Han Siyou took the towel and wiped her hair that hadn't dried yet.

Cen Kexin fell on his lap, looked at him, and asked repeatedly, "Why, others can, but I can't?" "Why can he do that to other women, but not to her.

Han Siyou just wiped her hair, he didn't have a hair dryer here, so he could only rely on a towel to dry it for her.

"Cen Kexin, don't make trouble!" Han Siyou gasped.

He didn't even notice that her hand was digging into his waist while he was thinking, and when he unzipped it, her little hand trembled and reached in, looking for a hot source of breath, gently wrapping it around, and then clenching it suddenly.

Cen Kexin was silent, he didn't say anything, she just didn't let go, stubbornly wrapped around him, slowly sat up and the tip of her tongue slid down his jaw to her sensational Adam's apple, and the other hand grabbed his hand to cover the plump on her side, every move could make him lose control.

Han Siyou's throat tightened, as if something was about to smash open, and all the defenses were crushed at this moment.

Han Siyou grabbed Cen Kexin's waist, turned over and suppressed her under him, his eyes were burning with raging fire, as if he was about to burn, but he swayed and hesitated.

One thought of hell, one thought of heaven.

Cen Kexin trembled and pulled down his head, and when he was making a choice, his eyes kissed his lips desperately, and he bowed his body to make the two bodies fit closer.

In the bathroom, she had already thought about it, so she didn't cover her shirt repeatedly, as long as Han Siyou's hand touched her body slightly, she could feel the graceful body under the shirt, and the fire in his heart burned more and more, but he always restrained himself from responding to her.

He knew that she was deliberately using people's physical desires to lure him to sink with her, and her stubbornness made him feel distressed and unwilling to hurt him.

"Cen Kexin, stop, do you know what you're doing?"

Han Siyou looked down at Cen Kexin, whose face was crimson, her lips were slightly open, and her face was charming and seductive, and the hand that was clasped around her waist tightened violently, and desire was already slowly devouring his reason.

Cen Kexin was in pain, but she raised her proud head to face him, "I don't regret it, Han Siyou, I just want to be your real woman." ”

"But I don't love you."

"It's okay, just let me come to you, one day you will have me in your heart."

Han Siyou's body stiffened, Cen Kexin rubbed his body against his, the soft and boneless little hands were on his lean and flat lower abdomen, he could feel the small hands drawing circles intentionally or unintentionally, I don't know what he suddenly remembered, grabbed her jaw uncontrollably, lowered his head and kissed fiercely.

Han Siyou's kiss did not have any warmth, only ferocious plunder, and possession, he wanted to make her retreat like this, but he didn't expect the tip of her tongue to cater to her, and the two were entangled together and could not be separated.

Han Siyou's big palm was kneading the softness and wanton on her chest, Cen Kexin cried out in pain, and she suddenly became scared.

The man in front of him suddenly became strange.

Han Siyou had already seen her retreat, and grabbed her buttocks with a big hand, bringing her closer to his burning, which was as hard as iron, and her legs hurt from the scorching.

"What, scared?" Han Siyou sneered, his slender fingers pierced the wet place between her legs roughly, and the people below him were startled without warning, instinctively resisting his further actions, panicking what was going to happen next.

Cen Kexin had never experienced such treatment, the places where he had rubbed and kissed were painful, but every part of her body was restless, she couldn't help but twist her body, hugged the man who was busy buried in his chest, turned resistance into pandering, and called him shyly, "Han Siyou!" ”

Her voice was so charming that it dripped, and her eyes were waterless.

Everything was messed up, my heartbeat was messed up, and even my eyes were messed up.

Cen Kexin endured all kinds of pain and unfamiliar pleasures, and a bright smile bloomed on her rose-like face, "I love you." ”

Han Siyou stopped abruptly, stopped to look at her, and his eyes instantly became indifferent, "Love? I never need it, Cen Kexin, I can give you anything, but love can't give you. ”

Cen Kexin thought back to his answer, and in a second, he suddenly stood up, his whole body spasmed, and the words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit out for a long time.

Pain!

The tearing pain was like someone had split it in the middle, and she could only feel the pain.

Han Siyou didn't care that it was the first time for her, so he slammed into her body, the place that wrapped himself was extremely tight, and there was a feeling of suffocation, Han Siyou gnawed on her lips, and the impact under her body became more and more violent, not looking at the expression on her face at this time.

So far, she has no way to regret it.

Only to move forward and choose to continue to love Him.

On the dark green sheet, there are two fiery entangled figures.

Cen Kexin lay on it, like a delicate and blooming flower, slowly blooming under him, so beautiful that people took their breath away.

Cen Kexin's eyes widened, looking at the handsome man on top of her, sweat sliding from his forehead across the bridge of his straight nose to the tip of his nose, and then condensed into a crystal droplet, falling on her sweaty cheeks with his movements.

The whole body didn't come out, and it didn't hurt in that place, and it hurt to the extreme.

At this point, even if she begged for mercy, he would not let her go.

She could only hold him tightly, her nails clamped into his back.

Han Siyou grabbed her hand and raised it above her head, raging on her like crazy.

Cen Kexin has never regretted it.

Although it was like dying once, and it was difficult to even breathe, it was worth it, no matter how much it hurt, she could bear it.

When Cen Kexin came to his senses again, his eyes were the man's strong chest, and a cold voice came from the top of his head, "Cen Kexin, do you regret it?" ”

"Nope." She shook her head.

Cen Kexin's eyes widened, looking at the handsome man on top of her, sweat sliding from his forehead across the bridge of his straight nose to the tip of his nose, and then condensed into a crystal droplet, falling on her sweaty cheeks with his movements.

The whole body didn't come out, and it didn't hurt in that place, and it hurt to the extreme.

At this point, even if she begged for mercy, he would not let her go.

At this point, even if she begged for mercy, he would not let her go.

She could only hold him tightly, her nails clamped into his back.

She could only hold him tightly, her nails clamped into his back.

Han Siyou grabbed her hand and raised it above her head, raging on her like crazy.

Cen Kexin has never regretted it.

Although it was like dying once, and it was difficult to even breathe, it was worth it, no matter how much it hurt, she could bear it.

When Cen Kexin came to his senses again, his eyes were the man's strong chest, and a cold voice came from the top of his head, "Cen Kexin, do you regret it?" ”

"Nope." She shook her head.