The expensive black leather belt was dropped on the side of her head, and when she took off her clothes, he covered it again.

Dense kisses fell on her delicate skin, she was pressed and kissed by him in the mattress, her brain stopped thinking, and the world was full of his strong male masculinity, dangerous and full of plunder.

She wrinkled her eyebrows in discomfort, and put two small hands against his strong chest, trying to push him away a little.

At this time, her two small hands were suddenly grabbed, and he used a few strong fingers to clasp her wrist and press it directly on the top of her head.

The man's deep voice was completely hoarse, dyed with displeasure, "Feng Lingxue, don't challenge my patience, eh?"

He'd given her enough time.

No matter how hypocritical this time is, it seems contrived.

Feng Lingxue's cold face had been dyed red by him, the crystal clear delicate skin could be pinched out of the water, her delicate body writhed uneasily like a small water snake, there was no intention of seducing, but it seemed that she wanted to refuse and welcome, "Can you... Let go of my hand first?"

Xuanying looked at her, unmoved.

Feng Lingxue's cold eyes overflowed with a layer of broken water, she raised her body, kissed his resolute chin, and then went down, gently biting his bulging man's Adam's apple.

Xuan Ying's tall body trembled, and he had to admit that this woman was a stunner, fragrant and soft as jade, and it was easy for a man to lose control.

Just now, he almost couldn't hold it.

He let go of her hand.

Feng Lingxue raised her little hand and hugged his neck.

Xuan Ying pressed down, and the wing of her nose rested on her little face, "That's right, I love you well, huh?"

Feng Lingxue buried her little face in his neck and nodded...

……

Two hours later.

Xuan Ying came out of the shower, his neat short hair lying on his forehead, wet, he was draped in a black silk pajamas, and the neckline showed a large strong chest, wild and charming.

When he came to the bedside, he looked at the woman on the bed, she was covered with a silk quilt, but the naked and exposed shoulders were kiss marks of different shades.

This is his masterpiece.

He glanced at the sheets, which had a plum blossom blooming, her blood.

She's still clean.

Xuan Ying raised his sword eyebrows, very satisfied, his tall body stood beside the bed, "Feng Lingxue, get up and go take a bath!"

The small fan-like feather fell quietly, Feng Lingxue's greasy forehead was sweaty, and her wet long hair was wrapped in her crystal clear delicate skin, black hair, red lips, and greasy white delicate skin, and now she was alive and fragrant.

She had been tossed and fainted.

The rain hits the plantains, through a traversed delicateness.

His voice rang out, and she didn't respond.

Xuan Ying immediately sank his handsome face, pursed his thin lips into an arc, kicked on the bed, and cursed, "Don't think that you can be pampered and arrogant if you serve me comfortably, pretend to be dead?"

Feng Lingxue still didn't react.

Xuan Yingqi's handsome face is all black, does she still expect him to wash her if she doesn't take a bath?

He had never served anyone else.

Xuan Ying bent down, directly picked up Feng Lingxue horizontally, and entered the bathing room, a pool of water in the bathtub, and he suddenly let go.

With a "bang", Feng Lingxue's body fell into the water, splashing all the way and wetting his pajamas.

He looked at her condescendingly and coldly, seeing if she was still pretending to be dead.

Feng Lingxue didn't wake up, her stunning cold face was swallowed up by warm water, and her whole body sank.