"Let me go...... Lin Rui, we can't treat An Hui like this...... "In the arms of this man who is as dangerous as a poppy, Si Ren has almost lost all her ability to resist, she is just a cowardly murmur.

Lin Rui kissed her long hair that exuded a light fragrance, and kissed her small ears, "Do you like me?" Siren, do you like me, tell me quickly. ”

"No......" Siren shook his head, "Let me go, Lin Rui, we, we can't ......"

"You're lying, little liar, the look in your eyes told me when we first met, you like me, you've always liked me, haven't you, my little liar?"

"I don't like you, I don't like ......" Siren gasped under his continuous kisses, and she retorted repeatedly, but to the man's ears it was more like stubbornly coquettish. Lin Rui smiled, "You hard-mouthed little liar." He said as he moved his hand downward.

Siren's heart kept shouting, run away, run away quickly, but her body did not obey the call, and her whole body was soft under his fingers. When did Lin Rui have taken off his pajamas, what a perfect body he showed in front of her, there was no strong and benevolent muscles, his body was so long and symmetrical, every bone and every line was as soft as water, her fingers slid over his smooth skin, like silk satin, that feeling was wonderful for a woman.

If his body had been finely polished by the sculptor, every line was smoother and smoother than water, and there it was chiseled with a plate axe, showing the strength of the male everywhere, so contrasting, so asymmetrical, yet so coordinated, that she almost forgot that there was a real body in front of her, as if it were Rodin's greatest work, and only a work of art could be so perfect.

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Lin Rui's lips, and he effortlessly picked her up and walked to the bathroom, "I'll help you take a bath." His body temperature had always been mild, but now it exuded a strong heat, and as soon as it touched her skin, she was hot and shook gently. No one had ever treated her so tenderly, like a little baby, and no one had ever bathed her in her memory when she was very young.

Some of her memories were missing, and now he was helping her make up for them. Although his fingertips were hot, they were so flexible and gentle, more delicate than the flow of water and foam caressing her skin, she was powerless to resist, and it was impossible to resist, as if now she had become a little girl of three or four years old, let her gentle father help her wash the dirt on her body little by little, he used a soft towel to help her suck the water droplets on her body, and then wrapped her in a bath towel, hugged her to the balcony, and placed her on the chaise longue on the balcony.

His breath was a little unstable, the temperature of his palm was hotter, and the medicinal power had already taken effect in his body, but the man was still patient.

"Si Ren, do you know how I feel now, there seem to be countless torches burning me in my body, there are thousands of ants gnawing at me, it really hurts there, do you feel me, it is thirsty and about to die, it needs the honeydew you give, but I have to suppress the desire to be ignited, I am afraid of scaring you, I want you to taste the sweet ...... of lust little by little."

When she was completely open to him, her body turned into a puddle of water, flowing with his movements, and he was as hot as fire, igniting her passion.