With the heavy gasps that he tried his best to curb, his hard and perfect jaw was tight.
Ye Kui raised her head, and a pair of clear black eyes spread out with mist.
The fair and pink skin was as white as snow polish, and it was red.
She raised her hand and her fingertips fell on Dugu Xiang's strong and sexy chest.
I gently stroked my fingertips and felt the man's skin tense suddenly because of her movements.
Her pair of black eyes that were as charming as rhinestones turned, and her eyes fell on Dugu Xiang's evil handsome face. Her deep and distinct facial features were as sharp as a knife, hard and cold as a knife. At this time, she tried her best
Tighten.
Her red lips opened lightly, with a hint of panting, almost like the whisper of her lover. "Dugu Xiang..."
She knew that he wanted it.
The hardness between her legs was so hot.
But she didn't understand why he was trying hard to curb.
In the quiet room, the ambiguous and scorching aura had not yet dissipated. Every breath entered the blood along the chest, boiling instantly.
The man lowered his eyes.
The dark red color dyed the bottom of the man's eyes, becoming more and more profound and captivating.
Dugu Xiang stretched out his hand and grabbed the slender and lush fingertips that were wandering on his chest.
The sexy throat rolled down.
"Little Fox." He bent down and bit Ye Kui's rosy lips. His tongue tip penetrated, pressing tightly against her throat, entangled in a daze, slowly adjusting his breath.
I don't know how long it took.
It was not until he felt the tension in his lower abdomen subsided a little that he slowly let go and pecked gently at the corner of her lips.
He lowered his head, and his ice eyes sank.
Looking at Ye Kui's swollen lips, a pair of black eyes that looked like rhinestones turned, invading the emotional and misty aura, becoming more and more charming.
He said in a deep voice, a hint of hoarseness in his low voice. "Good rest."
Her body was still weak and had not recovered yet. He could not ask her at this time.
To him, who was so powerful, he felt the soft body in his arms almost out of control.
He got up and walked into the bathroom.
In the huge room, soft lights fell.
A hazy light enveloped the entire quiet ward. The windowsill was open and a cool breeze blew in, slowly dissipating the ambiguous and charming breath.
The slightly cool breath dissipated.
Ye Kui looked quietly at the closed bathroom door, and the faint air of her clear black eyes dissipated.
She pulled the bedding and covered her upper body, her eyes drooped, covering the quiet darkness in her eyes.
He clearly wanted it, but why was he trying his best to curb it?
He clearly felt the hot and tense breath on his body, but when he suddenly pulled away, his heart seemed to be hollowed out.
It is empty, but it is inexplicably blocked.
When Dugu Xiang walked out of the bathroom again, the hair scattered on his forehead was already stained with crystal clear water droplets, and his face had recovered the previous cold and arrogant atmosphere.
He walked to the bedside, lifted the bedding and lay in.
He reached out his hand and wanted to hug the woman lying under the bedding into his arms.
Ye Kui moved, avoiding Dugu Xiang's hand without any trace, pressed against the edge of the bed, and on his delicate and small face, two rows of long and thick eyelashes gently drooped, casting a faint look on his face.
Under the shadow, under the small and firm nose, a pair of rosy lips were pursed, and the whole person was calm and calm, like a ceramic doll carefully carved like white porcelain.