In Tang Qingge's eyes, the person who has always protected her is her virtual "father", not Tang Chengguo's father who sells women for glory. How disappointed she should be. She made up a "father" to protect her.

"I want to drink water."

Her cheeks flushed and her eyes blurred.

"Loosen me first and I'll pour you water."

"No, no, just go."

So?

Bo Qichen gave a slight meal and then looked at the woman who held him tightly.

"Thirsty?"

Her little head shook and nodded.

He patted her on the small head and ordered in a low voice, "hold me."

"Oh."

She did it.

The man held her like a child, moved her to the bathroom faucet and took her a glass of normal temperature water. Finally, she was willing to loosen one arm and drink with a small hand.

The other hand still clung to him. Her ass sat on the bathroom table, but she still moved restlessly.

"What's the matter?"

Overhead, the man's voice slightly clenched his teeth and restrained his patience.

"Uncomfortable."

"Why are you still uncomfortable after drinking water?"

"Uncomfortable, uncomfortable."

She resisted in a soft voice.

The man's eyes are dark, and the dark lust is deeply hidden in the bottom of his eyes.

Overhead, the man's voice was low and terrible, "want to be comfortable?"

She was inexplicably afraid and scared, but she was really a good man all over. She seemed to need something urgently, but she didn't know what it was.

"Well, be comfortable."

It sounds like a cat scratching, scratching at the heart and leaving scratches.

No more hesitation.

With deep eyes, the man picked up the little woman and went towards the big bed in the bedroom

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