I only heard a "poof" sound, and there was a huge splash in the pool, and Pei Yuanhao held me and sank to the bottom of the pool at once.

"No—"

With a low cry, the water had already poured into my mouth, and I was choked several times, surrounded by marble walls, and I struggled desperately but couldn't stand up.

I can't breathe, it's so uncomfortable!

Just when I was almost suffocating, the hand that was holding me tightened violently, and I only felt something hot on my lips, and before I could react, I had already crossed my breath.

I couldn't hold my breath anymore and immediately opened my mouth.

At the same time that the breath of survival came, something else also entered my mouth, soft, but with a kind of strong domineering, plundering violently, I suddenly opened my eyes wide, looking at the smiling face in front of me, under the rippling water, it seemed particularly unreal.

At this moment, I couldn't think about it, I could only look at him blankly, let him hold me tightly, slowly stood up, and was out of the pool, but his lips still did not leave, and even deepened and deepened, and even my every breath was controlled by him, deep or shallow, or stopped or continued, and it was completely up to me to decide.

The water slowly calmed down, rippling with shallow ripples, and he and I stood in the middle of the huge bath, he was naked, and my clothes were all soaked with water, clinging to my body, feeling the warm touch, I don't know if it was the pool water, or he who was clinging to me.

And his lips were still raging on mine, sucking heavily, gently soothing, and when the tips of my tongues touched, my whole body trembled.

This breath is so long, so long......

After some time, his snort became disordered, and the hand that held me moved restlessly up and down, but it was blocked everywhere, and his breathing was heavy, and then his hand reached for the belt of my chest.

At this moment I suddenly came to my senses, and leaned back sharply, away from his lips, but I could not break free from his shackles.

"Your Highness, I—"

Before I could finish a sentence, the water that had just been poured into my nose choked at this time, and I immediately coughed, and the more I coughed, the more I coughed, and I clinged to his shoulders with both hands to keep from falling.

In the rippling water, I saw his reflection, and seemed to frown slightly, but I didn't get too angry, just caressed my back with one hand, smoothed my breath, and said after a while: "Are you okay?" ”

"It's fine."

I glanced up at him, perhaps because of the days of running, his face was also full of tiredness, and his face was pale, but the moist lips stained with water were red and seductive, and when I thought of why it was so red, my face was hot again, and I lowered my head.

Looking at me, he seemed to smile, moved closer to me, and reached out to pinch my chin.

His face was lifted up by him, and he looked at his shining eyes, and slowly closed them, and the familiar handsome face leaned down on me again, and the hot snort blew on his lips, and it seemed that he was about to imprint my lips again.

"Your Highness."

My hand on his shoulder moved to his chest, and I pushed it gently, he felt something, and immediately opened his eyes, his gaze had cooled a little, I thought about it, and said cautiously: "The slave is not clean......"