Seeing her shy look, Bo Zhanye hooked her head, lowered his head and said to her lips: "Yes. Take a kiss photo."
Kiss photo!
It's just the face, nothing else, which is pretty good.
But it’s too bad to show it to two three-and-a-half-year-old children!
Lan Xixi shook her head quickly and pushed Bo Zhanye away who was about to take action: "No, let's do the same thing as before."
She ran under the shower, untied her clothes and pulled them down, exposing her upper shoulders, then turned on the shower, soaked her body, and said to him:
"Stand beside me and wipe my hair with a towel. This is intimate and guiding. You can completely believe that we are together."
Bo Zhanye's mouth twitched slightly: "..." Can you think of this method?
Should I say she is too smart, or is she doing everything possible to avoid being intimate with him?
In just a short moment of thought, Lan Xixi under the shower head was already wet, and the water droplets slid down her skin, which was extremely tempting.
The clothes that have not been taken off are wet and stuck to the body, which outlines the beautiful figure and makes people even more imaginative.
Bo Zhanye's vision became intense, and he walked over, turned off the shower, and did as she asked.
‘Kaka!’
Soon, Lan Xixi found an angle, took two photos, and then put down her phone.
"Okay! I...well!" Before she could finish her words, the man suddenly hugged her waist, and a strong and domineering aura came over her.
"Bo, Bo Zhanye..."
"Don't move." Bo Zhanye pressed her against the wall behind her, worried that the wall would be cold. He put his hand on the back of her head and kissed her.
His lips traced along her lips, gradually breaking in and sucking in her breath.
Gentle, domineering, and fanatical.
Lan Xixi was kissed so hard that she couldn't breathe. Her wet body, which was originally cool, now became hot and her breathing was hot.
She was like a fish on the beach, unable to struggle.
"Is it over?" the man suddenly asked quietly.
Lan Xixi frowned and didn't react for a moment: "Huh? Is it over?"
Bo Zhanye stared at her bright and clean eyes, placed his hand on her belly, and raised his eyebrows: "What do you think?"
Yang Yang's rhetorical question was suggestive, and Lan Xixi suddenly realized that he was talking about menstruation, and her face suddenly turned red: "No, no..."
There was a meteor-like light in Bo Zhanye's eyes, but he quickly returned to normal. He raised his hand and brushed her red lips with his long fingers:
"I'm just asking casually. You know that even if it's over, I won't touch you in the hospital.
Be good, take a shower and don't catch a cold."
After saying that, she lowered her head and kissed her lips, turned around and walked out of the bathroom.
The enthusiasm fades as quickly as it comes.
Lan Xixi knew that he was just restraining himself and respecting her, otherwise why would he care about such and such reasons?
A man who can suppress his body's instincts shows that he is very mature, stable, considerate and warm.
Feeling warm in her heart, she took a quick shower, dried her hair and walked out.
However, the ward was quiet and quiet.
Where are the people? Can you go out so late?
Lan Xixi walked to the bed and picked up her phone, curiously sending a message to Bo Zhanye: "Are you out?"
One minute, no reply.
‘Knock knock.’ At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Thinking that Bo Zhan was coming back at night, Lan Xixi turned around and walked over to open the door: