Xiahou Huan'er gasped, her heart trembling violently, and she grabbed his clothes with her hands: "What do you want to do?" His eyes were too scary.
Dongfang Xing stared at her with burning eyes, and said in a dark and sexy voice: "Continue what you left in the car."
"What did you say?" Xiahou Huan'er's heart trembled and she was instantly confused.
Who is she provoking? Even taking a bath can attract a wolf? This world doesn't allow people to live.
Dongfang Xing stared at her stunned expression, snorted coldly, pulled the towel aside, wrapped it around her body, and gently wiped away the water drops on her body.
Xia Houhuan'er became anxious. She pulled the towel, pushed him away, jumped to the side, looked at him with vigilant eyes, and said bitterly: "Ahem, Mr.
You mean, let's talk it over." He couldn't be such a beast, like a bully, forcing himself to bow.
Dongfang Xing stared at the little woman with pink and tender skin in front of him without saying a word, his eyes gradually deepening.
This is the woman who can arouse his desire that has been dormant for five hundred years. She is delicate, pink, seductive, and lovely, but she also reveals a purity that makes him even more rare.
His unique and refreshing masculine scent plundered the air around her, as if he was overbearing and wanted to take over everything about her.
Xiahou Huan'er's body and her heart were trembling. She tried to ease the tense atmosphere and said with a smile: "Master Xing, the moon is really bright today, why don't we go out to enjoy the moon? We have been together for so long, you
You haven’t even spent time admiring the moon with me. I want to go to the moon, okay?” After saying that, she winked at him and winked at him.
Dongfang Xing stared at her with his cold eyes for a while, then his ice-like voice burst out coldly: "No."
Xiahou Huan'er's fingers grabbed the bath towel and looked at him pitifully: "Why not? Appreciating the moon, this is such a romantic thing. Don't you even have the heart to be romantic with me?" After that,
He lowered his head in frustration, looking so pitiful.
Where is that girl who is as bold as a leopard?
Are you pretending to be pitiful now? Isn't it too late?
Dongfang Xing snorted coldly, stretched out his palm, raised her chin slightly, stared at her with his deep and cold eyes for a while, and then said slowly: "It's better to admire you than to admire the moon."
Boom, Xiahou Huan'er felt a boom in his head and looked at him in disbelief.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, trying to smile or not to be polite: "Master Xing, are you afraid of losing fans when you say this?"
The hooligans are not to be feared. The most fearful thing is that the hooligans are educated.
In his deep eyes, burning with burning desire, he stared at the little woman in front of him that made him impetuous, wanting to burn and destroy her.
What does that look in his eyes mean?
Why did she think he wanted to squeeze her to death? This look in his eyes really frightened her.
Dongfang Xing's palm suddenly clasped her waist, pulled her into his arms, picked her up strongly and domineeringly, and walked directly to the kang.
"Ah...Mr.
Still want to hide in front of him?
Can the little white rabbit escape the clutches of the big bad wolf?
The man's deep eyes were immediately filled with intense fire, and his slender body suddenly approached her. At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind.
That is, no matter what, we must deal with her tonight without mercy.
Xiahou Huan'er bit her lower lip and looked at him with full eyes. Is it really coming? Can't she escape?
Although she had thought of this day for a long time, she couldn't help but feel a little timid when she thought about the pain that a woman would experience for the first time.
Moreover, her heart trembled even more when she thought of the difference between the two.
Looking at the fear in her eyes, he raised his eyebrows: "What, are you scared?"
Xiahou Huan'er swallowed nervously and said stubbornly: "Tsk, isn't that what you're doing? Who said I'm afraid?"
She's out. Since she's going to come, she should come more violently.
"Huan'er." He stretched out his big palm to caress her tender cheek, and his deep voice sounded slowly in her ears.
He knew she liked him calling her that.
A little eager, a little patient, breathing hot breath: "Can you continue?"
