Cold President, Hug Me

Biting cold, penetrating the skin, all of a sudden, diluted Jing bao'er's dryness - heat.

She twisted her body uncomfortably and looked at Jingrong standing beside her. She said in pain, "well Fourth uncle, why don't we continue Help me... "

"Baby, just bear with it for a while, and it will be OK for a while..." He pulled off a bath towel, covered her, squatted beside her and whispered.

"No, I don't want to bear it. Fourth uncle, you help me. As long as you are willing to help me, I won't feel so bad..."

With that, Jing bao'er pulls Jingrong over and pulls him on himself -

this approach just makes all the cold water spray on Jingrong's back.

The cold temperature, let him originally, the only little desire in the body, also be poured out completely.

Reason, once again, has replaced instinct.

He coldly pushed her away, looked down at her, picked up the nozzle and kept spraying cold water at her

He doesn't understand the aphrodisiac drugs. The best way to get into this thing is to keep flushing cold water.

When the cold water poured on her again, jingbao'er frowned, staggered up, leaned against the cold tile wall, and kept twisting and moving, "fourth uncle You're cruel, you can't help yourself You are bad... "

"Jingrong, you big villain!"

"Jingrong, you, you coward!"

She scolded weakly, and her bath fire began to decrease little by little.

About ten minutes later, jingbao'er calmed down.

The little girl, whose red tide receded quickly, sat on the ground and fell asleep.

Big drops of water, along her head, a little bit down slide, across her slender swan neck, all the way into her chest ditch.

Looking at her, Jingrong can't help thinking of the picture just now.

Think of the cabin, her chant, her touch

Think of the living room, her deep kiss, her charm

Next, somewhere, he quietly raised his head. He said, "shit!"

After touching her body and finding that it had cooled down completely, he pulled off the wet bath towel covering her body and took a dry bath towel.

Half kneeling beside her, carefully wiping off the cold water from her hair and body, he took her back to the room.

Little girl, in her arms, as light as nothing.

It's really hard to imagine that such a little guy, who initiated Chun, was such a hook soul erosion bone.

Until now, when he thought of the picture, he felt itchy.

After putting her back on the bed, he covered her up and quickly exited her room.

After tossing for so long, he is also tired. He needs to take a cold bath and have a sleep

Back in the living room, he took his cell phone and went back to the room.

After calling song Limei for safety, he took a cold shower three times before he went to sleep.

When he called, he didn't tell Song Li Mei the truth too much. He just told Song Li Mei that it was an ordinary kidnapping case. The other party just wanted money. He gave the money and it was over.

After all, Black Hawk and his second career are all secrets. The less people know, the better.

……

The next day.

After Jing bao'er opened her eyes, the scenes of last night began to play back in front of her eyes.

Thinking of the charming power of pestering Jingrong after she was drugged, she can't help but start rolling all over again!

She was a real fox last night!

Almost, almost, she did Jingrong!

If you want to talk about Jingrong, he is really a man like God!

All like that, he can suppress his desire.

In her heart, she was lost and curious.

Lost because, two people are like that, she is like that, Jing Rong did not go up to him, she failed to beat her.

Curiosity is because she is curious about how Jingrong solved his fire all over his body after he pushed him away last night. It is estimated that the fire all over his body will waste a lot of cold water, right?

"Damn it, Jingrong, I hate you to death!" Jingbao'er is biting her teeth and swearing.

Several times, several times she almost succeeded.

However, each time two people want to break through that line, there will always be someone to disturb!

Shit!

I'm not happy to think about it!

……

After washing and changing into clean clothes, Jing bao'er went downstairs.

On the first floor, she smelled the smell of crab.

Follow the taste, Jing bao'er all the way to the kitchen door.At the moment, Jing Rong is standing in front of the stove, cooking seafood noodles, looking cold and serious.

This man seems to shine, as long as you see her, jingbao'er will feel very bright!

It's hard work!

Jingbao'er leaned lazily against the door, folded his hands around his chest, gently raised his chin, and whistled to Jingrong, "good morning, fourth uncle..."

"Good morning..." He didn't look up.

Yah, it's time to be high cold again!

Shit!

Jing bao'er was not angry either. He just looked at him with a smile and asked, "fourth uncle, where's the noodles?"

"Well."

"What kind of noodles?"

"Seafood noodles..."

Jing bao'er nodded, squinted and said with a smile, "in fact, you shouldn't cook seafood noodles."

"Oh?" At last he looked up at her.

"You should cook leek noodles, three whip noodles and so on to tonify the kidney. After all, last night, your kidney suffered a lot after being hard for so long."

"Jing bao'er, don't give me anything big or small. I'm your fourth uncle..."

"Shit, it's coming again. Let's just pretend. You and I have been kissing, touching and sleeping together. You've almost pierced my membrane. Do you mean you're my fourth uncle? Which nephew can be so close? You tell me

Pretend! But try to put it on!

Jing bao'er rolled his eyes.

"But I am your fourth uncle, and I can only be your fourth uncle..."

"Cut, sooner or later, I will sleep until you no longer dare to say you are my fourth uncle..."

"Jingbao!" He yelled coldly.

It's really faster than turning a book.

Last night, I was so enthusiastic that I almost got her. Now I'm pretending again!

Jingbao'er chuckled, walked behind him, hugged him, put his face on his warm back, and said, "don't be so indifferent to me. I don't like... "

"Jingbao, we can't, can't, do you understand?"

After thinking about it, he still felt that they could not

Before, after he almost put her in the office, he thought about it carefully.

He still felt that he could not cross the line of morality and human relations with her.

He can't let her be pointed out because of this bad relationship.

"I don't understand..." Jing bao'er continued to hold her tightly.

"If you don't let go, I'll throw you out!" Jingrong yelled.

"Cut, gross Bala!" Jing bao'er scolds him, releases him, drags a chair directly, and sits down with his legs crossed to watch him cook.

This man is really 360 degrees handsome! No matter which angle you look at it, it's amazing! Handsome person!

"Fourth uncle..."