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The environment in which Li Xin has lived since she was a child has shaped her lonely temperament, and she is also used to seeing those women with tough personalities who fight and scold their rough men when they disagree, and there are few times when they are tender.

She can endure Huo Xiucheng once, but it doesn't mean that she can endure him twice.

"If you're in a bad mood and come to me to get in trouble, get out of here now."

Li Xin didn't have the skill of coaxing a man, she pushed the wheelchair in front of Huo Xiucheng, and then didn't look at his cold face, and walked towards the bathroom with a straight face.

The sound of water is getting louder.

Li Xin took off his shirt and pants and threw them into the basket, turned on the faucet and washed his face first.

She couldn't hide the tired mood between her eyebrows, and she covered her eyelashes with waterdroplets, and looked at the half-loud sound of the flowing water like a distraction, before she gathered all her thoughts and began to take a bath.

Half an hour later.

In the quiet apartment, the man was still there.

Li Xin walked out in a white bathrobe, and when he looked up, he saw Huo Xiucheng sitting on the sofa and not leaving, with an indifferent and cruel face who owed him a life.

She is very tired today, and she has to get up early to go to work tomorrow, and she has no time to waste rest time with Huo Xiucheng on the matter of men and women quarrelling.

Li Xin stood still for a while before he spoke: "You live with me tonight?" ”

The apartment layout is one bedroom and one living room, except for the study, there is no guest room, if he wants to stay, it is obvious that the two of them are going to share the same bed tonight.

Huo Xiucheng's eyes were pressed with the dark light of the yin owl, and his eyes were fixed on the woman's Miaoman's sexy body for a few seconds, and he ordered her: "Come here." ”

Li Xin's expression was slightly stiff, probably guessing what he wanted to do, in the end, he hesitated for a moment, and still took difficult steps to walk over.

……

It was almost early in the morning, Que Ye appeared to pick up Huo Xiucheng, and the apartment also returned to a dead atmosphere with a slam at the door.

Li Xin was lying on the neat big bed, his bathrobe was messy and loose, and the faintly exposed white skin was all pinch marks, but there were no kiss marks.

She lowered her eyes, pursed her red lips, and her mouth ached.

However, no matter how much it hurts, it doesn't hurt as much as the chest hurts.

Li Xin lay quietly with her eyes closed for almost an hour, regaining her composure before she picked up her mobile phone and sent a text message to Que Ye.

[What's going on with Huo Xiucheng tonight? ] 】

Que Ye has always been cautious, and he will keep his mouth shut about what he shouldn't say, but seeing that Li Xin's current identity is different from the past, he will mention one or two: [Tonight is the day when the second young man had a car accident. 】

The content of the text message jumped into Li Xin's sight, and her fingertips suddenly pressed the screen, and her face was faintly reflected by the white light.

In an instant, the corners of her eyes were bloodshot.

If memory serves.

Huo Xiucheng's legs were disabled in a car accident, and he married someone else on the same day that his beloved woman married.

……

Early in the morning, as soon as the faint sunlight poured into the bedroom, Pei Tong got up from the quilt, she covered her chest with the corners of the quilt, bent over, picked up the nightdress on the ground, and then put it on lightly.

The tall and cold man was lying on a large white bed, his eyes closed, still asleep, his black hair was messy, and he was a little lazy.

Pei Tong turned around and saw that he was exposing a strong chest, so he pulled the quilt up for him, and then picked up the man's clothes on the floor, folded them one by one and put them next to him, ready to take them to the servant to wash when the time came.

When she sorted out her black blazer, she felt a button with her fingertips, Pei Xiao's beautiful face was dazed, and she couldn't find the button after looking around.

Could it be that she ripped it off?

Pei Tong thought about it, last night was the wedding anniversary, and she drank some red wine during the meal, and she was more enthusiastic and bold than usual, and she may have inadvertently damaged the man's clothes.

Pei Tong's slender jade fingertips touched his hot face, and after folding Smusen's suit, he got up to wash.

in the bathroom.

Pei Tong tied up a green silk hair, and was brushing his teeth on the washstand with his head down, when behind him, there was a steady and powerful footsteps of a man.

The next second.

Smussen hugged her from behind, his deep eyes were half-squinted, and his cold chin rubbed against the woman's shoulder with a thin stubble, and his slender hand went to lift the hem of her skirt.

"Hmm, don't ......"

Pei Tong was still washing, and the man had already deceived himself.

Her breathing stagnated, her fingertips tightened and grasped the edge of the stage, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were full of hidden endurance, and her red lips couldn't help but break and scream a few times.

Smussen vented his physical needs, lowered his head, bit her shoulder with thin lips and gasped lowly, the heat of her breath sprinkled on the woman's white skin without any blemishes.

"Mussen, you tap."

Pei Tong stood and was made by him, so he could only bend over to cooperate, and his red lips wanted to spit out the toothpaste foam, but he tossed it so much that her beautiful face was red and almost dripping blood, and the long green silk hung down on her chest.

Women are reserved by nature, and Pei Tong is even more so, she gritted her teeth to prevent herself from screaming.

And Smussen reached out with his big hand, grabbed her cheek and kissed her.

Regardless of the minty foam in her mouth, his long wet tongue swept around her mouth between her lips and teeth.

"Hmm......"

Pei Tong completely fell into the strong aura of the man, her beautiful eyes were soft as if they were about to drip water, looking at the cold face that was close at hand.

Smussen was too familiar with her body, and it didn't take long for the woman's legs to go limp, and she screamed out of control, and there was still foam on her lips after the kiss for a long time.

Pei Tong's breathing was slightly short, his fingertips were white, he grabbed the edge of the platform and released it, and repeatedly wanted to grasp something.

She looked up in a daze and saw the picture in the polished mirror.

Smussen's expression was tense, her tall muscular body pressed against her, and a pair of powerful hands were also clasped around her slender waist, panting thickly, and sweat slid down her forehead.

Pei Xiao's beautiful eyes were wet, and she happened to be looking at the man who opened her eyes in the mirror.

The posture that is too soft and too weak completely satisfies Smussen's possessiveness.

As his thin lips pursed and overflowed with a sexy muffled hum, this morning exercise was finally over.

……

Pei Tong was let go, her body was so soft that she almost slipped to the ground, she held the washstand weakly with both hands, bent her sore knees slightly, the skirt that was lifted fell down, and she felt a sticky and wet hot breath on the side of her legs.

Smussen's grim expression was much soothed, and his tall body was naked, standing next to him and rinsing it with cold water.

After he washed up, Pei Tong also regained his strength to stand up,

"You ...... just now" She bit her red lip, and even her complaining voice was soft and temperless: "I didn't do anything about it, I got it inside." ”

Smussen glanced at her indifferently and said, "The last time the set was broken last night, and you had to take medicine in the morning." ”

"Is it broken?"

If he hadn't said it, Pei Tong had been tossed so much that he almost fainted at the end of last night, and he didn't know it at all.

At the first glance of her unaware expression, Smussen's face darkened.