Thick water vapor fills the room.

The cold wind outside the bathroom drifted in, and Liang Jincheng shivered for a moment.

Realizing that there was no heating in the south, Song Yixian took the door with his hand.

The door closed softly, and there was a click, making Liang Jincheng cover his body violently.

"You" blushed like an apple, and spoke slurred for a while, "You came in, how did you get in?" ”

The Song family's villa covers a large area, including this bathroom, which is not small at all.

He reached out and ripped the button off his collar.

The collarbone of the hardcover is exposed.

He was very tall and big, tall and bigger in front of Liang Jincheng, who was curled up.

Liang Jincheng's current appearance is exactly the same as the little girl who stood in front of Song Jingjing a few years ago.

Soft, weak, and small, it makes his eyes light up and he is very excited.

When I saw her for the first time, I felt a sudden acceleration of breathing, and I would often think about it in the years after I didn't have any contact with her.

The kind of budding feeling that has a young man's love for the first time.

Because he knew that she and Song Jingjing were in the same school, Song Yixian also went to see her on purpose, of course, under the banner of taking Song Jingjing home from school.

Just take a look at it from afar.

Later, after seeing her and a little boy holding hands and going home, Song Yixian never went to school again.

No matter how Song Jing clamored for him to pick him up, he didn't go.

Inexplicably, I'm still a little angry!

But why he was angry at that time, he simply explored.

Now that I think about it, it must be the psychology that is at work.

He has never had everything at his fingertips, and for the first time he saw that the person he liked liked someone else.

The kind of youth that transcends age and identity and only belongs to Liang Jincheng was taken away by a man named Shen Shen.

He's jealous.

Very deep jealousy.

Later, as she got older, the old lady always urged her to get married

He thought that the little girl at the beginning should also be an adult, and maybe there is fate!

didn't expect it, but met Fang Wuyou.

A girl who looks seven or eight points similar to her.

The old lady pretended to be sick and forced to marry, and the Song family was turbulent at that time, and the board of directors disagreed with him as the heir, and there were a lot of troubles, so he and Fang Wuyou agreed to get married.

Fang Wuyou is a very dignified and generous woman, and the two get along with each other with respect.

He didn't touch her, Fang Wuyou thought he had his own unspeakable secrets.

It wasn't until the old lady gave birth again that Fang Wuyou begged him selfishly for the first time, and he agreed.

never thought that the surrogate mother would be Liang Jincheng.

I still remember that Song Yingrui was born abroad, because of his poor health, he put down his work to visit and learned the name of the surrogate mother.

So I looked for her for a month.

Finally found her in a bar.

When she was found, she was being bullied by a drunk and knocked unconscious.

And he, when he entered the bar, was too anxious, caught the way of others, drank the kind of wine that was not clean, and urgently needed to put out the fire.

I didn't think much about it at the time, and the object that came to mind was naturally only Liang Jincheng.

Carrying her to open the room, when she was still a little conscious, she found that there was still blood under her.

That's postpartum inflammation.

Quite serious.

He didn't touch her in distress, and only used cold water to quench the fire.

But when I came out of the bathroom, I saw a lovely person in disheveled clothes on the bed

He was afraid that he couldn't take it anymore, so he quickly walked away and found a doctor in a private hospital to treat her.

But when he came to his senses, he learned that she was gone.

He stayed abroad for a long time and could not find her again.

Again, this is missed

It was precisely because of this miss that he knew how much this little girl occupied in his heart.

It's ridiculous to say.

A young girl, let him fall in love at first sight, he is still like a hairy boy who is always in a hurry for that kind of thing.

In order to possess her, he had to do whatever it took to possess her.

Liang Jincheng was still standing in front of him, staring at him with burning eyes.

In the light of his eyes, there was a fire burning.

"I'm not locking the door, how did you get in." He didn't respond, so she asked again, holding a bath towel in her hand.

He still didn't respond.

"I—Didn't I say I'd go to you, you don't need it" There's no need to be in such a hurry.

Although this kind of scene of red fruit opposite has been many times, she still can't get used to it.

"When have you ever heard the words, when have you become obedient, if I hadn't blocked the door lock with toilet paper, wouldn't you have locked the door?"

"But even if you lock the door, you won't still come in through the window." Liang Jincheng didn't like him saying that he was himself, and pouted back.

Song Yixian was not stunned, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then the door of this bathroom is not locked, in fact, you just want to wait for me to come in?" ”

Liang Jincheng pursed his lips, feeling like he was being peeped at his little secret, and he was steamed by the water vapor in the bathroom for a while.

She stopped talking.

Song Yixian simply approached her.

The shower behind her was still off, the water was dripping on her back, and the bath towel she was holding in her hand was already wet and sticking to her body, outlining her slender curves.

