He Bing was startled. This man had always been a beast and never suppressed his desires. He would always look at her like this when he wanted to be intimate with her.
Doesn't he want to?
At this time, Ye Ming said, "I'm going to take a shower."
After saying that, he turned around.
When the man walked into the shower room, he put his right palm on the belt around his waist, spread his thumb and index finger and pressed it easily, then pulled the belt and threw it on the sofa.
Those flowing and uninhibited movements are so cool that they explode.
He Bing's face turned redder, she seemed to be fascinated by him!
...
The sound of running water came from the shower room. He Bing stood in the sun for a while, blowing away the heat on his face.
It's so hot in the room, all due to the ambiguity.
She was so hot from being aroused by him.
When her face was no longer so red, she re-entered the room and poured herself a glass of warm water.
He put the water glass to his lips and was about to drink when there was a "click" sound and the door of the shower room opened, letting out a refreshing air of cold air after bathing.
He Bing raised her eyes. There was a mirror in front of her, and she could see him through the bright mirror.
Ye Ming had already taken a shower, and her neat short hair lay wet on her forehead, covered in moisture.
He wore a white hotel bathrobe, and the belt was tied casually, very loosely, revealing most of his muscular chest.
His figure was so spot-on that it made people's blood boil. He Bing saw his well-developed chest muscles and looming eight-pack abs.
She quickly withdrew her gaze, not daring to look again.
At this time, a steady sound of footsteps sounded in his ears, and the man walked over and stopped behind him.
He blocked her, blocking her in his chest and the counter.
He seemed to like standing behind her silently.
He Bing quickly drank some water.
"I'm thirsty, give me a drink." The man behind him said.
"Oh." He Bing handed him the water glass in his hand.
Ye Ming didn't reach out to take it, he just lowered his head and drank the rest of the water in the cup with her little hand.
Gone.
"Still not quenching my thirst." He looked into her eyes.
"Then I'll pour it for you again."
He Bing continued to pour water.
But a rough and broad hand reached over and snatched the cup from her little hand. A strong arm wrapped around her waist and twisted it, forcing her to turn around.
"on purpose?"
He asked dumbly, leaned over and blocked her red lips.
Well.
Being kissed suddenly, He Bing's clear pupils kept shrinking. He kissed her before she understood the meaning of "on purpose".
He kissed her fiercely, robbing her breath forcefully.
He Bing hadn't been kissed by him for a long time. Facing such a crazy attack, her legs weakened.
But the man's big palm caught her slender waist in time, and with a gentle lift, she was hugged and sat on the counter.
She is short, but when he is held up like this, she is taller than him.
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