A low and hoarse voice kept ringing in her ears: "Huan'er... Huan'er..."
He knew that she liked it best when he called her in a deep voice, and he did not hesitate to use his voice at such times. As long as it could make her happy, he would do anything she wanted.
Not to mention just calling her like this.
Intense, like a violent storm.
I don't know how long it took, but she was paralyzed in his arms, desperately breathing fresh air.
If he didn't let her go, she suspected that she would suffocate to death.
The man kissed her face with unsatisfied intentions, her lips, and her deep eyes that were quenched with fire, were filled with indescribable curiosity.
The woman's eyes were blurred, filled with a moving mist, her face was as beautiful as a flower with a red glow, and her red lips were so delicate that there was no place that he could not miss. They kissed her again and again, and kissed her again and again, as if she had been kissing her for a lifetime.
Not enough kisses.
He picked up the woman, who was as soft as mud, and walked to the bathroom. He put warm water in the bathtub, gently took off her clothes, held her in the bathtub, and roughly pulled off his own clothes.
He also stepped in.
Seeing his obvious differential treatment, Xiahou Huan'er couldn't help laughing: "It's so pitiful to make your clothes." Well, she sympathized with him.
"It's her honor." Dongfang Xing replied coolly, grabbed the bath ball, and began to clean her gently and carefully.
That movement was as gentle as handling a rare treasure.
That expression was as rare as a bee seeing a flower.
He wiped and rubbed her body, she didn't even need to use a finger, she just lay in the bathtub and enjoyed it.
It was torture, there were ten thousand ants biting and scratching in her heart, making her tremble.
She twisted her little body impatiently, and in the steaming water vapor, her cat eyes became wetter, shinier and more charming.
A low, evil voice whispered: "Little one, what are you thinking about?"
Knowing full well that he was just teasing her.
Xia Houhuan'er raised her eyelids and stared at him with a fierce gaze: "Aren't you asking nonsense? I'm scratching you, scratching you, how can you remain calm?"
When Dongfang Xing heard this, the classic words she had said before flashed through his mind, and he almost couldn't help laughing.
He slapped her butt hard with his palm and said patiently: "You little gangster, don't be ashamed."
"You little beast, you have the nerve to accuse me. I, on behalf of the moon, will destroy you."
My uncle can bear it, but my aunt can't bear it anymore.
Xiahou Huan'er was made weak all over, and she couldn't bear it any longer. She stretched out her palm to put his chest and pushed hard.
Dongfang Xing's body immediately fell back and sank into the warm water. His hands were on her waist and he pulled hard. Her body fell on top of him and sank into the water at the same time.
Xiahou Huan'er found his lips in the water and kissed them hard.
Needless to say, tonight was another passionate and sweet night. Master Xing once again chewed up Huan'er completely. As for the end, did Huan'er see Master Xing's smile?
She was tortured to death by the energetic beast all night long. Her head was stuffed with paste and she was so confused that she couldn't think at all. She had already forgotten the agreement they had made.
I don't even remember to ask him.
After a long time, she asked him to fulfill the contract and show her a smile.
Mr. Xing said, he smiled.
Then he continued to hold his coffin face, scratching, scratching, until he died and refused to laugh again.
