Kiss You, Sweetheart

After a steaming of hot water, her face is more red. From the heart, her charming appearance is like a delicate flower, which is very attractive to men.

Zhong Xiuyan covered her chest and lowered her eyebrows. She walked slowly to the bedside. Her legs were exposed outside the bath towel, as white as lotus root.

Song Zhixin looks at her, but Demi appears in his mind. He remembers that when she was in H City, she appeared in front of him in a bath towel. It's very easy for the body to be teased and submit.

But at this time, he faced with Zhong Xiuyan's beautiful body, but his body didn't react.

This discovery made song Zhixin a little angry. Can he only have a woman like Demi in his life? In the heart a annoy, then mercilessly nip out cigarette end, stand up to walk toward Zhong Xiuyan.

Breath gradually approaching, Zhong Xiuyan breathing urgent, at the foot of a move, but met the bedside. Virtual soft body a steady, then fell on the bed. The long hair immediately spread like seaweed, and on the white sheet, it was so soft that people felt excited.

She subconsciously wanted to curl up, but song Zhixin suddenly pressed up, clasped her wrists with both hands, and separated toward both sides. Zhong Xiuyan has some pain, but she doesn't dare to show it.

She was tense and stiff as a piece of frozen meat.

Song Zhixin doesn't care about that any more. He just wants to get to the point. He doesn't even kiss her, so he reaches out to pull Zhong Xiuyan's bath towel.

I don't know if she tied it too tightly. Song Zhixin took a puff, but it didn't come loose.

He looked down at the knot on her chest, and his heart suddenly fell. My head is full of Demi's shadow. There was another woman lying on the bed. He couldn't help thinking about her.

Inner uneasiness, in a circle of expansion.

He firmly grasped the knot and slowly tightened it. He wanted to dispel his uneasiness and guilt. He can no longer let that woman dominate any of his emotions. He must have sex with Zhong Xiuyan today.

With this in mind, song Zhixin moved his fingers to untie the knot. But why don't the fingers have strength?

He raised his eyes and looked at Zhong Xiuyan, whose cheeks were scarlet. Looking at the nervous and expectant light in her eyes, he suddenly got up with a tight jaw and said angrily, "it's so tight. Don't you want to have sex with me?"

Zhong Xiuyan, who was immersed in expectation, suddenly changed her face when she heard song Zhixin's cold and angry words.

She quickly explained: "no, no, I just tied a knot habitually Are you angry, Zhixin? "

Song Zhixin was calm and did not speak.

Zhong Xiuyan sat up, reached for song Zhixin's wrist, and timidly said, "otherwise, I I'll do it myself. "

"No more interest." With a cold face, song Zhixin throws away Zhong Xiuyan's hand and goes to the other side to pick up the tie he just took off and fasten it again.

Not interested?

Zhong Xiuyan seems to have been thrown a basin of cold water, and her whole body is cold. She looked at the dressed song Zhixin with a little surprise, and her heart hurt. How can there be a man who loses interest because of the tie of bath towel?

"Zhixin..."

She called subconsciously.

Song Zhixin slightly closed his eyes, but still didn't answer. He put on his overcoat, and then gave Zhong Xiuyan a faint look,