as you. However, since you have such a request,
Consider me unlucky!"
Does she think she is unlucky? He actively showed his kindness to her and she actually thinks she is still the unlucky one?
You have to know how many women in this world want to get close to him Rong Junlie. He never gives others a chance. But this woman in front of him hides once she looks at him. She doesn't look good to him even once she looks at him. He really wants to
Who knows, does she really hate herself so much, or is she using this hard-to-get trick to seduce him like before?
"This bathtub is not big, but it's not too big for you!" Suddenly, with a strong movement of his wrist, he directly grabbed Luo Yan's slender waist and brought her into the bathtub. Luo Yan stepped in hastily, causing a large splash of water.
The space in the bathtub soon became ambiguous. Rong Junlie had a cold face, took off his fluffy hair and placed it directly on Luo Yan's body.
"Wash well, clean every inch of my body!"
His words still contained no warmth, and his black eyes were so cold that it made people laugh.
Luo Yan looked at him like this, and the tip of her nose suddenly felt sore. She sniffed, picked up the fluffy hair, and continued to caress every inch of his body with her little hands.
His chest muscles, his armpits, until her little hands and fluffy hair slid onto his strong and sexy abdominal muscles, her hands shook quietly. Rong Junlie did not look at her. He stood there arrogantly, like
He is as arrogant as a king being served by female slaves.
Luo Yan gritted her teeth and suddenly inserted her little hand between his legs. The shower gel in her palm slid out into big bubbles, covering the dense male jungle.
Being gently kneaded and rubbed by her soft little hands, Rong Junlie's hawk-like black eyes, which had always been very calm, finally showed a slight change. Her little hands were so soft, gentle, slow, and careful.
Gently caressing his male part, suddenly, his body became unsatisfactorily hot.
The moment the foam was washed away, Luo Yan was shocked to see the change under his body in her palm. It was so big and he glared at her so hard that her feet slipped and her whole body was about to fall down -
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Rong Junlie's quick eyesight and quick hands caught her in one fell swoop. Luo Yan panicked and fell into his arms, leaning heavily on his wet and smooth chest muscles.
"Uh..." Although he supported Luo Yan, Rong Junlie let out a painful whimper.
Luo Yan hurriedly pushed him away and asked tremblingly, "You...what's wrong with you?"
"You hurt me..." Rong Junlie twisted his arrogant handsome face in pain, and then pointed to his body.
Luo Yan lowered her head and saw that a large area of crimson burned right under her ears.
"It hurts..." Frowning, he bent over the wall and looked like he was seriously injured.
How could Luo Yan understand that guy in a man? Seeing how painful his usually expressionless face was, she became nervous and asked at a loss, "How... what should I do... I... I don't know how to do this."
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Seeing her in such a panic, Rong Junlie frowned and said in a harsh voice, "You...you touch it...just like you did just now..."
Luo Yan really scolded herself in her heart for helping him take a bath. She actually had other thoughts when she saw his body. It was fine now. She fell into his arms so hard that she even...
It hurts everywhere...
Although she always looks invulnerable, she is always as pure as a flawless piece of paper when it comes to love between men and women. Who knew that as a mother, she only had three or four sexual experiences?
Pursing her lips, she had no choice but to stretch out her hand and gently and soothingly comfort his injured guy. Rong Junlie looked at her serious and pretty face, and suddenly there was a gap in his chest, as if there was an explosion of lightning and fire.
His breathing became more and more unstable, and the tightness in his lower body became more and more uncomfortable.
He was actually a little greedy for the warmth of her palms...
Even though he had no intention of wanting her again, the soft touch of her palm reminded him of that night again. The feeling of him buried in her body was so tight and warm, like his new second layer.
The skin tightly wrapped him without any gaps.
He impulsively married her twice, and that time, he broke his precept for her and married a woman with whom he had no emotional basis.
He hated falling in love with a woman because of her body, but at present, he had to admit that because of her body, he began to have the idea of paying attention to her...
Luo Yan stood there with her head lowered, her crimson face as cute as a delicate peach, the water from her fluffy hair had already wet her clothes, and the close-fitting shirt stuck to her chest,
It reveals a round, round and beautiful curve.
However, the movements of her hand were getting more and more wrong. He was obviously injured, so why did her palm get bigger and bigger...
She couldn't help but glance at Rong Junlie secretly, but she didn't expect that he had been looking straight at her, with a ferocious face and scarlet eyes, dancing with clusters of flames that made her blush and her heart beat faster.