Chapter 404: Made of Water

The smile on the man's lips is mixed with the most charming charm of the night.

Su Xi grabbed the corner of his clothes with one hand and didn't know what to say or do.

As if sensing her nervousness, his palm gently rubbed her cheek: "It's not that it's not nothing, what are you afraid of?" ”

"I...."Su Xi clenched the corner of his clothes: "I'm not ready to ...... yet"

"You don't need to prepare for this kind of thing," he stood up straight, and stretched out his slender arms, "Place it." ”

"Placement?!" Su Xi's eyes flashed, and her face was dazed.

Met the man's irresistible gaze, she stood up against her numb scalp.

I didn't know how to place it, but seeing him spread his arms, she didn't think much about it, reached out to wrap her arms around his waist, and threw herself directly into his arms: "Yes..... Is that so? ”

Ling Juncheng was amused by her all at once.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and slowly opened his lips: "Wide clothes to sleep." ”

"Huh?" Su Xi pulled away from his arms with a crimson face.

The little white hands that had nowhere to put it rubbed against his belt, but they couldn't untie it.

"Stupid!" He dotingly grabbed her flustered hands and pulled the person into his arms.

With a flick of his slender fingers, he took off Su Xi's robe with ease.

All of a sudden, all the beauty beneath the scarlet color was at a glance.

Her whole body was tightly pressed against his chest, and she didn't dare to pull away from her body.

"Why is Xixi so good-looking." Ling Juncheng's voice fell on Su Xi's ears.

Gentle, squishy.

His voice is always good, especially when it is gentle, and it always makes people suddenly lose any resistance.

This is a man who can captivate people with his voice alone.

Su Xi didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at him at all.

Clutching his half-open shirt and hiding in his arms, his cheeks hot.

His unique dark fragrance hit the nose, making the atmosphere even more tense.

He leaned over slightly, his lips falling softly.

From her forehead to the tip of her nose downwards.

The man pillowed with one hand and turned sideways to the crimson Jiaorou: "Such a delicate body is like made of water, I was afraid of hurting you, but I still hurt it." ”

His fingertips tapped on her arm, his eyes full of guilt.

The fair skin is covered with scattered purple marks, perhaps the skin is too white and tender, and it looks particularly distressing.

She leaned into his arms, closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

In a daze, I heard him seem to say, "I'll light it next time." ”

This sleep was again until the third pole of the sun.

The warm sun shone in through the window, right on the bed.

Su Xi struggled to get up from the bed with a slight messy hair, and casually pulled a shirt and wrapped it around her body.

She lay down again.

As soon as she lay down, the door was pushed open, and she turned her head to look at the door.

The men who reigned in the world were neatly dressed, as if they had not had time to change their clothes after the next dynasty.

He closed the door and sat down on the couch with his long body.

"Uncomfortable, isn't it?" He reached out and stroked a strand of hair from her cheek behind her ear, and then handed over a bowl of black medicine: "Good, you won't feel bad after drinking the medicine." ”