Comfortable/comfortable?

Although they have done it many times, such a face-to-face frank and honest meeting still makes her very uncomfortable.

He naturally approached her, and with shower gel on his hands, he gently smeared it on her little by little.

The soft, warm touch made her gasp.

After a long time, she lowered her chin exploratory, looked at him and said, "My face hurts...... Can't do it anymore. ”

"Who is going to do ...... with you" This woman, when he is beaten with iron, his face is black, but his words are still light and light.

"That's good."

"Turn around......" he moved his lips.

She turned around as she was told.

Little by little, he rubbed the shower gel all over her entire back, and his movements were extremely gentle, and everywhere he went, it was crispy, itchy, difficult, and resistant......

The next second, he approached her, his chin against her shoulder full of shower gel, rubbing, biting her earlobe and saying, "Comfortable...... hands stretched out restlessly from back to front, clasping her plumpness, kneading and kneading.

"Uh-huh......" she gasped and nodded, her hand holding the water and splashing it on her body.

He curled his lips and gently held the water over her, the warm water sliding down her delicate neck......

"I'll do it myself." She quickly got to her feet, splashing his bewitching face.

She stepped barefoot out of the tub, walked under the shower next to the tub, turned on the switch, and rushed to her body.

He leaned lazily against the wall of the tub on one elbow, his playful gaze wandering up and down her handsome figure, as if admiring a perfect work of art.

She ignored his gaze, quickly washed her body clean, took the bath towel on the wall, draped it on her body, frowned, and glared at him: "Color|embryo~!" ”

"If I'm not lustful, how can I let you die, go, live, come?" He moved his lips leisurely, looked at his back, and smiled evilly.

She was silent, quickened her pace, and left......

She had changed into a black silk nightdress and had just climbed into bed when he stepped out of the bathroom.

At this moment, he is still wrapped in a bath towelThe body is exposed, with the perfect lines of the upper body, and the refreshing air of the body.

He slowly got into bed, ripped off the quilt, and squeezed in.

With a natural wave of his long arms, he took her into his arms, her eyelashes brushing over his redLuo's chest, chin against him, said, "By the way, you said that Liang Yi is your half-brother, so who is his mother?" Is he just a student in the UK? ”

Liang Bo lowered his head, looked at her lips that looked more tender under the light, and bit it directly.

"Hmm......" she pushed him repulsively, panting, "I'm asking you about business." ”

"This is also a serious matter, kiss first, and I'll tell you the rest." His thin lips hooked, and two slightly cool lip flaps were pasted again, mixed with a faint mint smell.

The warm, moist tongue domineeringly pried open her teeth and drove straight in, wrapping around her tongue.

His hand brushed every inch of her skin as gently as if he were dusting an antique.

It wasn't until she was about to suffocate that he let go of her, gasping for breath and hugging her.

"Can you talk about it now?" She tucked the corners of her quilt and asked.

He hugged her again, his chin against the top of her hair, smelling the faint scent of her hair.

hand, slid from the neckline to her chest, grabbed the soft ball, and said: "His mother is Wan Lingling, my father's lover, his existence has always been a taboo in our family, so naturally few people in the outside world know that there is a second young master in the Daoliang family, four years ago, despite Wan Lingling's opposition, he resolutely went to the United Kingdom, entered the Royal Academy of Music, majoring in piano......"

"That's all?"

"That's it...... Otherwise, what else? Sleep, I'm tired. ”

Liang Bo fell asleep quickly, but Qiao Weiwei couldn't sleep at all, and in front of her, there was always a cold look in her eyes when she was shot that night.

In this way, Liang Bo only knows that Lu Dao Liangyi is a simple student, and he knows that Lu Dao is a humble son who is as gentle as jade, and he doesn't know other things about Lu Dao Liangyi......

What kind of medicine is sold in that cool gourd, what is his true identity, and why will someone hunt him down......

For what is the appearance of others in front of others, and the appearance of people in the future......

In the end, which one is the real him......

She had a lot of questions in her heart, but she couldn't find answers.

Qiao Weiwei was really curious about the coolness.

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When I opened my eyes the next day, I was greeted by a handsome face that was several times magnified by the cool and thin on the top of my head.

Sunlight streamed through the cracks in the curtains, flowing on his angular face.

She moved her aching body and got up with a low groan, but he pulled her back to her side with force.

"Why are you ......?"

"Don't move, let me hug." He hugged her tightly, as if he was going to rub her into his body, and his burning breath sprayed on her sleepy face.

"I'm hungry...... Let's go down and eat. ”

"Hungry? Why don't I treat you to a bar|stick|candy? He brought her hand to his lower body, and a touch of ambiguity blurred in his inky black eyes.

How could she not understand the meaning of his words, her face immediately "snorted" to the base of her neck, and then she had a flash of inspiration, hooked her lips, and said, "Okay...... I'll serve you today......"

As she spoke, she moved and sat on top of him as he usually teased her.

Fingers picked up his chin, smiled charmingly, and printed a shallow kiss.

Hand, pretending to skillfully rip off his bath towel, holding somewhere where he was still soft.

He folded his hands behind his head with great interest, looking at the little woman who pretended to be sophisticated on him, waiting for her next move......

The sweet flap of her lips slid to his earlobe, and she bit it like a gourd, licking the tip of her tongue gently, and the hand attached somewhere moved slowly.

"Hmm...... "He snorted, and somewhere in her soft hand grew a little bigger, looking up.

He was so intoxicated by the surprise she brought her that he couldn't extricate himself, but she rolled over and dropped the sentence "Go on yourself!" He hurried out of the room, a smug smile on his lips.

"Woman...... You ......" He slowly got up and looked in the direction she was leaving, his eyes stained with a layer of fire.

β€œShit!” The body has been lit by her, and at this moment he only feels a terrible swelling pain somewhere, so he has no choice but to get out of bed, enter the bathroom, put cold water, and take a cold shower-

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Ground floor restaurant

Sunlight shines through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, scattering throughout the restaurant.

On the square white European dining table, a variety of breakfasts are being placed at the moment, including American and Chinese.

The neatly dressed maids stood on either side of the table with respectful expressions.

Seeing Qiao Weiwei enter the restaurant, the foremaid pulled out a chair for Qiao Weiwei with a smile on her face, and said, "Miss Qiao, do you need to go up and ask Master Bo to come down for dinner?" ”