Rebirth: The Adopted Daughter

Han Sicheng stood rigidly at the door of the bathroom. He just felt the blood rush up his forehead and dizzy. The fog lingered in the bathroom, and the girl CHIGUO's body loomed. He was standing in the room waiting for her. Hearing the sound of her bumping into the glass door in the bathroom and her startling voice, he had no time to think more. He immediately pushed the door open and rushed in. Unexpectedly, he saw this picture of water lotus in front of him... Due to the temperature difference between the two rooms, the fog in the bathroom soon dispersed into the room, and the girl became clear in front of him. She was thin and slightly green, her skin was like fat, and her skin was slightly red. There were pearl like water droplets rolling on it, shining and shining, revealing the exquisite clavicle on the right, like the crisp chest of fat white jade, which could be palmed with one hand and half covered by her delicate arm. The waist is very thin, not full. There are a pair of lotus feet under a pair of white and symmetrical long legs. Her whole body is shining, if carved from superior nephrite. Han Sicheng's mood was hard to calm. His blood flowed down and his lower body swelled up. He felt a little embarrassed. He sank his eyes and looked up at her. Seeing her head slightly sideways and looking at him, her eyes were blurred. It seemed that she was so drunk that she forgot what shame was. I wouldn't blame him for suddenly rushing in to look at her. Han Sicheng thought to himself: I really want to thank Zhu Wenxu for his glasses of wine, otherwise when will he see her beautiful scenery. Ye Qingxia looks at Han Sicheng staring at the door. Her eyes are deep. Her Adam's apple obviously moves up and down. It seems that he shouldn't be here. She drank too much. Her brain seemed to be equipped with rusty gears. She couldn't think well. She only knew that after the heat dissipated, she felt a little cold and had a layer of goose bumps. Han Sicheng looked away in silence, pursed his thin lips and walked towards the shelf where the towel blanket was placed. He reached for the towel blanket, waved it at Ye Qingxia, and dropped the big blue towel blanket over her head. Cotton absorbs water instantly and cages the escaping temperature. Ye Qingxia put her head out, brightened her eyes, looked at Han Sicheng faintly for help. She felt so dizzy that she couldn't walk a step. The world was spinning in front of her. Han Sicheng took a deep breath. He should leave immediately, or he might make a mistake. However, he couldn't leave her and live and die here. He picked up the leaf on the glass door and went to the bedroom. The person in his arms is weak and boneless. After a hot bath, her soft body is emitting a lingering skin fragrance, which lingers on the tip of his nose, making his heart beat faster, his breath shortness and his blood pulse. Ye Qingxia's wet head leaned against Han Sicheng's arms and soaked the white shirt on his chest. Her cheeks were very hot. She was stunned when she touched the wet and cool shirt, huh? She got him wet? She raised her eyes to see him, and saw that he was like a handsome face with a knife and axe, with a tight expression and thin lips. What's he nervous about? Ye Qingxia thought for a moment and gave up thinking with a paste like brain. She stared at the thin lips plated with a white halo under the fluorescent lamp and had only one idea. She wants to kiss! Kiss! Han Sicheng was tense at the moment. The closer he got to the clean and comfortable big bed, the more nervous he became. He subconsciously wrapped his arms around the leaf in his arms. Ye Qingxia was suddenly tightened up by him. Although it was fleeting, he couldn't help humming: "hmm?" This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.