One Hundred Percent Love

Then, as soon as he bowed his head and opened his mouth, he took a very aggressive bite at the neck of the rain.

"Uh huh -"

The rain fell and ate the pain, humming, "pain!!"

do you have any pain?

He admired Beicheng and was hurt more by her!!

"Mu Beicheng, you bastard, dare you bite me!"

The rain made him break his head on his neck, which hurt so much that tears were about to flow down.

Mu Beicheng felt a bloody smell coming from his lips, and then loosened his mouth.

There were some obvious bite marks on his white neck. Light blood seeped out and dyed his eyes red.

He gasped for breath, and a touch of heartache swept from the bottom of his scarlet eyes

The rain was red eyed, and the dog jumped over the wall and hooked his neck, "you dare bite me! I want to bite back!! Bite back -“

So, the rain really didn't suffer any loss. With one tooth, he bit hard at his sexy throat.

Her strength is not shallow at all.

Mu Beicheng groaned with pain, but didn't move, allowing her to wreak havoc on her neck.

The thin and soft lips lingered on his skin. Mu Beicheng's asthma became more and more serious. He couldn't help but turn his head. He held the falling Bo Xiang in his mouth again, twisting and lingering on her soft skin wantonly.

She hissed and he kissed.

Her movements were rude, but his movements were gentle, as if afraid that he would hurt her.

In the end, maybe the rain fell and he couldn't control it. She pushed away the man in front of her, her cheeks flushed and said, "go away!!"

Mu Beicheng stretched out his hand to clasp her arm, and once again took her into his arms. The eyes were deep, scarlet, and the factors of emotion / desire were warming and fermenting in the eye pool, "can I take a bath?"

"Yes."

The rain didn't look at him and nodded.

The crimson cheeks were a little hot, and the neck was very hot.

Mu Beicheng's eyes swept her white Bo Xiang, where there was obviously a kiss mark that he had contained, which made him feel dry. In a sensitive place, he was already holding the sky.

damn!!

"OK, hot water on the right and cold water on the left! The towel is the gray one, the bathrobe is there, mine! No baths! You know what“

He taught her a little carefully.

"I see."

tremble!!

The drizzled hair had been soaked with sweat. Mubei felt that she would catch a cold and would no longer consume it with her. Seeing that she seemed to wake up a lot of wine, he turned and went out of the bathroom.

Mu Beicheng sat on the sofa and turned the newspaper. The sound of water splashing came from the bathroom, which made him feel confused.

On his neck, it seemed that there was still her touch, which was so soft that he could hardly hold it.

For four years, he never forgot her taste, and never stopped missing her. When he touched her again, his body was like a tight string, only the last one

He really wished he could just load the arrogant woman on this big bed and desperate to kill her!

But he didn't!

"Bang -"

Suddenly, a dull crash came from the bathroom.

Mu Beicheng was so worried that he threw away the newspaper in his hand and rushed into the bathroom

As he pushed open the bathroom door, "Wow -" a cry came out.

He saw that the rain was shining on her body, and she fell down on the ground. The shower on the top was still pouring water. The water curtain drenched her from head to foot, and the golden curls stuck to her shoulders.

The rain fell like a child, crying loudly. Mu Beicheng didn't want to enjoy the sexual / emotional bathing picture in front of him. He rushed into the water and squatted down to pick up the rain falling on the ground.

As soon as the rain fell, he couldn't wait to drill into his arms. His legs were wrapped around his waist and sat on his legs. His head and melon seeds were on his shoulders and kept crying.

The grievance cry was like a saw, sawing Mu Beicheng's heartstrings.

He lovingly hugged the wet rain, "are you hurt?"

He lowered his eyebrows, carefully checked the rain all over his body, and his eyes gradually turned crimson.

Forgive him for being a normal man. It's really difficult to control when he sees the fruit dew all over the woman he likes. Not to mention now, she's still in his arms

The hair is scattered on the white and tender shoulders, and the water drops slide down her induced / human clavicle, along her towering milk / peak, around the taboo pink

Mu Beicheng clearly felt his blood boiling in the wind, and his body was so hot that he wanted to burn himself.

He... Wants her!!

The throat rolled for a while, and the voice was a little dumb, "don't cry..."

The warm palm patted her back and soothed her with some excitement.

"It hurts..."

The rain cried like a flood at the sluice gate, which could not be stopped.

The arms around his neck tightened more and more.

Mu Beicheng held her with one hand, wrapped her legs, and asked her painfully, "where does it hurt? Tell me, I'll show you“

Yuluo finally raised his head, blinked and looked at him with tears. His little hand touched his soft buttocks, and then cried, "buttocks hurt..."

"……"

Mu Beicheng was silent for several seconds.

"Does it hurt?"

