The housekeeper is stunned. He looks at the figure of Rong Jinchu holding someone upstairs. He reacts and waves to the servant.

The servant came forward.

The housekeeper bowed his head and said, "go upstairs and get the hot water ready."

"Yes." The servant took orders and acted immediately.

After finishing these, the housekeeper quickly followed Rong Jinchu and asked, "Rong Shao, where does this lady sleep tonight?"

Rong Jinchu looked down at the person in his arms, fixed his eyes, thought for a few seconds, and made a decision, "sleep with me."

“……”

Missu had a dream that she was put into the warm water.

After that, there was a pair of big hands with thin cocoons.

His cold fingertips brought a shiver to her

At the beginning of a smooth breathing, become hot.

Rong Jinchu half squatted in front of the bathtub, even if the forehead inhibition constantly out of a cold sweat, there is no excessive action.

He looked at the little woman in the bathtub.

Maybe she was soaked in the bathtub for a long time. Her white and tender skin was dyed with a moving light pink.

The waist length hair, which is slightly curled, spreads out behind her like ink painting on the surface of the water. Some of them are playing in the water.

Rong Jinchu reaches for her hand and holds her small face.

Thin lips, kisses on the rice crisp powder, the plump cherry lips.

It's soft and sweet.

Let a person kiss, want to covet more, absorb more.

Man's kiss, no skill, clumsy action, several times have bitten rice crisp lip.

Rice crisp frown, uncomfortable side over the head.

Rong Jinchu notices and stops.

Red thin lips, back away.

Voice, is unprecedented gentle, "uncomfortable?"

"Pain..."

Pain?

It's just a kiss, and she's in pain?

If

Is it because he's not good at kissing?

No.

Rong Jinchu did not admit it.

If you think of him, Rong Jinchu's IQ is as high as 180. He can do anything without a teacher. Therefore, it will never be his problem.

It must be that this woman doesn't know how to enjoy and regards pleasure as pain!

Let go of people, he forced to resist the clamour of desire.

Take a deep breath, Rong Jinchu picked up the person from the bathtub and changed her nightgown in person.

Put the person on the soft bed, he lay on the side of rice crisp, sniffed the tip of his nose between her neck, crossed an arm, swept her waist, and hugged her.

……

The morning light came in through the curtains.

Mi Su is sleeping very sweetly. She rolls on the big bed and habitually moves her limbs. As soon as she opens her eyes, she finds that this is not her sloppy, 50 square meter nest at all.

She suddenly sat up on the bed!

She's missu.

But where is she?

Why is there no impression at all?

He raised his hand and thumped his head. Missu tried to recall what happened last night.

She only remembers to go to the stall with Xia'an for a drink

Seems drunk

As for what happened later, I can't remember.

Two maids came in with ready clothes. When they saw missu wake up, they respectfully said, "Miss MI, this is rongshao's clothes for you."

What's the capacity?

Who is that?

Rice crisp brain messy, in the face of a series of unprepared situation, confused get up and brush teeth.

Standing in front of the mirror, she changed into a long white dress with long curly hair. She felt her face and found herself like a beautiful doll for the first time.

Tidy up, rice crisp in the maid led out of the bedroom.

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