In this high-class bathroom, they have had intense and rough love, as well as extremely tender love.

The same scene, the same people, will it be a little bit of stimulation for her?

Judging from Lin Nuanxi's expression, Beitang Yaori only got disappointment.

[Boom......]

Turning Lin Nuanxi's body, Beitang Yaori let her lean completely on his chest.

He could feel that Lin Nuanxi's body was slowly relaxing, as if he had found a reassuring support, and his thin back was firmly attached to his chest, like a baby's careful temptation.

A hint of tenderness flashed at the bottom of her dark eyes, and Beitang Yaori raised her hand to touch the healed scar on her chest, trying to avoid the water.

[The first time you bathed me, it was here, remember?] ]

[……]

The man in his arms, quietly did not respond.

Beitang Yaori raised his hand, inserted his slender fingers into her wet hair, slowly grabbed them together, coiled them up, took the clip next to her, and stuck her.

The curvy neck came into his sight, and he suppressed the damn impulses in his heart.

The fingertips touched her ears, and there was a small ear hole in the soft flesh, and Beitang Yaori leaned down and held her small earlobe with his lips.

The tip of her tongue rubbed around the soft piercings of her ears, and a soft, moist, dull voice sounded in her ears.

[I personally punched this ear piercing for you, and now it's almost opening and closing, and I only feel a small flesh hole.] ]

[……]

Lin Nuanxi is like a lifeless soft doll, allowing Beitang Yaori to hold her in her arms and kiss her wantonly.

A gentle kiss that only makes people feel comfortable and does not have a sense of resistance fails to get a little response.

Beitang Yaori restrained the inexplicable annoyance in his heart, and hugged her in his arms with a slight force.

[How long are you going to be autistic, it's not your character.] Where has the courage and courage to reach out and slap me before, and to resist me? ]

[……]

Beitang Yaori's beautiful lips pulled out a trace of self-deprecating arc, beautiful and moist.

[The taste of rights, fascinating?] Remember, you hate the power in my hands the most, but I used it to bring you back here. ]

[……]

[I'm forcing you to bathe me here, serve me, and entertain me like a pet.] At that time, you were embarrassed and ashamed, and I enjoyed it very much. ]

[……]

[Lin Nuanxi, at least give me a little response, just like when you resisted me before.] ]

[……]

Gentle words, cruel words, provocative words, irritating words, no matter what he Beitang Yaori said, the person in his arms just didn't move.

A trace of annoyance flashed between Beitang Yaori's eyebrows, and he tried his best to restrain it!

[Knock knock, Emperor Shao, I have sent vanilla tea.] ]

Leng Zhao knocked on the bathroom door and directly put a cup of freshly brewed vanilla tea on the delicate push cabinet on the side.

[What about the little master?] ]

Just now, there was a voice with emotional ups and downs, but at this time, it became a consistent commanding and cold voice.

[The young master has already slept.] ]

[Leng Zhao, from tomorrow onwards, let Lan Fei be in charge of everything he does in Black Swan Castle.] ]

[Yes.] ]

[Also, put together a detailed file of that child and put him in my name.] ]

[Yes.] ]

[Let's get out of the air.] ]

[Yes.] ]

Leng Zhao lowered his head from beginning to end, don't look at what he shouldn't see, this is a truth that Leng Zhao has always understood very well.