Her lips are softer than the petals of a flower, with a fragrant scent.

This was the first time she had taken the initiative to kiss him since she forgot about him.

But she didn't feel strange at all.

That feeling of naturalness seems to melt into the bones.

She grabbed his neck hard and pressed the whole person into his arms.

She pressed against his thin cold lips, but did not go deeper, and he did not kiss back.

The two of them clung to each other like this, as if they were going to grow old.

Ivan stood not far away, watching this scene, his eyes were red, and he raised his hand to wipe his tears.

Now only Miss Nan can warm the young master!

As Amy said, even if the young master wants to be cured, he needs the most trusted and closest people to be by his side.

Leaving the cemetery, Yifan saw that Mu Sihan and Nan Yu were wet, and he opened a room for the two of them in a hotel.

Nan Yu's body was almost completely wet, and her clothes were sticky to her body, which was very uncomfortable.

Entering the room, Nan Yu turned to look at the man behind him, his face became more and more pale and thin under the blur of orange light.

She took the men's bathrobe from the cabinet and handed it to him, and her voice was soft, "You go wash it first!" ”

He didn't stretch out his hand, just wiped the drops of water from his face, "You go." ”

Nan Yu was about to shake her head when she suddenly sneezed.

When she was raised on the island by Lan Ye, she was like a flower in a greenhouse, unable to withstand the wind and rain, but it would rain for a while, and she would be a little uncomfortable.

But thinking that Mousse had been in the rain longer than her, she refused to go in first.

Mu Sihan didn't tell her anything, and carried her directly into the bathroom.

Worried that he would get sick after wearing wet clothes for a long time, she quickly took a shower and walked out quickly wrapped in her bathrobe.

"I'm done, you can go in!"

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his wet clothes undressed, and just stared out of the window like a statue.

He only turned around when he heard her voice.

She was relieved to see him enter the bathroom.

Fortunately, he was not particularly repulsive by her words.

She bowed her head and tied the straps of her bathrobe around her waist, and her underwear was wet, and there was a vacuum inside, which made her feel a little unaccustomed.

But I can't care about that much.

There's no way she's going to run back and change her clothes and come back.

After waiting for more than twenty minutes, he still hasn't washed it out.

Nan Yu glanced into the bathroom.

The sound of the water continued to sound.

She frowned, how could he wash it for so long?

He was not in good spirits and was worried that something would happen to him, so she walked to the bathroom door.

There was a knock on the door.

No one inside responded.

She bit her lower lip and pushed the door open.

Originally, the man she thought was taking a bath, standing under the shower without taking off his clothes, and the water poured from the top of his head, without the slightest heat.

She chuckled in her heart.

Unable to care about anything else, she strode over.

Seeing that he was in a trance, she didn't know what she was thinking, and she didn't feel the cold water hitting her body, and her heart hurt as if she had been pricked by a needle.

"Mu Sihan!"

His water-dripping eyelashes moved.

She twisted her eyebrows, walked directly past him, and walked to the switch.

Cold water droplets inevitably fell from the top of her head, and she didn't care, just turning the switch to the hot state.

The warm water poured down to relieve the cold that had just been drenched in cold water.

She didn't leave, but stood in front of the man, holding his handsome and thin face with both hands, "Mu Sihan, look at me." ”

His eyelids twitched, and his deep, dark eyes fell on her face.

She has taken a bath, without powder, with a natural pink halo on her small face, the apricot eyes under the long eyelashes are like a lake under the autumn sun, clear and clean without a trace of impurities, her small nose is lightly curled, and her pink lips are slightly open, revealing a seductive color.

She held his face in her small hands, her skin delicate and warm.

Seeing him looking at her, she looked at him with a firm look in her eyes, "Even if everyone in the world leaves you, I won't." ”

"Even if I will implicate you and put you on the brink of life and death, won't it?"

She shook her head, "No. ”

He didn't speak again, his slender fingers lifted up and pinched her chin.

Before she could react, he lowered his head, his thin warm lips sealing her soft lips.

Nan Yu knew he needed warmth and companionship, and even though she wasn't used to his stormy kisses, she didn't push him away.

The crisp, masculine scent invaded her taste buds and respiratory system, and the nerves trembled all over her body.

He pried open her teeth and found her tongue with ease.

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes quivering slightly, and let him entangle him as he wanted.

Kiss and kiss, she was pressed against the cold tiles behind her by him.

The chill that was cold to the bones made her shrink slightly.

Opening her apricot eyes, she looked at the man who was close at hand.

Yingting's body was tightly wrapped in black pants, and her fingertips pressed against his chest, and she could clearly feel his tight firm texture under the thin fabric.

His eyelashes were slightly longer than a woman's, and she couldn't see the look in his eyes, and her gaze swept from his deep eye sockets to the straight bridge of his nose and the angular contour of his face...... His profound features are like works of art, perfect and seductive.

Her heart beat faster.

His lips were swollen from his kiss, and he felt as if he were going to devour her whole.

Some stinging pain.

She endured it in silence.

His kiss, from her lips, to her cheeks, to her pink neck, to her slender collarbone, she was suddenly a little scared and timid.

Although she knew that both of them had children, and they must have done it before, she had not been touched by any man to her now......

I was instinctively scared.

The collar of the bathrobe was large, and he pulled it slightly, revealing a large area of snow-white skin.

She winced.

Fingers subconsciously tried to rewrap the bathrobe.

"Mu Sihan, let's not continue, okay?"

As if he hadn't heard her, the man clasped her moving hands and put them on top of her head, and the warm thin lips continued down from her undulating collarbone—

Nan Yu glanced down, and a buzz suddenly exploded in his mind.

She screamed softly, grabbing the man by the hair with both hands, trying to rip him away.

But her shoulder, which he held down with great force, made her unable to move.

Although she is tall, her bones are slender and soft, as if they can be broken when pinched.

The skin is white and smooth, glowing with a lustrous glow in the light.

She watched the man's more and more presumptuous actions, and her eyelashes trembled violently, "Mu Sihan, you are sober, I don't want to do that kind of ...... now"

He bit her white and delicate shoulder, raised his head, his eyes were red, and there was a lust that could not be ignored in his forbearance and suppression.

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