Song Yixian stretched out her hand and picked up her sharp chin, the meat that she had finally raised was consumed because of those days, and now her chin looks extraordinarily thin.

The thumb rubbed the fingertips of her pink lips, and said in a hoarse voice with a hint of charm: "Are you waiting for me?" Thinking I'm coming in? ”

Like a ghost, Liang Jincheng nodded, and said a word very shyly: "Yes." ”

Straightforward dialogue, the heartbeat is like riding a roller coaster in an amusement park.

"It's tempting to me." Song Yixian's clothes and pants were still there, so he approached her.

Not in a hurry to pull her bath towel, he lowered his head and put it on her lips. A little bit of a kiss.

Gently and gently.

Until now, her kissing skills have not improved much, but she also responds to him jerkyly.

The temperature on his lips was high, as high as the desire in his heart.

It's so comfortable to stick to each other.

It takes until the breath is short, and the shallow kiss turns into a deep kiss.

Lingering with saliva sticky silver threads

"Miss me?"

In the depths of her love, she was confused, and replied in a whisper: "Yes"

"Then I'm yours tonight."

He's hers.

The overhead shower was always on, and the warm water fell to the ground, making large and small splashes.

Women are barefoot and men are wearing slippers.

The little feet that were originally bare stepped on the men's cotton slippers.

The water ran down her body, warm and comfortable.

After the incident, Liang Jincheng lay in the bathtub weakly.

Song Yixian folded the dry towel into a square and let her lean against it, while he squatted behind the bathtub.

Her hair was already wet, and she had never been too lazy to wash her hair, so she simply ordered Song Yixian to do this important task.

Song Yixian readily agreed and washed her hair.

The silky strands of hair passed through his fingers, and a gentle rub of it produced a lot of delicate bubbles.

Her hair is chemically unprocessed, pure black with a slight natural curl.

He loved it.

"I'll give you a massage."

"Okay." This is the response of the soft voice after the feast.

It's like a little girl is coquettish to him.

He eats this set very much.

Before, the old lady always said that she had a headache, but Song Yixian also learned a hand to please her grandmother, and now she is embracing Liang Jincheng.

Big hands massaged her little head, Liang Jincheng felt that she was served by Song Yixian like this, and she had a feeling of being a queen.

The one who washed her hair was the president of the dignified global Boyi, a man who didn't blink an eye when he divided tens of millions of contracts.

"I've never washed someone's hair in my life, and you're the first."

If Song Yingrui is not counted, Song Yixian is also because of Liang Jincheng to help people take a bath for the first time.

Even though Liang Jincheng now believes that Song Yixian is really good to her, he still knows that he had a wife before, so he blurted out jokingly: "I don't believe it, you must have helped her wash." ”

"She?"

"Ying Rui's mother."

Song Yixian's hand moved, and he said slowly: "The relationship between her and me is just a business marriage, and there is no emotion." ”

Liang Jincheng's heart moved, no emotion?

Even if there is no emotion, Ying Rui should be the product of the love between them.

She still felt that it was not appropriate for her to mention Yingrui's mother, and she didn't need to compare herself with a woman who had died, so she changed the subject, "You've washed up, I want to rest." ”

"Well, you close your eyes, I'll wash you off." Song Yixian said, took down the shower, and helped her clean up.

Then, without Liang Jincheng's strength, Song Yixian wrapped the person in a bath towel and put it on the bed.

Liang Jincheng is so favored by Song Yixian, his heart is sweet, but he is worried.

She was afraid that she would really be inseparable from him.

Women are so strange, and the idea of being prepared for danger in times of peace is inexplicable.

What's more, there is also the deceased wife who looks seven or eight points like her.

That's Ying Rui's mother, a role she can't replace.

After Song Yixian placed her in the quilt, he turned around and went into the bathroom.

There are two bath towels in the bathroom, one is wet in the morning, and the other is on Liang Jincheng's body.

There is also no bathrobe suitable for Song Yixian's body here.

She saw Song Yixian re-enter the bathroom, took the towel she had pillowed under her head before, wrung it out and dried it in front of her.

Liang Jincheng looked at the action, his eyes were red, and he tried not to look at his position

It's ugly after all.

She is also afraid of long needle eyes.

The man dried himself and went into the bed.

And she was covered with a quilt.

The big hand stretched out and encircled her in his arms.

Then he slowly ripped off the bath towel that was wrapped around her.

He was so hot, and being held was much better than feeling like he was in the quilt just now.

So it was so gentle.

The man held it on her chest and said, "You're still too thin." ”

Isn't this just a joke about her small breasts?

Liang Jincheng thought that Song Yixian would be different from other men, but he would still like to have a plumper body, so he turned around and replied: "You are not that old!" ”

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