Their bodies were in close contact with each other. Gu Chen put his hands on his shoulders and twisted his waist so that he could sit on the edge of the sink.
Seeing surprise flashing across his cold eyes, Gu Chen smiled, the evil spirit in the corner of his eyes was dazzling and particularly bright.
"You seem to like to... move your hands and feet on me. Why is this body that has just begun to grow so interesting to you?" His fingers gently slid over his slender collarbone, making suggestive movements.
This made the darkness in Duan Zhaoan's eyes deepen.
His eyes were locked on her face, and as she laughed, the darkness in his eyes was as deep as ink.
The hand that held her slender waist squeezed her waist gently, and his low and cold voice was as if red wine had been poured on it, so mellow that it could intoxicate people's hearts.
With his height, even when he was half-sitting on the sink, he was looking at her level. He looked at her with deep eyes and said in a low voice: "Other women can't seduce my interest. Only you... make me care about you with every frown and smile."
The voice suddenly paused, her fingers caressing his face like feathers, her eyes suddenly darkened, "Gu Chen, you are playing with fire."
"Playing with fire? Duan Zhaoan, you should feel honored to be able to play with fire like me." Gu Chen laughed, his voice as sweet as spring water adding a bit of wantonness.
Duan Zhaoan, do you know, how many men once dreamed of making fun of me, dreaming of... being so entangled with me?
You don't know anything, you don't know my past, you don't know what I really think in my heart, and you don't even know... what kind of person you are making a five-year agreement with.
In her wanton laughter, Duan Zhaoan's iron arms tightened even more.
The strong muscles in her front were tightly attached to her exquisite chest, which could only be grasped. The strong and powerful heartbeat seemed to be one with the rhythm of her heartbeat.
"Do you dare to play a little deeper? Huh?" His voice became increasingly hoarse, and there was a fire dancing gently in the depths of his deep eyes.
The palms that tightened her waist were as hot as fire, seeming to ignite her body through the bathrobe.
The green bamboo-like aura was already filled with the breath of fire, and heat flowed and formed a web around the two of them. At this time, Duan Zhaoan was quite annoyed about the gunshot wound on his back. He had to worry about it, and he also lost many opportunities to have close contact with her.
Chance.
"I am indeed honored, because I got a pearl, a pearl that shines all over, but it is all mine." The deep and mellow voice has a little nasal sound, which makes it look even more sexy and seductive in the warm bathroom.
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Gu Chen pressed his shoulders with both hands and used his own strength to make him lean down bit by bit. He didn't stop until she was on top and he was on the bottom.
Looking down at him, he glanced across his handsome and sharp eyebrows with a look of disdain, raised his right hand, clasped his hard yet elegant mandible, and sneered, "Are you trying to say that you have a sharp eye for pearls?"
Bar."
"Isn't it? Or, you are saying that you are not a pearl." Duan Zhaoan deliberately raised his voice. Although he was controlled by Gu Chen, his aura was not lost by half.
No, it should be said that the two are equally matched and no one can lose.
He didn't seem to care about the injury to the teres muscle on his back. The light from the downlight in front of the dressing mirror was milky white, making his skin look whiter and whiter.
The two of them are surprisingly similar in terms of their ability to tan. Even during training in the scorching heat, Duan Zhaoan's skin is shockingly fair among a group of soldiers.
