Dongfang Xing's heart trembled, and an impulse surged into his heart. He put his strong arms around her waist, pulled her into his arms, lowered his head, sealed her mouth, and kissed her rarely.
He said he wanted to send her away, do you think he was really willing to do so?
She is his sweetheart now.
If he didn't want her to be happy, he wouldn't want to do this.
Xiahou Huan'er dodged his kiss and teased him with a sneer: "Hey, I'm an injured person, be careful, don't lose your temper, you're a beast."
Can animals listen to people?
Mr. Xing clasped the back of her head with his palm and fixed her head. The kiss became more violent and domineering, as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach.
"Well..." She is injured. Mr. Xing, be gentle, be gentle, be compassionate.
The desire in Dongfang Xing's body was rising, and his desire for her became stronger and stronger. He kissed her, and his palms couldn't help but slide into her clothes to start an offensive.
Xiahou Huan'er was horrified and quickly shouted: "Ah... wait... I am a wounded patient."
Her words were like a bucket of cold water pouring down from his head.
Like a deflated rubber ball, he pressed on her body and stopped attacking.
His body was tense.
Xiahou Huan'er tried her best to ignore it.
She stretched out a finger and poked his shoulder, worriedly.
"Are you okay?"
His body pressed tightly against hers, making her breathless.
He noticed it, moved his body away, remained silent for a moment, then suddenly turned over and rushed to the bathroom.
Xiahou Huan'er was immediately horrified.
Could it be that he ran into the bathroom and solved the problem himself?
She was really curious about what kind of spring it would be like for the Corpse King who was driven out of control by desire.
Curiosity, curiosity, color embryo nature.
With the corners of her lips raised slightly, she immediately jumped out of bed and tiptoed close to the bathroom door, where the sound of running water could be heard.
He reached out and grabbed the doorknob, opened a crack, and secretly peeked inside.
They saw a naked Mr. Xing, standing under the rain shower equipment with his back to her, letting the cold water pour on him.
The water drops fell on his perfect back, sexy and tempting.
She couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of rare saliva, her burning eyes rested on his sexy buttocks, and her heart began to flutter.
What a rare and sexy body, I really want to pounce on it.
Just as she was drooling, a fierce voice with a warning came: "If you peek again, I will kill you immediately."
Boom, I was caught peeping.
Xiahou Huan'er's face suddenly turned as red as a ripe red apple, and her heart beat like a drum.
With a swish, she closed the bathroom door, quickly went to the bar, poured a glass of ice water, and drank it all in one gulp.
It's terrible. It's just a back view, which makes her mouth dry and her fire boiling.
Trouble, that man was really a damn trouble. If she hadn't been injured, she would have pounced on him even if he didn't hold her down.
Thinking about it, her throat became even drier, so she simply opened the small refrigerator and took out a bottle of cold beer. As soon as she pulled the tab, she raised her head to drink, when a cold breath hit her, and she took the beer with one palm.
snatch away.
There was a hint of blame in the cold, deep voice: "You are still drinking when you are injured, are you looking for death?"
Xiahou Huan'er blinked, looked at the man in front of her who was only wearing a bath towel, stretched out her tongue and licked her dry lips.
"You put on your clothes first." Seeing him like this, she couldn't control herself.
But what kind of bath was he taking? Was it too fast? It was so fast that she was tongue-tied.
