Chapter 398 Which man is not greedy for his sweetheart?
Chapter 398 Which man is not greedy for his sweetheart
What this means...
Jun Wuchen didn't react for a moment, but his lips suddenly felt cold.
She took the initiative to greet him, wrapped her soft arms around his neck, put her red lips on him, and kissed him rawly.
A pair of dark, clear eyes that were close at hand looked at him without blinking, with provocation.
——Do you dare to touch me?
Jun Wuchen seemed to be able to read this sentence from her eyes.
Her meaning is clearly laid out in front of her eyes.
There is only one chance, and she will only give it this one time.
Then of course he is——
Jun Wuchen's dark purple eyes slowly sank, then he suddenly turned over and began to turn his defense into an offense.
"Wow..." The hot spring water made waves and poured onto the shore.
The fierce kiss fell, forcing Yun Luo to breathe.
She narrowed her dark eyes, turned over suddenly, and pinned Jun Wuchen down, and fought back unconvinced.
Jun Wuchen's eyes flashed with anger, then he turned over and pressed back.
The clouds fall again...
"Crash!"
The spring water in the bathhouse waves one after another, lapping at the shore like stormy waves.
The two people in the water are fighting for each other, and neither one will let the other.
But soon, Yun Luo's physical strength became too much.
Her face was red, her whole body became limp due to lack of oxygen, and she was gradually out of breath.
However, Jun Wuchen's breath was long and unaffected at all. Yun Luo was accidentally pushed back by him and pressed against the white jade bank with a bang, becoming dazed.
I don’t know how long it took for the tit-for-tat mood to gradually soften.
Jun Wuchen held the back of her neck and kneaded it gently with his palms, like soothing a kitten, gradually calming down Yun Luo's mood.
"With this little trick of yours, you still provoke me?"
Jun Wuchen looked at her with raised eyebrows, a hint of pride in his sullen eyes, and his voice was still hoarse and dangerous, "Do you know how powerful it is now?"
Yun Luo's misty eyes gradually became clear, and her voice became hoarse, "...have you thought clearly?"
She meant something.
"Do you still need to think about this?"
Jun Wuchen's eyes were dark, and he said word by word, "Whether it's for one night or from now on, I want it all!"
"..." Yunluo was dumbfounded for a moment.
She was temporarily discouraged and slumped limply in his arms, muttering: "Then you are really greedy."
"What man is not greedy for his sweetheart?"
Jun Wuchen stroked her wet long hair and chuckled, "Why, no more fighting?"
"I can't fight you, I'm very tired." Yun Luo half-closed his eyes and leaned against him.
Competing with this man is really physical work.
Fighting and fighting is exhausting.
Jun Wuchen looked at her flushed cheeks and weak look, the corners of her lips curled up, and her mood subtly improved: "It's good to know."
There was a hint of pride in his tone.
Yun Luo raised his eyelids, chuckled, and said in a cool tone: "Yes, I can't compare to His Highness King Jing's experience, countless people, and superb methods."
"If you're not convinced, just admit defeat. Don't say it sourly. Are you thinking of wronging me again?"
Jun Wuchen raised his eyebrows and smiled, stretched out his hand to get the sweet potato from the shore, and rubbed it on her body.
"Unjustly accused? Not necessarily?"
Yun Luo's body was soft and limp, and she was unwilling to move. She felt uncomfortable after being rubbed clumsily by him, and she frowned in displeasure: "What are you doing again?"
Jun Wuchen rubbed her and said angrily: "How long have you been soaking here? Wash her up quickly."
Immediately, he raised his eyebrows and said, "If you say you are wronged, you are wronged. Do you need to practice this kind of thing?"