Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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This man's hormones are too wild and intense, An An slaps a small blush, and his heartbeat speeds up instantly.

At this time, Lu Yan turned her tall body and looked at her. "I'll take a shower first."

"Well." She responded, and suddenly responded again, "Ah?"

What is he going to do in the shower?

The girl opened her little red mouth slightly, and her black and white eyes were full of puzzles, and she looked really dumb and hooky.

Lu Yan slowly evoked thin lips, long and narrow eyebrow lines rippling, overflowing the charm of mature men, "What a fool?"

His voice was low and magnetic, with a touch of petting, and his bones were sexy.

An An felt that her ears were going to be pregnant. She waved her hands and explained with a red face. "I didn't ask you to come to the hotel ... it didn't mean that, you don't need to ... take a shower ..."

Lu Yan raised the sword's eyebrows of British spirit and asked knowingly, "What does that mean?"

"I…"

"I'm going to take a shower. What does that have to do with that?"

"..."

An An's slap big blush is about to bleed. This is really getting darker and blacker.

It meant like, she asked him to open a room.

But obviously not.

She didn't mean that.

She had a little rock in her belly, and the doctor said that she could not have **** in the same room for the first three months.

Two little hands hang in front of her dress, she trembles Yu Jie and glances at him.

After a glance, he found that he had been staring at her.

In Lu Yan's one-handed copying of his pants pockets, those brown eyes were holding her tightly. Her unpretentious and delicate appearance made him playful and teasing, and the deeper part of his eyes was hot.

His eyes were like fire rocks, and she was about to burn and melt.

An An was shocked. The man had been a brutalist and never suppressed his desires. He would look at her with this kind of eyes when he wanted to be intimate with her.

Wouldn't he want to?

At this time Lu Yan said, "I'm going to shower."

After that, he turned.

When the man pulled his leg into the bathroom, his right palm rested on the belt around his waist, his thumb and forefinger spread across it with ease, and then he pulled the belt and dropped it on the sofa.

The flowing and unruly movement was so handsome that it burst.

An An's face was even redder, she seemed to be fascinated by him!

...

The sound of "wow-la-la" was heard in the shower room, and An-an stood in the sun for a while, blowing off the dryness on his little face.

The room was so hot, it was all ambiguous factors.

She was so hot that he was solicited.

When the little face was not so red, she re-entered the room and poured herself a cup of warm water.

Pass the water cup to the lips, just want to drink, at this time, "click", the door of the shower room opened, wrapped in a refreshing cold air after bathing.

An An raised her eyes. There was a mirror in front of her, and she could see him through the bright mirror.

Lu Yan had already taken a bath, and his sharp, short hair was lying wet on his forehead, and he was covered with damp water.

He wore a white bathrobe in the hotel, and the belt of the waistband was tied loosely, revealing more than half of his strong chest.

The type of his body was so punctual that people saw the blood surge, An An saw his developed chest muscles and the looming eight-pack abs.

She quickly drew her eyes away and did not dare to look any further.

At this moment a steady footstep sounded in the ear, and the man came over and stopped behind him.

He blocked her, stuck in his chest and counter.

He seemed to like to stand behind her without a word.

An An quickly took a few sips of water.

"I'm thirsty, give me two sips." The man behind him whispered.

"Oh." An An handed him the drinking glass.

Lu Yan didn't reach for her hand, lowered her head, and drank the remaining water in the cup with her little hand.

Gone.

"Still thirst-free." He looked into her eyes.

"Then I'll pour it for you."

An An continued to pour water.

But a rough and wide palm came over, a cup that grabbed her little hand, and a strong arm hooped around her lumbar limb, which twisted, forcing her to turn.

"on purpose?"

He asked mutely, leaning over and blocking her red lips.

Well.

Suddenly kissed, An An's clear pupil shrinks constantly. Before she understood the meaning of "intentional", he kissed him.

He kissed violently, holding her red lips firmly, and then opened her teeth with a flexible tongue and drilled in.

He swept at every soft and sweet place in her mouth, robbing her breath forcefully.

An An hadn't been kissed by him for a long time. Facing such a crazy offensive, her legs softened.

But the man's big palm clasped her thin waist in time, and he gently mentioned that she was held at the counter.

She was short, so she hugged her a little taller than him.

He narrowed his eyebrows and continued to deepen the kiss.

"Ayan, don't do this ..."

An An, like a drowning fish, opened her head with the last trace of reason and force, and did not kiss him.

"Ayan, don't bully me, I'll ask you tonight, I have something to tell you ..."

"What? Isn't it about the gun?" The man laughed mutely.

what did he say?

An An raised two small powder punches and hammered at him, "Don't forget your identity, you are now the Chief Minister!"

He was cruelly abstinent outside-not like that.

"Less nonsense!" Lu Yan kissed her little face, and tore her clothes while kissing, "Lao Zi's fire is burning, and it will be wasteful if you continue to simmer. You let me vent tonight."

"..."

An An remembered the girls in the bar saying that he hadn't seen a woman in the army for a long time.

Others have family members who are in the military area compound. He has no wife and sees only men.

Lu Yan ripped for a long time, but did not pull it off, because she was not wearing a long skirt today.

Tonight's An An wore a white lantern sleeved doll shirt, with a light-colored denim strap skirt with two straps hanging from her fragrant shoulders, and the strap was under the undulating line of her chest. The strappy denim skirt is very loose and tide, and it is quite young.

Tonight she also tied a long hair high and tied it into a head of meatballs. At first glance, she looks like a wonderful young girl who has just turned 18.

Lu Yan pinched Ying Qi's steady eyebrows into a tight "Chuan" character, and her long fingers caught her strap and tore, "Fun me, what do you wear?"

An An whispered softly, her little hand grabbing her strap was about to be pulled back from his finger, she was bullied and anxious, those wonderful eyes turned black, "What am I doing like this? Is it you? Older, no aesthetic taste! "

Pregnant women wear straps. She has recently been very casual and loose with no problems.