He pasted it to her ear and asked softly about the rain in his arms.

The tone is lingering like magnetic glutinous rice, clinging to the heart of the rain, soft enough to teach her intoxication.

With his warm hands, he stroked the hip of the rain and gently kneaded it for her. Every patient action was like treating a child.

"Those who are hurt..."

When the rain falls, the wronged mouth pouts higher.

"Nonsense."

Mu Beicheng hissed at her, holding her small hip raising hand. It was very hot, and her throat became more and more deep. The line and voice were more dumb. "I'm not willing to make efforts to hit you."

He didn't hide his true feelings because he knew she was drunk.

She rolled her forehead with one hand, and the hair that fell in front of her face condensed her red face, and her vision became deeper and deeper.

"It just hurts..."

The eyes of rain fall with tears of grievance.

That appearance made Mu Beicheng look distressed and flustered.

"It hurts. I'll rub it for you."

Mu Beicheng regretted that he had just let her stand and take a bath alone.

Can your ass not hurt when you fall off the ground?

The rain fell on his shoulder and sat in his arms. His legs still hovered unconscious on his strong waist, allowing the water curtain to spill down and fall gently on her smooth back. It's so comfortable

I want to sleep

"I want to sleep..."

The rain fell on his shoulder and whispered with a small mouth.

"Luoluo, you have to take a bath first."

Smelling the fresh body fragrance emanating from her, Mu Beicheng tightened up extremely.

The rain fell and ignored him, still motionless.

Mu Beicheng didn't bother her anymore. I don't know whether she was asleep or what. In short, she just lay on him and refused to move.

He had to let the water wash her body casually, and did not continue to stay on her, because for a long time, it was really him who suffered at that time.

Wrap a bath towel and come out of the bathroom with the rain. Put her on the bed / and sit down.

The rain didn't fall asleep. He was awake, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at him.

The long hair was wrapped in a bath towel and was still dripping. Of course, Mu Beicheng was no better.

The shirt on his body was already wet. It was pasted on his strong body, and the strong texture lines flowed out faintly. It looked like a crime.

And his bottom

Ben set up an appalling tent, and it was even more obvious when he was stained with water.

The smell of male hormones was incisively and exquisitely displayed on him, and the rain with round eyes took him at a glance.

In the dark water eyes, there was some emotion / desire factor of crimson color, and the eyes flickered a few times, some evil confused.

Mu Beicheng naturally caught her careful thought. Her throat was dry and her face was slightly red. He pinched her little face and sneered at her, "meaning / whoring me!"

When the rain fell, his cheeks were thin and red. He brushed away his big hand and swept a few strands of shyness from the bottom of his eyes.

Mu Beicheng coughed awkwardly, "blow dry your hair first."

He then turned to the bathroom, took the hair dryer, plugged it in and handed it to yuluo. "Blow dry your hair first. I'll change my clothes and come over."

The rain fell, took the hair dryer in his hand, turned it on, and blew it indiscriminately in his face.

The wind kept her long wet hair floating back. It looked silly, but it was very cute.

Mu Beicheng chuckled, "blow your hair, not your face."

Holding her little hand, he helped her move to her head. Seeing that she finally got the right position, he released his hand, patted her head, and turned into the dressing room.

He was changing clothes inside, and the sound of the hair dryer was still ringing outside.

Somehow, he thought the voice was so beautiful, just like a feeling of love.

He is doing other things inside, but his lover is sitting outside. Even if he is not in a space, even if he is not doing the same thing, his heart can be filled with warmth!!

Mu Beicheng didn't understand why he lost control tonight and brought her back. He thought his stopping power was enough, but he found that no matter how strong his stopping power was in front of her, it was never enough!!

He will lose himself again and again in front of her! This... Is definitely not a good thing!!

In the whole body mirror, the cold face sank a bit, and the tender black eyes were replaced by the cold in an instant.

How can he bring her back into this lonely and cold world?

Mu Beicheng changed his nightgown and came out of the dressing room. The sound of the hair dryer was still ringing. However, the woman in bed

Fall asleep!

The hair is still wet and sticky on her bare body, and the water drops are soaking her skin a little bit.

Mu Beicheng frowned.

Sitting in bed, he quickly picked up the falling rain in his sleep, "falling, blow dry your hair first."

Sleeping like this, I'll get up tomorrow morning and my head will hurt to death.

The rain fell and he picked him up faintly. His head was so heavy that his small body shook, and his head fell into his arms against his strong chest and refused to get up.

"Blow dry your hair before you sleep, okay?"

Mu Beicheng coaxed her with great patience.

What he had just thought in the dressing room was once again forgotten by him.

Destined to meet her, reason will only disintegrate like a broken bamboo.

"Bad..."