His Canary

bathroom.

Steaming.

A tall, tall man leaned lazily on the wall. He had no upper body, long eyelashes trembling slightly, and he was looking down at the little woman lying on his chest.

"You, don't be so close to me."

Dong Ci twisted the towel on her hand to a semi-dry, she stretched out tremblingly and pinched the sturdy body in front of the small hand to wipe the skin, I did not know whether it was the heat or for other reasons, her fair face was printed with a blush , Very cute.

There was a smile in Jing Rong's eyes, and he extended his fingertips to help her wipe off the sweat beads on the tip of her nose, but obediently left her a lot. It doesn't matter if he has stood up all the time, the taller body is a lot taller than before. Dong Ci tipped his toes to help him wipe his neck, a little hard.

"You stoop."

Dong Ci's brow furrowed, and said a bit wrongly. "I can't reach you anymore."

"Don't you keep me away from you?" Jing Rong slightly raised her lips, deliberately raising her neck so that she could not reach herself.

Dong Ci brushed him on tiptoe again, strenuously, the breath became more and more unstable. Her arm was sour, but the man in front of him still teased herself. Dong Ci glared at him angrily, just wanting to strike and leave, but his arm was pulled, and his body directly hit Jing Rong's arms.

"Okay, you wipe it." Knowing that the girl was going to be angry, Jingrong closed it when he was good. He put his thin chin on Dong Ci's shoulder and brought the whole neck to her eyes.

This bathroom is getting hotter ...

Dong Ci felt more and more dry as she rubbed, she licked some dry, thin lips, pushing Jingjing away. "I'm a little hot."

"Then take off your bathrobe." Jing Rong's eyes dimmed, and her fingertips crossed her small profile.

She really wanted to take it off.

Dong Ci withdrew his hand on his belt and said in a shame. "Well, let's not take it off first." She was afraid that she would take it off, and the two would not just take a bath like this.

"Well, it's up to you." Jing Rong unexpectedly cooperated. He stretched out his long legs and stood in a different posture, with a smiling face, and Dong Ci looked stunned.

"what is this?"

Near the end of the wash, Jing Rong's long arm stretched out and took a small bottle on the shelf. He opened it with a curious smell and said. "It smells like Xiaoci."

"This is body milk, rubbed on the body after bathing."

Dong Ci changed a dry towel to help him dry his body. When passing by his waist, he was extra careful.

"Will Xiaoci wipe this for me?"

Jing Rong's words made Dong Ci stunned. She looked up at him slightly and asked with some uncertainty. "You, you want to wipe?"

At first she just felt a little strange, but she didn't think much about it. It wasn't until Dong Ci pressed the palm of his body milk to his hot skin that something was wrong.

She wanted to withdraw her hand, but Jing Rong seemed to know how she would have long been, and she was trapped in her arms with her arms.

Jing Rong grabbed Dong Ci's small hand with a thin smile, staring straight at her, and said. "Wipe it well."

"I……"

The hand was forced to move with Jing Rong's big palm. With the lubricating of her body milk, her palm walked smoothly, from the neck to the throat knot, and then down the collarbone along his chest ...

Jing Rong's figure is very good, his waist is thin and lean, and his abdomen's muscles are well-textured and hard to touch, but Dong Ci is astonished and can't let go.

"Xiao Ci, are you comfortable?"

Seeing Dong Ci's eyes blurred, Jing Rong held her big palm a lot looser, he seduced her hand and continued to move down, her voice deliberately low and heavy, but still revealing a trace of love / desire.

"Jing, Jingrong!"

Seeing his hand being pulled down and down by him, Dong Ci struggled slightly. Jing Rong did not reluctantly, but hugged her a lot and put her hand behind her. "Good boy, I haven't wiped it back yet. Continue."

This is still endless ...

Dong Ci believes that his self-control is still very strong, but he is still a little shaken after facing the half / naked scene. Especially after adding his deliberate temptation / temptation, Dong Ci would fall into his trap with little attention, and finally drown in his arms!

In fact, in the end she was indeed held out by Jing Rong.

Obviously her hand touched / touched him, but Jingrong leaned firmly against the wall, even squinting comfortably.

On the other hand, Dong Ci's body became softer and softer, and Jingrong only took her to do nothing, but she was still very soft and became a pool of water, and finally gasped on him, his cheeks getting more and more red.

"Do you like my body / body like that?"

Jing Rong took her to bed in a funny way, and gently moved her to brush away the broken hair sticking to her cheeks, and printed a kiss on her lips like a dragonfly.

"Want it?"

Knowing that she was hot all over now, Jing Rong helped her to take off her yukata, and then hugged the whole person in her arms. The cool fingertips gently touched her waist and touched her waist, doing silence. Hook / introduction.

The waist is her most sensitive / sense position. Dong Ci shrank in his arms and bit his lips slightly against the whisper that was about to overflow.

"Jing, Jingrong!"

At this time Dong Ci was nestled in his arms, and with a slight lift of his eyes, he could see his beautifully curved jaw, and his face was beautiful and charming.

"Ok?"

Hearing Dong Ci call him, he looked down slightly, and the deep eyes seemed to be full of demon flowers, filled with a layer of tender care, and there was a sense of evil and lethal strangeness.

This man ...

Dong Ci wanted to stop him, but now with his eyes down, the bright thin lips of the scene were close at hand, she seemed to be guilty / confused, and even rubbed his neck directly up.

The pink and tender little mouth gnawed / bited at the thin lips above, and she made a loud noise, her arms around Jingrong tightening a little.

