Mu Zhengchen always stood by the bathtub, looking at her, but never stepped forward to touch her. Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest update

"Phase...... Messire...... Right...... Right...... I'm sorry...... I'm sorry......" Jing Qingran apologized to him with tears in his eyes and a choked voice while washing his face.

"Is it useful to be sorry?" The man's voice was still cold, even though his heart was already feeling sorry for this crying woman with pear blossoms and rain.

"I didn't ...... Useless. The woman soaked in cold water, the heat on her body was barely suppressed, and her speech was slurred.

"How did you get along with him?" The man asked her coldly.

That man, Mo Yanyan, he and Jing Qingran knew each other, and the relationship was relatively close, just now, they hugged each other and kissed......

Isn't that enough for a husband to be suspicious?

Also, who ordered the aphrodisiac?

"You...... How can you say that about me? After speaking, Jing Qingran's tears became more and more fierce.

How did she get along with Mo Yanqi?

They're not having a good time at all!

"Well clear...... man's tone was still indifferent, "soak in the cold water." With that, he was about to turn and leave.

"Phase...... Xianggong, don't go. Jing Qingran opened his mouth with difficulty, reaching out and pulling his robe next to the bathtub.

"Let it go!" The cold voice fell without any negotiation.

"You...... Why don't you go? The woman's voice was begging, and she wished he would stay, really, hopefully.

"Give me a reason." The man stood quietly, not looking back, his voice cold.

"I ...... I do not know. The woman shook her head.

The man pulled the sleeve out of her hand, and then, resolutely, left.

The woman looked at his back, tears blurring his silhouette.

In the past few days, the man she was thinking about like this misunderstood and left......

That corner of the heart may be empty, but now, it is completely broken.

If it's empty, it can be filled again, but what about the broken?

……

The woman soaked in the cold water, her body lost consciousness little by little, her whole body was in flames, and her desire filled her entire brain, and there seemed to be countless ants crawling in the **** swelling, and she was in pain.

She was so uncomfortable that she clutched the barrel, her teeth gritted the edge of the barrel, and her body kept twitching and shaking, all of which seemed to be suffering from Ling Chi.

Soaking in cold water doesn't necessarily feel good.

She was very uncomfortable, but there was no one to talk to.

It really feels like it's going to be left to fend for itself.

What a cruel word to fend for yourself.

……

Mu Zhengchen did not leave this room, but sat at the table in front of the screen.

Behind the screen, in the bathtub, he could hear the slightest sound of the woman clearly.

It seems that the torture that the woman is suffering at the moment is a hundred times more uncomfortable than when you usually have yu and can't vent.

He finally relented, got up and walked behind the screen.

The woman lowered her head and bit the barrel in pain, and her teeth were biting out a few traces of blood.

Seeing this scene, Mu Zhengchen's eyes dimmed a little, walked quickly to her side, and stretched out his hand to caress her face.

His hand touched her face, making her feel unusually comfortable, and her teeth stopped biting the barrel, and she slowly raised her head to meet the man's dark eyes.

"Jing Qingran ......," the man said, calling her name.

At this time, Jing Qingran didn't know where the strength came from, and reached out to pull the man closer to the bath bucket, which was not as high as the man's waist, and the width was enough to accommodate two people.

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