Sworn not to be a wife: the arrest of the young wife around the world

If you don't take a shower, you have to share a room with him.

Moran chose to take a shower.

She opened the door and went out, only to find that there was a small living room outside, and there was a door next to the living room, which was the bathroom.

The bathroom is small, but well-equipped.

She found her pajamas in the closet before undressing and taking a shower.

Because this plane is a private plane and does not need to carry too many people, it has enough space and capacity to store a lot of supplies.

She washed it for half an hour, and there was still hot water in the shower.

By the way, after washing up, she opened the door and went out in her nightgown.

She didn't want to go to the room, so she simply sat down in the small living room.

But the air was a bit chilly, and with a blanket, she could make it through the night.

But it doesn't matter if it's cold, it's better to go in and sleep in the same bed as Qi Ruigang.

Moran went to the bathroom and got a towel out, then covered his body, and curled up on the small sofa.

She just lay down for a while, and found that the air was getting colder and colder.

It was a little cold at first, and then it was cold...

The temperature in the living room plummeted——

Moran hugged her body, shivering from the cold.

She looked for the remote control of the air conditioner everywhere, but couldn't find it.

Moran is not a fool, there must be a reason for the sudden coldness of the air, maybe it was Qi Ruigang who did it.

Heh, is he going to force her to enter the bedroom on her own initiative?

Moran was planning to go out in a bath towel, not knowing what was outside the living room.

However, she couldn't open the door anymore, it was locked!

Now she's either going back to the bedroom or going to the bathroom...

How can you sleep in the bathroom?

Moran pushed open the bedroom door angrily. The temperature inside was moderate, which was very different from that in the living room.

Qi Ruigang was leaning against the head of the bed, with the quilt casually draped over his body, holding red wine in one hand and the remote control in the other, watching TV.

Seeing her coming in, he smiled wickedly and said, "It's just in time, it's almost climax, come and watch together."

"I'm not in the mood, it's up to you!" She walked over coldly, lifted the quilt and lay down.

She and he were husband and wife to begin with, so she didn't feel anything when they slept in the same bed.

Coupled with her cold feeling now, he should not touch her.

Moran thought about it by chance, and suddenly, she heard a very ambiguous groaning sound from the TV.

There are women's voices, and there are men's voices...

You can tell what's happening on TV just by hearing it.

Moran was surprised, the movie she chose didn't have these plots?

No, she went to the bathroom for half an hour, and the movie was over long ago.

She turned slightly to take a look, her face turned red.

On the super-large screen, two European and American men and women are overlapping each other naked.

With such a large scale, you can tell it's a movie at a glance.

Moran frowned in disgust. He said that the movie she watched was not nutritious. Is this the kind of movie that is nutritious?

He did it on purpose!

"Turn off!" Moran sat up angrily, she reached out to snatch the remote control, but Qi Ruigang easily avoided it.

"You told me to turn it off just after I saw an orgasm?" The man raised his eyebrows lightly, obviously displeased.

"I don't like to watch it, you've affected my sleep! You can watch it if you want, give me the remote control of the air conditioner outside, I'll go sleep outside, and you can watch it here."

Qi Ruigang pretended not to understand and asked: "What is the remote control of the air conditioner? I don't have the remote control outside."

"That's enough, you don't have to play dumb in front of me. You don't have to give it to me, turn off the TV, I want to rest."

"Ah—" The woman on the TV suddenly let out a bone-piercing cry.