Song Xinci came out of the bathroom, only to feel that the whole body was hot, and her feet were soft, she was afraid that she was suffering from low blood sugar, so she quickly put on a bathrobe and wrapped her hair in a dry towel.

Song Xinci didn't know that drinking Aunt Chen's perfect tonic soup and then taking a hot bath would only accelerate blood circulation even more, and she was now like a delicious lamb that had been sprinkled with spices, just waiting to be sent into the mouth of the wild wolf.

Song Xinci came out of the cloakroom and found that the light outside had been turned off, and now the whole room was pitch black, only a wall lamp at the head of the bed was on, emitting an ambiguous halo.

Song Xinzi was strange, calling the man's name, "Fu Hanyu? ”

Blame, he slept?

So early?

Why are the lights turned off?

Song Xinci fumbled and thought about going back to the cloakroom.

There is a spare hair dryer in the cloakroom, if Fu Hanyu really sleeps, blowing his hair in the cloakroom will be quieter, and it will not disturb him.

She had barely taken two steps when a massive impact struck her from behind.

Song Xinci let out a short exclamation, and didn't know who the person behind him was until he asked about the familiar smell of cedar.

She poked her elbow back.

"What are you doing, scare me to death!"

"Shh

The man's short fluffy hair arched to her neck, and the hot thin lips left one lingering kiss after another there.

He was bigger than her, and completely encircled the woman in his arms from behind.

Fu Hanyu's arms crossed Song Xinci's slender waist and clasped his hands in front of her.

As soon as he pressed slightly, the little woman pressed against him.

At this distance, Song Xinci could clearly feel every change in his body, every place was hot, her cheeks instantly soared hot, and the whole person was ripe from the inside out.

"I ...... I...... You let go of me, my hair hasn't been blown dry yet. ”

Song Xinci found a clumsy reason, and while his sanity was still there, he wanted to delay it for a while.

The man's hand had moved up along the curve of her body, from the bottom up, caressing her collarbone, swan neck, clasping her delicate chin, forcibly twisting the woman's face.

"Hmm!"

Song Xinci fell on his back in his arms, was forcibly detained, and turned back to kiss him.

This kiss is hot, moist, and dense.

Song Xinci was kissed so much that she lost her strength, her eyes were misty, and she fell into her arms completely softening with a whimper.

She stumbled and was pushed against the wall.

The man blocked her path, held her wet cheeks, and kissed her fiercely again and again.

Song Xinci felt that the flesh on his lower lip was about to be bitten by him.

The pain stimulated two points of consciousness, and she had a red face that was about to explode, and she could still use all her strength.

"Wait a minute!"

Song Xinci was flustered, groped his fingers on the wall, and turned on the headlights.

Suddenly, the entire room was illuminated by crystal lamps, and Song Xinci also saw the man in front of him and swallowed a mouthful of water fiercely.

Fu Hanyu was wearing a silky close-fitting nightgown, and her chest was already wet because of her messy rubbing.

Drops of water ran down his neck, dripping down.

The man panted roughly, his hair was messy by her, and at this time, the fine forehead hair covered his eyes, covering the fierce light inside, but Song Xinci understood very well how dangerous and forbearant he was staring at his eyes.

“……”

Song Xinci herself is not much better, she is hot, but she has a gut feeling that she will be miserable tonight, and she wants to cry without tears when she thinks about it.

Song Xinci flinched against the wall.

"I ...... I want to blow my hair first......"

The man was silent, and the temptation of a low voice sounded for a long time, "I'll help you." ”