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Gu Yanshen walked out of the bathroom, the flames jumping under his eyes had disappeared, and he only had a bath towel around his waist. 938 .

The reaction that had just been between her legs had subsided.

walked out to look at Mu Wange, who was still sitting on the bed, and looked over.

The brunette just wiped it casually......

As he paused, the drops of water from his black hair slid down his strong pectoral muscles, and finally disappeared into the wrap of the bath towel.

"Washed up."

Mu Wange looked at Gu Yanshen, and the gaze in her eyes softened a little. stood up, walked directly to Gu Yanshen's side, hooked his arm to the side of the low stool, pressed him down on it and said, "I'll help you dry your hair." ”

Doing all this, he didn't wait for Gu Yanshen to respond......

Turn around and get a hair dryer and stand beside him to blow his hair seriously.

Her gaze was gentle, like that of a virtuous little wife.

Fingers ran through his jet-black hair, his gaze was calm and gentle, and his movements were gentle.

She didn't know how Gu Yanshen knew......

But she definitely didn't think that Gu Yanshen didn't trust her to send someone to follow her or follow herself, she only knew that this man chose to trust her after knowing about this matter, although he was also having a small temper.

……

Mu Wange was wearing pajamas, and when she helped Gu Yan blow her hair, the water droplets on the tips of his hair would splash around and fall on her pajamas because of her five fingers passing through.

The thin, light-colored pajamas were soaked with water, and the looming scenery was revealed before his eyes.

Gu Yanshen's desire that had just been extinguished was ignited again by the beautiful scenery in front of him, and his gaze staring at Mu Wange became darker and darker.

Mu Wange was gentle in her heart, and she was very focused, and she didn't find that she was invisibly tempting Gu Yanshen.

Blowing and blowing, I saw that the hair I was touching on my hands was almost dry.

Touching his silky hair, it seemed to soften directly into her heart.

Before she could blow it, Mu Wange felt her wrist tighten.

Then, the hair dryer in his hand was turned off and thrown aside.

One hand clasped her waist, and with a hook, she sat on his lap.

He lowered his head and kissed him directly.

……

Passion was ignited from one of his kisses......

It was inconvenient for Gu Yanshen to play on the soft stool, and after the fire was lit, he picked her up and walked directly back to the bed.

Mu Wange was put on the bed, and Gu Yanshen then pressed over.

Bow your head and kiss her on the lips again.

……

Enthusiasm, the more ignited.

When everything was over, Mu Wange lay in his arms and listened to his violently fluctuating heartbeat.

Hands pressed against his chest and his face pressed against it.

The two were still tightly together, not separated. Such intimacy is like being in each other's world, intimate like a person.

"Husband, thank you."

Mu Wange's lips were pressed against his chest, and when a kiss fell, he whispered.

She knew he did.

"There's no next time, Mrs. Gu, you're mine."

Gu Yanshen heard her thanks, reached out to clasp her, and rubbed her deeper into his arms.

"Hmm."

Mu Wange promised in a low voice, the corners of her lips were hooked, and her body was very tired, but her mood was excellent.

It's nice to have him.

The face rubbed in his arms, and he really wanted to rub himself into his body, rubbing and rubbing, as if rubbing Mr. Gu's fire again, turning over, and being pressed into the mattress again, another enthusiasm, kicked off the curtain for a long time.

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