"Ze Shao, I will also work hard to make money in the future, so you... Don't dislike me, okay? ”

Lin Zeshao's heart suddenly stepped on a piece, sour, painful and sweet, although her personality was very confused, she had a sensitive heart. The second uncle's frowning look that day, she has always minded.

"Your husband is still rich, so you don't need to work hard to make money in the future." As he spoke, he relaxed the strength of his legs and pressed his hot and restless lower body against her.

I don't know if she was ashamed of the "husband" or the power coming from between his legs, she refused to look up.

"Ze Shao, is that Shen Lianni very beautiful? And I... Who is prettier? You... Which one do you prefer? There was timidity in her voice, sweet and intoxicating.

His big palm rubbed against her delicate skin, "She can't compare to you." ”

What woman doesn't like to hear good words? Xia Tong admitted that she was a little excited, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, she turned her face slightly and kissed his calloused palm.

At this moment, Xia Tong was lying meekly under him, and her long loose hair had already fallen, spread out on the white bed and her soft neck, very bewitching.

Fingertips clasped her chin and stared at her.

Her eyes were drunk, and her autumn eyes wanted to say goodbye. The palm-sized little face is crimson, and the color is like the morning glow reflecting the snow, soft and attractive. Beads of sweat appeared on the tip of Xiu Ting's nose, and a small mouth was red.

Lin Zeshao was obsessed.

Xia Tong was looked at by him and his mouth was dry, and when he saw that he was slow to move, he took the initiative to circle his neck and lift himself up and kiss him.

Then he turned against her, and his long tongue went into her mouth to suck and bite.

He wrapped one palm around her waist, lifted her buttocks and pressed against him, and couldn't help but come to her plump place with one palm, caressing and kneading through the fabric.

Xia Tong's body was hot, but it was more of a strange sense of emptiness. She allowed his tongue, and her little hand had already unbuttoned his shirt and caressed his lean chest.

The body of the person on the body stiffened, and he hurriedly ended the kiss, and Ling looked at her in mid-air.

"Ze Shao, what's wrong?" There was trembling and flattering in her voice, Xia Tong pouted her lips unsatisfied, and twisted her delicate body, "Ze Shao, I'm so uncomfortable." ”

He was also very uncomfortable, and he was tossed many times this day. But he hesitated, she lost her memory to marry him, and he must no longer possess her in a vague way.

So, Xia Tong felt that she was being picked up, and she didn't know where she was, when a stream of cold water hit her face.

Halfway through the drunkenness, she quickly slid off from him, retreated to the porcelain surface of the bathroom, and coughed and gasped against her chest.

Why did he throw cold water on her? Xia Tong raised his head and wanted to question.

He was now almost a wolf, his shirt crumpled and shapeless, and even a few buttons had fallen off. He was drenched in water, and his hair was moist against his forehead.

But he looked at her with burning eyes, and his eyes were full of red lust.

Xia Tong was stunned, and Lin Zeshao stretched out his hand to her.

Xia Tong hurriedly took a step back, but she had already pasted it on the porcelain surface.

In the blink of an eye, he ripped the belt around her waist, and he grabbed her skirt to lift it up.

Xia Tong hurriedly grabbed his hand, "Lin Zeshao... Don't..."

Her voice was hurried, echoing sharply and harshly through the wide bathroom.

The brilliance in Lin Zeshao's eyes quickly faded, and he lowered his hand.

He just looked at her like that, "Xia Tong, even if you have lost your memory, you still resist me in your heart, don't you?" ”