On the snow-white bed, there was a noticeable bulge, only the permed hair was scattered on the bed, and a delicate and small face was buried under the bedding, and a shallow breath overflowed.
The whole room is quiet.
The sound of water came to an abrupt end.
The glass door was opened, and Dugu Xiang, wearing a black nightgown, walked out.
He wiped his hair with a clean towel.
The hair stained with water droplets fell on my forehead, and my long and deep eyes swept towards the cell phone on the bedside table, slowly narrowing.
Taking a step, he walked around the bedside and walked to the bedside table.
Picking up the pink mobile phone, Dugu Xiang landed his slender finger on the screen.
He skillfully clicked on it and checked the text messages and communication records inside.
His fingertips fell and he put his phone back in his original position.
Male god?
He wanted to see what the male god she said was.
The light on the wall lamp fell softly, sprinkling on the woman's delicate little face under the bedding. The corners of her rosy mouth slightly raised, and inadvertently exuded that charming aura.
Dugu Xiangbing's eyes fell on her little face. Finally, he lifted one end of the bedding and lay in.
He reached out and snatched her body.
The familiar fragrance poured into his nose, and his hands that fell on her waist subconsciously tightened.
Lower your head.
He raised his other hand and raised Ye Kui's little face buried under the bedding.
Thin lips covered.
Under the light, a tall and steep figure covered a small figure.
Turning back to the light, Dugu Xiang's handsome face, with a flash of light and dark expression, and a bit arrogant aura of being alive. He looked at Ye Kui's delicate and fair neck exposed in the air,
The soft light fell on the bed, setting the skin on her little face as white and smooth as cream.
His eyes darkened, and his eyes became darker and darker.
The hand that had originally landed on Ye Kui's face fell down the diameter and penetrated along the collar of her nightgown.
The sudden coldness made the sleeping woman subconsciously shrink her body.
Her body stiffened and finally took the initiative to meet her.
Between her and him, at least they have to be a qualified couple.
Marriage without love can't do the best.
Under the soft light, the woman still closed her eyes, her long curly eyelashes drooped on her face, casting a shallow shadow in the dark night.
She stretched out her hand and almost subconsciously clinged to the man's neck.
Dugu Xiang, who turned his back to the light, lowered his head.
His narrow and deep eyes fell on Ye Kui's delicate little face. Seeing a hint of redness appearing on her delicate skin, his eyes became darker and darker.
The red, demonic handsome face was quiet and charming, but it made people unable to move their eyes in an instant.
The beads of sweat rolled down his hair on Ye Kui's smooth and crystal skin, which was shining with a trace of light, and adhered to the sweat that was seeping on her skin, and slowly rolled down.
Dugu bent down, and finally his waist suddenly sank.
On the tip of her nose, she bit her gently.
These days, she has carefully placed it on her mobile phone.
No--
To be precise, it was placed on her male god.
Thinking of this, Dugu Xiang's eyes darkened again.
There was a quiet thought in my eyes, but it suppressed a trace of anger.