As soon as her hand stopped, Leng Sicheng's voice above her suddenly sounded: "Why don't you continue?" ”

There seemed to be a trace of dissatisfaction in her voice, a trace of doubt, as if she was very unhappy with her pause at this time.

Although in his tone, there was almost no trace of "teasing" and "teasing" in his cold tone, but she still couldn't do it.

"I ......"

"I didn't wipe it all down there, do you want to catch me a cold?" His voice was a little deep, as if he was "accusing" her.

Gu Qingqing was a little embarrassed, she pursed her lips slightly, and looked at Leng Sicheng standing with her eyes closed, without sweeping her gaze at all, as if she didn't care about her approach.

Taking a deep breath, she picked up the towel and skipped somewhere in the center of him, wiping his legs straight down, all the way down to his ankles, and Leng Sicheng also cooperated to stick her feet out of the slippers - that meant very well, let her wipe her feet clean.

When everything was done, she didn't look up, turned around and took the dressing gown and bottoms from the stool next to her: "You can wear it." ”

"I'm still wet here, and you want me to sleep wet?" Leng Sicheng pointed to the only place on his body that had not been cared for by the towel, and his voice was cold, and he accused him sternly, "If I don't wipe it clean, I'll get a cold here—'no', what can I do." ”

He "can't do it" here, what's the matter with her!

No matter how angry he was this time, Gu Qingqing couldn't do anything, "Here, you ...... it yourself"

"How do I? Well? She stepped back, Leng Sicheng followed, her tall body pressed down, and she could feel his slightly hot breath squirting on the side of her neck when she looked away. The closer he got, the more she dodged. She had been sitting on the edge of the bed, and with his approach, she fell one last time on the sheets.

When she fell, her upturned feet seemed to hook his calves, and he fell off with an unstable center of gravity, and his slender arms propped up directly above her body.

Gu Qingqing was wearing a bathrobe, and there was nothing in it except a pair of poor pants. As she fell, the straps of the bathrobe that were tied around her waist were loosened, and the neckline of the bathrobe was a little opener, revealing a small half of the arc on both sides, and the lovely belly button on the flat belly.

Her long, slightly damp hair was scattered, and a few mischievous strands burrowed into her bathrobe to hide the curvature of her. She seemed a little surprised, her fair face was tinged with a hint of pink, and her soft red lips were slightly open, revealing a row of fine waxy teeth. Especially her eyes, clear and bright, round when surprised, with a hint of shyness, a hint of panic, misty water.

Condescendingly, from his point of view, this half-concealed style - love makes people extremely intoxicated, and incomparably - want to continue!

Seeing that she is in good health, the cold should be cured, and he can ......

Closer, closer, he took her soft lips in his mouth, savored them, and the two pressed tightly together.

He was hot as a fire, as if he were going to burn her to the ground. I have to say that Leng Sicheng is a master of flirting, even if she knows that he is bad, he is indifferent, he is moody, and he has many scandals, but when he gets close, her heart will still involuntarily beat faster and faster.

The body temperature is getting hotter and hotter, and the atmosphere is getting thicker and thicker, and at this moment......