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Ye Haocang frowned, and the strength in his hands tended to be tough.

Just as he forcibly pulled out the soft sound, the head buried in his chest rubbed like a cat.

It was this inadvertent action that made Ye Haocang's abdomen tense instantly.

His face turned ugly.

"Whisper."

The man's voice is hoarse and low-magnetic, with unbearable forbearance.

Qingyin leaned into the arms of Ye Haocang and suddenly raised her head.

Ye Haocang's face was a little scary, and his eyes were dark, like a sucking whirlpool, so that the words that Qingyin originally wanted to say choked in his throat.

She didn't want to make a big deal out of it, but she couldn't see Lacey's attitude, so she would just get into a relationship with Lacey.

But now, it seems a little difficult to end......

"Y-Are you alright, aren't you feeling well?"

He's not feeling well, there's a fire burning under his belly, who can be better!

This little thing that flirts with #fire without authorization still looks at him with a pure face.

It's obviously clean and untouched eyes, but it always reveals a hook # people's beauty.

Qingyin was really frightened by Ye Yu's face, he seemed to be very uncomfortable, and the bottom of Han Yu's eyes was dyed with a layer of hazy ink.

"Let it go."

Ye Haocang was afraid of scaring her, so she could only relax her tone as much as possible, but her suppressed tone was still stiff and cold.

Qingyin released his arm very nervously, stepped back two meters away, and carefully looked at the night.

The man's eyes were like a cheetah that would jump up and pounce on her at any moment.

Out of the courage to do it, she didn't have the courage to coward, instinctively thought that he would be more comfortable and relatively safe if she was far away from the night.

Seeing the girl hiding away like a jackal, Ye Miao Cang didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

Pick the fire and hide far away, she really thinks he is a saint, there are no emotions and six desires!

"Get out."

In two short words, it has already shown the limit of men's patience.

He didn't want to be in the same room with a little woman who looked ignorant, but provoked #fire.

He could have done her, but he didn't want to hurt her.

Qingyin glanced at Ye Haocang worriedly, and walked out of the bathroom obediently.

At the moment when Qingyin stepped out, the door behind him was slammed shut by the night sky.

This movement was so frightened that he trembled softly, and he didn't dare to move when he stood at the door.

Lacey, who had already left the bathroom, leaned against the wall and let out a cold sneer.

Squinting at the past, the chin was raised in a light voice, and the pure and harmless disguise was completely removed.

With the same high attitude, slowly hook the corners of your mouth.

Snorted contemptuously.

“……”

Reis's breath sank, his fists clenched, and his burly and tall body pressed against her!

Qingyin didn't frown, just raised his eyes, and signaled to him that there was a night cang that he couldn't provoke inside!

As long as he dares to touch her, she dares to call everyone ten miles away to hear her!

The corners of Lacey's mouth twitched, she gritted her teeth angrily, and planted it in the hands of a girl, she was really unwilling!

There was a sound of rushing water in the bathroom.

About five minutes later, the man who had taken a cold shower opened the door.

A cotton towel rested on his broad, sturdy shoulders, and the neckline of his white bathrobe was slightly open, revealing the contours of his tight chest and muscles.

The undried water droplets slowly slide down the lines of the sexual# muscles and disappear in the bathrobe.

Qingyin's face flushed, and she hurriedly lowered her head, a little uncomfortable.

"Come here."

Whispering took small steps, following closely behind Ye Hao.

The man who had taken a bath seemed to have softened his anger, and his fine hair hung down in front of his forehead, blocking the pair of sword eyebrows that flew obliquely into his sideburns, and even his narrow eyes were not so evil and awe-inspiring.

This kind of Yehao Cang is handsome and handsome, with a charming charm, not as strong and terrifying as before.

Qingyin raised her eyes to look at him from time to time, and her small movements were cute.

The man sat down on the couch, folded his legs, and tossed the towel off his shoulder.

Qingyin was stunned by the sudden towel.

Ye Haocang leaned back gracefully and squinted.

"Wipe my hair."