Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Song Qinbei

When he reacted, the bathroom was empty as if nothing had happened.

Had it not been for the familiar fragrance in the air, he might have thought he had just dreamt.

But the real reaction of the body told him that it was definitely not a dream.

His side face, his abdominal muscles and his whole body were burning like fire.

In my mind, just flashed Tang Xin's eyes with charm and affection.

Song Qinbei "..." quietly adjusted the water temperature to cold water.

By the time he came out, Tang Xin was already lying on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, and didn't know if he was asleep.

Feeling a chill coming from his side, Tang Xin can't help laughing at what he thinks.

Seeing her smile, song Qinbei immediately knew that she was not asleep at all. As soon as her eyes changed and she made an effort, Tang Xin was under his control.

Looking up, his eyes are full of lust. His wet hair is dripping water on his face at this time, which adds a sense of male sexuality.

Not only that, at this time, his handsome and picturesque face seems to be covered with mist, which makes people unconsciously sink.

"On purpose?" His voice with forbearance of hoarse, listen to in the ear, let a person unconsciously crisp half body.

Tang Xin smiles. His charming little face looks like a fox in the picture. Song Qinbei looks at it, and his Adam's apple rolls frequently.

Her eyes were bright at this time, and the end of her eyes rose slightly. Before Song Qinbei could react, Tang Xin had put his arms around his neck, and a soft red lip stuck to his lips.

Man's nature immediately awakened, two people close together, greedy kiss each other.

One seems to be venting all the grievances of this period of time, and the other seems to be venting the love that we can't talk about during this period of time.

Just as song Qinbei's hand lifted Tang Xin's quilt, Tang Xin grabbed his hand and gasped in his ear: "Mr. Song, I don't do this with you who have no memory."

"..." this sentence, like a basin of cold water, completely splashed the burning desire between the two people.

"Sleep, I'm sleepy." Tang Xin pats the position beside him. Song Qinbei looks at it and finds that there is only one quilt here. His restlessness is calmed.

He lay down and looked at the figure beside him. He couldn't help but put his hand around her.

Tang Xin Leng Leng, but the body is honest nestle in.

Later, she heard song Qinbei's hoarse and low life ring softly in her ear: "I'm sorry, I'll try to remember."

Tang Xin didn't answer, because she didn't think clearly. If song Qinbei didn't remember all the time, how should she treat him.

She also wanted to fall in love with song Qinbei again, but she always felt that it was a betrayal to song Qinbei who had memories before.

There will be a kind of - why did song Qinbei spend so much effort to pursue himself before, but now he can easily own himself without remembering song Qinbei.

no way!

"Don't force it. Let it be." Tang Xin said so, but both of them understood that it was not like this.

So song Qinbei sighed a little. Just when Tang Xin thought he was asleep, he heard: "a long time ago, there was a group of people on the sea floor..."