"Why aren't you wearing any clothes? Are you waiting for me?" His fingers caressed the inner side of her thighs and kissed the corners of her lips.
"I washed it." Ran Mi lightly closed her long eyelashes and answered him calmly.
On the way back, she bought brand new clothes. From the inside out, she would no longer wear the ones he bought. She had her own favorite colors, but he only liked white. White inside and out made her feel like the whole world was white.
Pale.
She wanted colorful ones, purple, blue, pink, green, embroidery, lace, anything beautiful. They were all bargains bought at the women's street, and she didn't use his card.
Her reaction was beyond Li Yichuan's expectations.
She was as calm as a pool of water that no one could disturb. Even if his fingers were picking at the sensitive pink core of her legs, she just sat quietly and even opened her legs slightly.
It facilitates his movements - it's really like a soft rag doll, with a super nice texture, which makes him have the urge to play with her again...
"How long do I have to pay back tens of millions?" She turned her head and looked into his eyes and asked.
This tone was so calm that he was even more surprised.
"If you find a richer man, maybe one night."
He squinted his eyes, slowly squeezed his fingers in, stared at her face, and finally saw with satisfaction that her eyes were a little panicked.
"You didn't wash your hands, it's unhygienic, and you don't want me to get sick. It doesn't satisfy you, right?" She pressed his hand that was still reaching inside and whispered.
Li Yichuan's smile spread in his eyes, he hooked up her nightgown with his fingers, peeled it off, and watched her plump peach-like body stretch before his eyes.
"You are really becoming more and more obedient." He patted her chest lightly and pulled her into the bathroom.
She had put the water for him before, and he stood still beside the snow-white bathtub. Without hesitation, she raised her hand to unbutton the metal buttons of his shirt. This was sterling silver, a custom-made shirt, and the buttons were
Unique mark.
She gently pushed her hand across his chest, took off his shirt, and then gently pulled up his belt. The dark metal was studded with leather accessories, reflecting a low-key and luxurious cold light.
Ran Mi pulled for a long time, but could not open the belt buckle, and his desire had begun to rise violently. Ran Mi withdrew her hand, turned her face, and whispered: "I can't untie it."
"You can't even take off the belt, and you still want to satisfy me?"
His hand suddenly came down, he pushed her onto the sink, opened the belt buckle with one hand, pulled it off, and threw it to the floor.
Ran Mi was patient all the time, and it wasn't until he pressed her legs and squeezed into her body unceremoniously that she snorted softly.
The process this time was very long. He seemed to be deliberately prolonging the time, going in and out slowly. He also turned on the faucet, poured cold water on her chest, and watched the water droplets flow down from her chest.
It flowed to her lower abdomen, and then to the area where the two people were tightly attached.
"You're so good... call me out..."
He suddenly exerted force and hit hard.
Ran Mi quickly raised her eyes, her eyes full of pain. She held his shoulders and hid back. But his next impact was harder, and Ran Mi finally screamed. She was horrified to find him.
The playfulness in the eyes and the deliberate intention to play.