She didn't answer him, her eyes were so clear that she couldn't even match the focus, but she still stared stubbornly in his direction. With tears in his eyes, he repeated over and over again: "Shen Zhijie, I don't owe you, Shen Zhijie, I don't owe you." ”

He didn't know how long it had been since he heard someone call him by that name, and he didn't feel a little distracted, and listened in a daze, and after a long while, he cursed again, stood up and gave her the foam on her body again.

The water temperature was very high, and the glass bath room was foggy. I am washed by hot water. Her face finally became bloody, and her body was slowly dyed with red powder, and her long black hair curled up even more violently with water, and it stuck to her smooth body like algae. It makes her look like a charming demon who has just come out of the water.

It's actually a very tempting painting, but for some reason, he didn't have anything to **, just pursed the corners of his lips, silently washed off the foam for her, and wiped her wet hair casually. Then he wrapped the person in a bath towel and carried him out of the bathroom.

She remained half-asleep, and let him hold her, until he threw her on the bed, and then she muffled in a low voice. He stood on the edge of the bed and watched her for a moment, then went around to the other side of the bed and lay down, his eyes open for a moment. He jerked over to her and reached out to hook her into his arms. I lowered my head and wanted to bite her lip, but I saw her frowning and sleeping deeply, but she was not interested.

He let go of her, turned over and lay back, and continued to look at the roof in a daze, until before he went to sleep, his consciousness was a little blurred, and he suddenly felt that the stupidest thing he had done today was to ask this woman to drink.

The breathing of the man beside him finally gradually became soothing and steady, and he should have fallen asleep, but He Yan still didn't move, and still maintained the original posture and lay there, even trying her best to control her eyelashes without blinking, which was very uncomfortable, but she told herself that she had to insist, Fu Shenxing was by no means a man who was easy to deceive, and if she relaxed a little now, she might lose all her efforts.

She forcibly ordered her body to relax, and even persuaded herself to really go to sleep so that she could confuse the truth, but her brain was a little uncontrollable, recalling over and over what she had done and how he had reacted. Vertical chatter.

Now, she's pretty much sure of three things. First, Fu Shenxing is Shen Zhijie; second, this is a man who eats soft rather than hard; Thirdly, he just likes women who look smart and strong, or in other words, he wants women who are smart and strong to others, but stupid and weak to him.

Very well, she thought, only those who have preferences have weaknesses, which is better than what she knew nothing about him before.

Early the next morning, Fu Shenxing was woken up by a loud "bang", and his first reaction was to go under the pillow to touch the gun, and only then did he realize that he was staying in a hotel, and then remembered that he did not sleep alone last night.

There was no figure of He Yan on the bed, he was stunned, and was about to lean over to look under the bed on that side, when he saw that she had sat up from the ground in a daze, rubbing her head with one hand, but the other hand was climbing the edge of the bed, and then, one of her feet also came up, and she wanted to climb onto the bed like this.

He looked at her half-propped up, stunned, and finally couldn't help laughing.

She looked up when she heard the voice, and looked stunned, so she half-hung on the bed, and after a moment of stiffness, she seemed to react, and then she let go of her hand, and got up from the ground in a panic. She still had a bath towel wrapped around her, but it was no longer covering, she didn't look at him again, only lowered her eyes and looked around for her clothes, as if she was trying to keep her composure, but the hand that was so shaky that she couldn't hold the bath towel revealed her mind.

He was half-lying on the bed, looking at her quietly, and suddenly felt that she was cuter than she was drunk last night. However, he couldn't see her embarrassment, and reminded faintly: "The clothes are in the bathroom." ”

She froze for a moment, grabbed the bath towel and hurried to the bathroom, and went in for a long time without moving. He couldn't help but go in and see her squatting in the bathroom, staring at the wet clothes spread on the floor. Hearing his footsteps, she subconsciously looked up, her eyes fell on his ** body and she was slightly stunned for a moment, and then she moved away in shame, but her cheeks couldn't help but redden.

"Blushing what? It's not the first time I've seen you. He smiled, although he said this, he reached out and pulled a bath towel from the side to wrap around his waist, then looked down at her ** clothes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said nonchalantly: "Just ask someone to take it and wash it." ”

"But what am I wearing now?" She questioned angrily, and when she said it, she realized the gaffe, so she closed her mouth tightly, lowered her head and picked out her underwear first, intending to put it on in the cold.

With a toe pick, he kicked the underwear off her hand, looked at her with a smile, and asked, "Was I the one who was crazy about drinking yesterday?" Am I the one who threw up while holding the toilet? How? I kindly helped you take a bath, and I also washed out my complaints? ”

She didn't answer, but she couldn't help but have red circles in her eyes, and didn't pick up the underwear that was kicked on the ground for him, and directly picked up the wet clothes to wear. I don't want him to refuse to give up, he still picks up those clothes with his feet, like an unreasonable big boy, and says a little willfully: "I said, ask someone to take it away and wash it." ”

"But I can't go out with a bath towel in it!" Her voice trembled faintly, and her face was red, I don't know if it was because of anger or shame.

"Then don't come out." He said, seeing that she bent down and was still going to pick up the wet clothes, he seemed to be a little angry, grabbed her, pulled her half-carried to the washstand, leaned over her, his fingers gently scraped her collarbone, and asked suspiciously: "He Yan, aren't you here to show weakness?" Why be so disobedient? "[Wonderful * pen * 閣 ~].

She exhaled deeply, her chest rose and fell violently, and after a long time, she gently put her head on his shoulder, and said in a trembling voice: "That's right, I'm here to show weakness to you, I admit defeat, I beg you for mercy, beg you to have mercy on me." Fu Shenxing, can you give me some hope? Tell me that one day I can escape this nightmare, or I can die a happy death. ”

He was silent for a moment, and did not answer her, but the palm of his hand slid up the side of her neck, supporting her face, causing her to lift her head, and then lowering it to cover her lips. Her body trembled slightly, but she didn't refuse him, and opened it gently? Close, put the tip of his tongue in.

It was the third time he had kissed her.

The first time was in the villa in the middle of the mountain, and after he had just vented, he went to kiss her by a ghost, and she almost bit off his lower lip. The second time, on the night of her birthday, she was not only unable to resist, but even forced to respond to him, enthusiastically, but full of helpless resentment. And this time, she neither bit nor responded, just trembled slightly, and let him do whatever he wanted.

It feels better than ever.

He straightened up and lowered his eyes to look at her, the desire that had been suppressed all night revived, his palm touched down the curve of her side, and without hesitation, he lifted one of her legs to support it on the edge of the sink, and was about to reach out to pull the bath towel around his waist, but he didn't want her to grab his wrist.

She seemed to be a little frightened, but quickly let go of her hand again, did not open her teeth and claws, only shrank back, and begged him in a low voice: "Don't, I'm not feeling well today, really, please, please." ”

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