Cold CEO, Hug Me

Warm streams of water were scattered on the ground. In an instant, the entire space was filled with a misty air.

The moment the fog started to swirl around and water splashed in all directions, the skin on Jing Bao'er's face started to become pink and tender, burning hot.

Pure pink cheeks, a perfect Xing-feel figure, and wet hair that clung to her ear and neck. This sort of wet seduction was a fatal temptation to any man.

Just by looking at her, Jing Rong felt a warm current flow through his lower abdomen.

This feeling, all of a sudden, caused him to quietly raise his head, little by little, where he was sleeping.

Noticing the indescribable change in his place, Jing Bao'er's heart immediately tensed up.

Then, she laughed, stretched out a finger, and lightly flicked it towards that spot. Then, she teased, "Tsk, tsk, Fourth Uncle, you're actually so tough again. You really have endless energy … …"

"Isn't it good?" Jing Rong asked.

Then he pressed her directly against the wall behind her, playing with it.

The moment his two bodies touched each other, the look in his eyes instantly turned warm and hazy.

Warm water gently poured down on the two of them. As the water splashed in all directions, Jing Bao'er's face became even redder, captivating.

At this very moment, this pure, beautiful, Xing-jie, agile girl was emitting a kind of fatal attraction from head to toe.

Seeing her like this, Jing Rong thought, he wanted her, wanted her, wanted her, wanted her.

Seeing the expression in Jing Rong's eyes, Jing Bao'er's heart trembled.

How could she have eyes like this? Combined with her face that had been kissed by an angel, coupled with her perfect figure, it would have been enough for her to fall in one fell swoop …

Taking a deep breath, Jing Bao'er took the initiative to tiptoe and wrap her arms around his neck, then sealed his lips.

Then, with her wet little tongue, she pried open his teeth in a practiced manner and thrust them straight into his mouth, searching for his tongue, entangling it.

In the instant that their lips and teeth intertwined, the YU gazes on the two of them instantly ignited.

A burst of cold feeling came from the tiled wall behind her as she entered her body. That cold feeling mixed with the fire and heat feeling in her body made her even more excited and happy …

The inner part of the body was a volcano, while the outer part was a glacier.

How about this, a cold and a hot feeling, it was too exciting!

Jing Bao'er liked it.

After they had kissed for a while, his lips began to move down little by little.

Next, his ears, neck...

Then, it stopped at the soft spot on her upper body.

Warm water was still flowing freely above their heads.

The fiery YU also, still, inside their body, burning, burning, burning more and more!

A burst of numbness followed, causing Jing Bao'er to lose all rationality bit by bit. Her entire being also began to become weaker and weaker, weaker and weaker.

"Fourth Uncle... "Fourth uncle …"

"Hmm …"

"Fourth Uncle... Hmm... "Ah …"

"Hmm …"

She began to follow her own feelings and emit a moving moan.

While she was talking, she put her hands on his head.

"Fourth uncle, I want …"

Another wave of numbness swept over her, and the girl murmured softly, expressing her desire to the man without reservation.

Hearing her words, the man immediately stood up and used both hands to hold her hot face. "Good girl, Fourth Uncle, this is for you …"

With that, he turned and walked in front of the hand basin.

He opened the drawer and took out a set, then directly opened it and put it on.

Then, he quickly returned to her and once again pressed her against the wall. Then, he lifted her up with his hands and fused with her …

As his body was suddenly filled up, the corner of Jing Bao'er's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but let out a stuffy humph, "Un …"

After that, she used both of her hands to wrap around his neck and coordinate with his movements when he attacked.

His movements were neither light nor heavy, but they made her feel extremely comfortable.

Her delicate body began to follow his movements, constantly rubbing against the icy walls …

The feeling of fire and ice intertwined together, making her feel so comfortable that she almost forgot about it …

After an unknown period of time, the man finally released himself.

After that, he carefully put her down.

The moment the tip of his foot touched the ground, Jing Bao'er felt that his legs were practically numb …

Extremely boring.

As for the other parts of his body, it was as though he had been crushed by a car. It was sore and sore …

This body no longer seemed to belong to her.

However, Jing Rong was still calm and composed at the moment.

"Fourth Uncle, I feel like I don't have the strength to bathe. Can you help me?" Jing Bao'er said.

Jing Rong did not say anything. He just squeezed some shampoo from the box on the wall and smeared it on her hair.

Afterwards, he turned off the flower spray and stood behind her, carefully cleaning her hair.

Her long fingers were moving around in the rich foam as well as her hair. The feeling of her fingers moving up and down made Jing Bao'er feel extremely comfortable.

Just feel it, and it will easily reduce the fatigue in Jing Bao'er's body by half.

"Comfortable, truly comfortable..." Jing Bao'er slowly closed her eyes and praised.

Jing Rong did not speak, and only continued with his hand movements.

"Fourth uncle, I feel that in this world, besides you, there will never be another person who treats me so well …" Jing Bao'er said again.

Jing Rong still did not speak, only a touch of gentleness and laughter emerged from his deep eyes.

"Fourth uncle, I love you so much …" Jing Bao'er closed his eyes and said with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Jing Rong still did not speak.

Feeling that he had scrubbed himself enough, Jing Rong said, "I'm about to open the flower spray, close my eyes … Be careful of the shampoo running into your eyes. "

After Jing Bao'er heard this, her originally closed eyes immediately became serious.

After confirming that she had closed her eyes, Jing Rong immediately opened the flower spray. He then started to carefully wash the foam on her hair bit by bit …

After helping her wash her hair, he walked in front of her and pushed all of the hair hanging on her two sides to the back of her shoulders. Then he closed the flower spray and squeezed a few Bath Dew s out of the wall and spread them on her body …

His movements were exceptionally light and careful, as if he was sweeping away the dust of an antique.

This kind of action made Jing Bao'er feel an unprecedented sense of comfort.