After the heat, she limped weakly in his arms.

Her little face was still crimson, her little mouth was slightly swollen, and a wisp of wet long hair stuck to her white little face.

Her beautiful eyes were half open, and she was still so charming.

He looked down at her as if he couldn't see enough.

The little woman, after being fully developed by him, seems to have developed her figure for the second time.

The small figure is exquisite, full and mellow. It is completely like a mature peach, waiting for him to pick at any time.

Feminine!

Charming and full of wildness, it was this feeling that made him want to conquer her again and again.

Although she drives him crazy every time.

The gasp gradually subsided.

The night is still beautiful.

His fingers gently stroked the place where he had just hit her, and his voice was deep and sexy: "does it hurt?"

She bit her pink lip and whispered, "it doesn't hurt!"

He used a little force, and she immediately trembled with pain.

"Lying goblin!!"

He whispered and got out of bed.

A moment later, he came back again, sat by the bed and lifted the quilt.

She took a deep breath and grasped the quilt. She could feel the cool and comfortable feeling wherever his fingers went.

She knew he was applying ointment to her.

He painted it very carefully.

She pulled the quilt over her face and dared not look at him directly.

She is not used to him looking at her so directly

For a long time, he finished painting, put on her pajamas and covered her with a quilt.

"Good, go to bed, I'll take a bath!"

He lowered his head, kissed her on the cheek and went to the bathroom.

A moment later, there was a splash in the bathroom.

She lay in bed, staring at the ceiling

Bed exercise had exhausted her energy, but she was still in a mess.

For a long time, he came out of the bathroom.

Just after taking a bath, he had only a white bath towel around his waist. The exposed upper body muscles were firm and tight, and the six abdominal muscles were perfect.

It exudes deadly sexy, like walking hormones.

He looked at her, his short wet hair stuck to his forehead, and his long eyes were still hot and deep.

I don't know when, when he looked at her, that kind of eyes changed.

In the past, there was always a cold for ten thousand years in his eyes. Whenever he looked at her, he was calm and indifferent.

Now, the ice turned into a deep well, as if she would be sucked in accidentally.

She turned over slightly and turned her back to him.

His big hand stretched out from the quilt and held her small waist.

In the air, there was the smell of shower gel from him.

He gently stroked her back and buried his head in her hair.

"Not sleepy yet?"

"Bo Yunsheng, in case I get pregnant and give you a baby... Can you let my father go?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Didn't you say that last time? In order to lead my father out, he deliberately injured me... I was thinking, what would you do if my father really appeared at that time? "

He lowered his head, gently bit her shoulder and remained silent

"Bo Yunsheng, our Ye family has become like this. Even if you have too much unhappiness in your heart, should it be offset? Will you let my father go? "

For a long time, he stretched out his hand to turn her over and face him. His long eyes were full of doubts and looked at him, "did you see him?"

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