Jing Rong did not resist, and even his eyes did not bring a strange look, as if she had expected her to do so, with a smile, he let the people in his arms do whatever he wanted.

"Arong."

When disturbed / affected / confusing, Dong Ci didn't think he changed his mind. Her consciousness recovered slightly, trying to push Jingrong away. "You, your waist won't work."

"How do you know I can't?"

Jing Rong pressed the man back into his arms and leaned over to stop her chattering mouth.

Tonight is long and doomed.

...

This should be the most comfortable night since Jing Rong had her.

In the past, he only knew about plunder and coercion. At that time, he thought that he had obtained the best result. Until now, the two love each other. Dong Ci ’s delicate arms hung smoothly on his neck and never rebelled. This Only then did he know how unbearable he was at that time.

At this point she was leaning on his chest. Although there were still a few teardrops on the tender little face, she held him tightly, which he had never depended on anyway.

This is his little wife who was exchanged by any means. Jingjing's face was soft, but his eyes were full of crazy obsession.

I really want to hold her like this, never let go ...

Having just experienced a lingering love / desire, Jing Rong felt comfortable and numb, he hugged the girl in his arms and wanted to be a little bit, but the phone on the table was buzzing all the time. Take the phone.

The word "Shi Ze" is so dazzling, and Jing Jing's good mood suddenly differs a lot. He glanced at his still-sleeping wife, his eyes dimmed, and he tapped the connect button.

"Xiaoci, I just heard that you had an accident when I came back from a business trip. Are you okay now? Is Aunt Song still in the hospital?"

There was a windy call on the other end of the phone, and it was obvious that Shi Ze called her immediately after getting off the plane. He didn't notice anything abnormal, he was still talking. "Which hospital are you in now, I'll see you."

"She fell asleep."

The breath over there was suffocating, and the scenery felt clearly.

He stretched out his fingertips and slowly stroked the girl in her arms with excessive lips and a low smile. "She is in my arms now, are you coming over?"

"..."

Jing Rong's monopoly with strong demonstrations, Shi Ze felt distinct through the phone.

Although he doesn't have any special feelings for Dong Ci now, he still feels ... extremely uncomfortable listening to his extremely flaunting tone.

...

There is a very strong fragrance in the room, which is mixed with a hint of love / sex, which is a bit intoxicating.

Jing Rong wanted to sleep with Dong Ci in this peaceful atmosphere, but he still had many things to do.

Finally, a kiss was printed on her cheek, Jing Rong got up and put on her clothes, and walked out of the room quietly.

"Master."

Jiang Ming had been waiting for a long time from outside the door, and when he was about to boldly knock on the door, the door was finally opened.

With a strong scent in his breath, Jiang Ming's face stiffened. Especially after seeing the deep kisses / marks on his master's chest, he coughed unnaturally.

"how?"

Jing Rong gently took the door, and he leaned his neck to fasten the buttons on his shirt one by one, gradually covering the marks. He glanced at Jiang Ming, who was standing aside, smiling slightly unclearly.

"It's okay."

Jiang Ming rubbed his nose, seeing that Jing Rong was staring directly at him. He smiled slightly and said stutteringly. "Master, cough, it's very fragrant."

This smell knew that it was a peculiar fragrance unique to the girl's family. Jiang Ming did not expect that one day he would smell this smell on his young master, and it was still so strong. While surprised, he couldn't help but admire his mysterious young lady.

"..."

After finishing some urgent documents in the study, it was already late at night.

Jing Rong handed over the documents to Jiang Ming, and finally a trace of tiredness appeared on his face. He leaned back on the seat lazily, propped his forehead with his arms, his eyes drooping, as if he could sleep at any time.

"Master, don't you go back to rest?"

Jiang Ming sorted out the documents and looked at Jing Rong with some wonder. The boss does n’t leave, and he, the subordinate, is embarrassed to leave first.

"I'm waiting for the phone."

As he was saying, the computer next to Jiang Ming made a clear tone. He leaned forward and looked around, his expression suddenly tense. "Master, it's Mr. Jing ..."

"Come on the phone."

Jing Rong rubbed his forehead and waved at Jiang Ming. "You can go first."

As soon as the voice fell, a mature and beautiful face appeared on the computer screen in front of him. This face was somewhat similar to that of Jing Rong, but it was much more mature than him, and it looked deep and reserved.

"I heard you were injured."

Jing Rong carelessly humped his arm on the table and said lightly. "I did it on purpose."

Jing Yan frowned slightly, but didn't ask much. He seemed to be in a bad mood, and his usual gentle face was a bit hazy. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was looking at, his brows grew tighter. "Has anyone caught it?"

"Ran."

I don't know what I saw. Jing Rong's half-squinted eyes flashed a little light. He saw Jingyan still lowering his head without looking at the screen, with a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth, his lips did not speak.

"Run away?" Jing Yan didn't notice anything wrong at this moment, he bowed his head and reprimanded. "Just a single microphone can't be solved for such a long time, and you are really more and more useless."

"Do you want me to catch you back and practice again?"

In the face of his father's anger, Jing Rong was not surprised. He saw that the figure in the corner of the screen had left, and finally he laughed unscrupulously, and his mood was good. "dad."

Jing Yan realized that something was wrong. He put down his hand and looked up at Jing Rong, then subconsciously turned his head to look behind him.

"It's late."

Jingrong's laughter of misfortune and misfortune came from the screen. "Joejo has already ran."

"..."