Jiang Liwen only felt a burst of heat in her body, and couldn't help but reach out and push away the man beside her. . . . .
"It's so hot, so hot, strange, it's obviously spring, why is it so hot?" She said in a daze, struggled to stand up, and walked towards the bathroom.
Ye Fanli didn't stop her, so he stuck one hand in his suit trouser pocket and looked at her with interest.
The water in the faucet was rushing, but Jiang Liwen forgot to close the door and didn't even take off her clothes, so she had to get over and wake up.
Fortunately, Ye Fanli reached out in time and took her into his arms. He politely reminded:" You haven't taken off your clothes yet."
"Oh! "By the way, whitewashing requires undressing." The drunk Jiang Liwen seemed to have suddenly realized it at this time. She nodded her little head and prepared to take off her sweater obediently.
Ye Fanli held her hand and said with a low smile:" You are drunk."
"I don't have it." Jiang Liwen looks very calm. If she doesn't take off her sweater all of a sudden, her face will be almost the same as usual.
Ye Fanli looked at the woman in front of him without any clothes covering her, with a fair and transparent complexion, developing roundness, thin light lips without any lipstick, and those immature eyes, which successfully aroused his interest.
"Why are you looking at me like this? "His eyes seemed to be on fire. . . . . " Jiang Liwen murmured in a low voice, kicking off her legs in light-colored jeans, thinking only about taking a shower.
Her movements made the man's eyes sink, and his big hand lifted her waist at once.
Ye Fanli's voice is low, like sand ground out of the golden desert, with confusing magnetism: ", do you need it, can I wash it for you? "
"You. . . . . Help me? " Jiang Liwen was confused for a while.
Ye Fanli's big hands gently helped her cold and immature face, and her amber eyes rolled out of domineering power:" Yes, I'll help you."
The breath of the man blew on her cheek, stimulating her nerves. . . . . Jiang Liwen wanted to push him away.
But the man couldn't help but kiss her soft lips, and his big palm was cruising around without a moment of silence.
The cold breath pours in, gently and skillfully seducing people and invisibility.
His kiss, fanatical, deep, tightly wrapped around her.
Her kissed bones were crispy, her soft hands, and she climbed up his chest with her back against the tiled wall of the bathroom.
In a daze, he had picked her up horizontally, his huge male body, and pressed her into the soft big bed. The big palm with a cocoon could almost start a prairie fire torch, which was lit little by little on her body.
He leaned down and kissed her tender neck with a gown, a feeling he had never felt before, making her tight and trembling.
Ye Fanli looked at the slightly trembling woman under his body and hooked the corner of his mouth evilly. He never kissed a woman's lips. Every time he saw those red lips, he always felt that he could not arouse interest.
But this stubborn kitten is interesting. "Her lips are colorless, and her kiss is soft and sweet."
With a wave of his big hand, Ye Fanli dragged down all the obstacles on his body.
His body pressed down again. . . . .
"No. . . . . " She couldn't bear more, and her long hair looked more messy along the shaking of her head.
But he refused to let her go. Those big thick hands wandered along her curves. They spread her legs domineeringly but tenderly. Their hot breath hit her ears:" What you want."
The hot one touched between her soft legs, rubbing lightly or heavily, causing her to tremble violently.
She didn't even know what was going on.
I just feel the big hand on my waist exerting force.
While the pain came, the man's body also froze, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and his huge body remained motionless. His whole body hung on her, and sweat fell onto her drop by drop along the tight muscles. . . . .