Mo Qian hooked his lips in displeasure, pulled up the white bath towel on the sofa, wrapped it around his waist, and then, squinted at her, and said, "Turn around." ”

"No, this picture is too Se//Love, I don't dare to watch it!" Su Xiaoshen continued to cover his face.

Mo Qian walked to her with perfectly lined legs, forcibly parted her hands, and said, "Are you pretending to be pure?" On that day, you should have watched it and what you shouldn't have watched, didn't you finish watching it all? ”

Su Xiaoshen's reaction really made Mo Qian cry and laugh.

mentioned that day, the two of them snapped, Su Xiaoshen's face immediately turned red, and his heart suddenly began to be afraid.

That day, he tirelessly tossed her pictures over and over again, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and those pictures of her resurfaced in her mind again......

She was suddenly a little scared, but it was okay if he didn't mention it, but when she mentioned it, she began to be afraid.

Tonight, he probably won't be like last time......

How miserable is she......

"Come here......" He turned to sit on the sofa, folded his slender legs, and waved his hand at her, like an emperor who reigns over the world, with a domineering and superior extravagance.

His expression was always faint, and there was a bit of ambiguity and playfulness in those eyes.

Su Xiaoshen lowered his head, walked to him step by step, and sat down.

The faint smell of shower gel on his body came to his nostrils, and the smell was refreshing.

He gently lifted her chin with a finger, kissed her eyes, and pulled her closer to himself......

Su Xiaoshen's heart seemed to be in his throat.

She coughed lightly: "Prince, I want to take a bath first." ”

Anyway, now, I can dodge for a second, it's a second.

Mo Qian ignored her and continued his movements......

Next, what awaits Su Xiaoshen is him, who is like a storm of enthusiasm "destroyed......

**

The next morning, when Su Xiaoshen opened her eyes, Mo Qian was no longer around, leaving her with only a beautiful atmosphere.

Last night, she was "destroyed" very badly, and at this moment, she felt as if she was about to fall apart.

Looking at the scarlet marks on her arm, she frowned and scolded: "Dead pervert/pervert......"

"Who do you say is a dead pervert?" The bathroom door was silently pushed open, and Mo Qian, who was refreshed, walked over.

He still only wore a bath towel, and he did not hesitate to show his body that was more perfect than a model and the scratches on his body from Su Xiaoshen.

The scratches, red and bewitching.

He sat elegantly beside her, his fingers tracing her lips, and his smile was a little ambiguous: "Huh? Who is a dead pervert/pervert ......? ”

His eyes became warmer and warmer, as if he was going to turn Su Xiaoshen into his own plate in the next second, and the meat in his palm.

Ahem...... Su Xiaoshen coughed lightly.

She laughed dryly. Wrap your body tightly in the quilt and say, "Hehe, of course it's me, I'm a dead pervert." ”

Then, Su Xiaoshen quickly got into the quilt, got dressed, rolled out of bed, and said, "Prince, I still have classes in the morning, so I'll leave first......!" ”

It is not advisable to stay for a long time where there is a prince, and it is even more inappropriate to stay for a long time where there is a prince and a big bed~ In short, it is better to run for the better.

She was "squeezed" too badly last night, and this morning, she didn't want to continue......

As soon as Su Xiaoshen took a step, Mo Qian immediately stopped her.

"Su Xiaoshen ......"