"Xiao Mo!"

Mo Yihan was nervous, and instinctively opened the bathroom door because of worry.

I saw Xia Mohan wearing a white bath towel around her body, covering her stomach, her willow eyebrows were tightly locked, her pale face was covered with water droplets flowing from her hair, and she squatted beside the washstand with a painful expression.

"Xiao Mo!" Mo Yihan strode forward, took off his own bathrobe that was folded into squares on the shelf, draped it on top of Xia Mohan's head, and quickly picked Xia Mohan up from the ground.

"It doesn't matter to me, I don't care...... I just slipped and hit the washstand. Xia Mohan nervously grabbed Mo Yihan's placket, more worried about whether she would be gone, because she only had a bath towel around her.

"I'd better call Watson over and show you." Mo Yihan was not at ease, and after putting Xia Mohan on the bed, he was about to take out his mobile phone to make a call, but Xia Mohan grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Xia Mohan shook his head and said, "It really doesn't matter! It doesn't hurt so much now. ”

"It's all my fault, I forgot to ask Steward Sun to send someone to put a non-slip mat on the floor of the bathroom." Mo Yihan stood in front of Xia Mohan, bent down and pressed her shoulders, and frowned and blamed himself.

Xia Mohan smiled slightly: "It's me who is stupid!" Walking barefoot on the ground is none of Big Brother Yi's business. ”

And at this moment, Mo Yihan saw God.

Her face was fair, and the drops of water slowly rolled down the contours of her face, but her pink lips were particularly moist and seductive.

"Brother Yihan......"

The annoying sound rang out at an inopportune time, followed by footsteps.

Mo Yihan instinctively pushed Xia Mohan down, leaned over, and whispered in her ear: "Xiao Mo, don't be afraid!" I won't do anything to you! It's just that I want you to cooperate with me now. ”

Xia Mohan was stunned for a moment before she realized Brother Yi's current intentions.

Mo Yihan gently pulled open the bathrobe on Xia Mohan's body, revealing her round fragrant shoulders and sexy collarbones, and then leaned over, pretending to kiss.

However, the moment he approached her, he smelled the scent of the shower gel on her body, sweet and refreshing.

Xia Mohan lay on the soft big bed and didn't dare to move, but subconsciously closed her eyes.

Mo Yihan tilted his head slightly, his heart beat faster, his breathing was deep, and slowly, after his blood boiled, he kissed Xia Mohan's ear with some uncontrollable emotion.

Immediately after that, the hair was out of control.

Xia Mohan only felt that there were two hot and moist lips, lingering on her earlobes, neck, collarbones and shoulders, and the warm breath hit her skin, making her a little itchy.

Because she was inexplicably resistant, she pressed her hands tightly under a strong chest, trying to push away a certain distance.

In fact, after that accident, he has been obsessed with her body.

Before, he always thought that only his heart was in her, but later, that time he opened meat on her, and suddenly realized that his body belonged to her alone.

Because he loves her, he is unwilling to accept other women, and is willing to guard her like a jade.

The desire for her both internally and physically made him lose the reserve he should have.

Mo Yihan raised one hand and grabbed Xia Mohan's wrist against his chest, pressed it to the side, and held her stamina with the other hand, letting his kiss burn every inch of her skin.