There is a powerful aura all over his body, like a natural king.

When Wen Xian walked in, he looked at the hazy figure in the bathtub, and his heart didn't even miss a beat.

I just feel that he is trapped in the mist, which seems more mysterious and unpredictable.

The curvature of the side face is cold and perfect.

The clavicle underneath, with its strong and broad arms, looms.

Wen Xian almost lost his mind when he saw it, and tears were about to flow out of his mouth.

"What are you doing slowly? so reluctantly?"

Suddenly, the man in the bathtub looked over, and through the mist of mist, his cold eyes were like those of a falcon, as if they were about to penetrate her directly.

Wen Xian's legs were almost weak, and he walked over quickly: "It's coming, it's coming, how can you be unwilling, people are too willing." ”

However, just as she was watching to come to the bathtub, suddenly the soles of her feet slipped-

"Ah......h

Wen Xian screamed suddenly, only to feel that she was about to fall to the ground hard, her own arm was suddenly grabbed by someone, and she went straight forward, and the next second-

"Poof......!"

There was a huge splash in the bathtub, and she fell into it.

Wen Xian was forced to take several sips of the bath water, and by the time she struggled to raise her head from the water again, she was drenched and coughing violently.

The wet hair is against the cheeks, a good water hibiscus, but it's just a little embarrassed.

Because she was choking on her cheeks and blushing, and the tears of her cough were about to come out, she fell into the bathtub.

And opposite her, directly opposite her, was the cold, wordless Captain of the Marine.

Just looked at her like that.

Lu Xiao stared at her, his lips opened slightly, and he said lightly:

"I just asked you to take a bath for me, and you want to drink my bath water, Wen Xian, I really underestimated you. ”

"Ahem...... You...... Ahem!"

Wen Xian pointed at him, coughing even more for a while, and his little face was extremely red, not choking, ashamed, or angry.

And Lu Xiao said, his slender eyes swept over the shelf next to him, and a white towel was directly pulled over by his arm.

He leaned over and scooped Wen Xian's body forward, holding her little face with one hand, and wiping her wet eyebrows and hair with a towel with the other.

When Wen Xian gradually eased up, her small breasts were still slightly undulating, her breath was disordered, she looked at him, her cheeks were still red: "Think of beauty, who wants to drink your bath water." ”

No matter how embarrassed she was, she couldn't drink his bath water if she had wronged him.

As soon as these words came out, Lu Xiao's wiping of her slowed down, and finally, pinched her small jaw slightly.

Under the hazy mist, the man opposite Wen Xian, the collarbone is clear and obvious, the muscle lines of the shoulder and neck are smooth and perfect, and the broad and strong shoulders are full of strong hormonal breath compared to her narrow and white tenderness.

His face is cold and perfect, like God's most perfect masterpiece.

And now, he pinched her jaw, his face moved closer to hers, and finally, the hot breath fell on her cheek, blending with hers.

Wen Xian's body is going to be soft.

And at this time, when she listened to Captain Lu, she was low, dull, and slowly said:

"What, doesn't it taste good......?"

Wen Xian's cheeks seemed to be flushed with heat, and she was soft-

(End of chapter)