His lips and tongue sucked at the base of her tongue, tingling in bursts.

She frowned, unable to bear to bite him.

The smell of blood was exchanged for a stronger and more violent kiss!

"Hmm......"

Ye Zhixing arched his waist and finally woke up.

She looked wearily at the ceiling.

Tired......

This kind of dream is more tiring than a prophetic dream.

I finally know why in the novel, why women can't get out of bed for a few days, it's not an exaggeration......

However, has she fallen into evil in the past few days, she dreams of Zhan Jun every day, and it is still such an exciting and violent dream!

Or is it ...... This is also a prophetic dream, sooner or later, she will meet Zhan Jun zuo?

Ye Zhixing was messy in the wind, and she sat for a long time before she Shi Shiran got up from the bed.

It's the weekend, so she doesn't have to rush so much.

Moreover, when he went to bed at eleven o'clock last night, Zhan Junyu didn't come back, according to Aunt Fang, he shouldn't have returned this weekend.

What exactly he does, Ye Zhixing doesn't know very well, but except for the time when the two are in contact, he really rarely is at home, especially at night.

At this time, Ye Zhixing felt that it was good to choose him as his fiancé.

Ye Zhixing pushed open the door and walked into the bathroom, her pants had just been half off, and suddenly, she saw a male Western body that seemed to come from Greek mythology, she was shocked, and then laughed at herself, is there a hallucination in the morning, right?

Such a perfect figure, with wide shoulders and narrow hips, muscles at a glance, without a trace of fat, it looks like a warrior.

Hehehe...... Is she swollen here?

She shook her head helplessly while muttering to herself, "It's okay to dream at night, and come back during the day, it's too exciting!" It seems that I really have to eat some kidney tonic products prepared by Aunt Fang. ”

Continuing to pull down his pants, his eyes suddenly froze.

No, it's not like in a dream.

This time it seems to be a script, he is taking a bath, and there is still a residual body wash foam on his body, which is like a mosaic that hinders human progress!

Ye Zhixing took a deep breath, tried to overcome the psychological barrier, and looked up-

Straight and well-proportioned long legs, the two vest lines are wildly submerged, and continue to ......

A finely carved face, with a particularly deep line of sight that meets her, is hidden in the wet black hair, which is quite artistic.

Her lips trembled, and she twisted her leg hard, "Ah......hhhh

Not only because of the pain, but also because of the fright, the heart was like being pinched by an invisible big hand, and it curled up fiercely!

Zhan Junyu immediately wrapped a bath towel, but the foam on his body had not been washed away, he propped his hands on her sides, frowned and said in a dumb voice, "What is your name, I haven't even shouted injustice." ”

What？

Ye Zhixing closed in seconds, and a sentence immediately made her angry, "Didn't you say that you should sleep in your own room?" ”

"You can see clearly, this is my room, I'll just come back and take a shower, and I didn't expect anyone to plot against me."

Zhan Junyu sneered and spoke.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Outside the door was Aunt Fang's anxious knock.

Ye Zhixing hurriedly lifted her pants, and when she thought that her snow-white thighs were looked at, she was always unhappy.

But fortunately, she was wearing a nightdress.

But as soon as she thought that she had almost solved her physiological needs in front of him just now, she had an extremely strong urge to hit tofu.

In fact, in comparison, Zhan Junyu suffered a loss, and his whole body was looked through.

But who told him to trespass into her room? Taking a shower in her bathroom? Deserve!