Xie Yanzhou was defenseless, the black hair on his forehead was wet with water, and even the thick black eyelashes were covered with wet droplets, and then dripped along the cold contour of the line.

The air froze, slightly thin, and was so silent that only the breathing of the two could be heard.

She raised her head and bumped into the man's dark eyes, which were almost free of extra warmth, sinking like a pool of ice, and her thin lips were tightly pursed.

His Adam's apple rolled, with the surging of the storm: "Smell the grapefruit white." He called her, his voice hoarse, but terrifying, "A second time." ”

Wen Yubai stared at his cold eyes, remembering the first time the two of them crossed paths many years ago, only to feel that the chill smashed into her heart like a frozen stone.

He wasn't a man of pity, and she remembered the coldness of the wine in his cup dripping from the top of her head, and the pain of the alcohol seeping into her scars.

Seeing her wandering again, Xie Yanzhou pinched her chin, pushed her cheeks, and gritted his teeth: "Smell the grapefruit white." ”

Wen Yubai came back to her senses, she suddenly didn't even have the desire to be angry, she already understood, didn't she? Her anger didn't mean anything in their eyes, and it only added to the joke.

Still disgusting, but what's the use?

Her chest rose and fell slightly, and when she looked at him again, a smile appeared in her beautiful eyes.

She suddenly stood on tiptoe, reached out and grabbed his cheek, and the water she had splashed on his face just now fell on her hand, cold.

His pupils were still pitch black, and it was weird and scary.

She blinked a few times, looked up at him, her eyes were bright, and against his cold gaze, she put down the glass of "crime", dropped a kiss on his thin and well-defined lips, and then, gently rubbing it, licked him, and hugged him.

The two of them were close to each other, his snort was full of the soft scent of hers, he had had been ill-intentioned tonight, and now, the anger was completely gone, replaced by the anger of another place.

She wrinkled her nose and smiled, her soft fingertips dipped in the water on the tip of his nose, and she drove with him: "So much water? ”

"Smell the grapefruit white." He was cold and dumb, probably trying to punish her for splashing him with water just now.

She was like a little princess spoiled by him, fearless, her warm lips rubbed against his neck, her fingers clasped his bruised hands little by little, and then pulled them to her waist.

"Hold me." She muttered, "Just splash it, it's not the first time, I used to be able to bear it, but now I have to worry about it, speaking of which, I blame you for that allergy, bastard." ”

Her lips and tongue are hot, and she is unreasonable and hard.

Xie Yanzhou's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes were darker, and the hot kiss fell like a storm, leaned over and hugged her horizontally, put her on the sofa, and the tiger's mouth buckled her, not letting her move, the scorching heat swept all over her body, he just stared down at her like that, blocking the light in front of her eyes.

Only the indulgence in his eyes.

He was indeed turning his anger into a little bit of color for her.

She gasped while her fingers traced along his tall lines, his lips were tight, and his thin lips were glistening with the water that the two had kissed, he must have been drinking tonight, and he didn't know whether it was affection or a slight redness after drinking, revealing a cold sexiness.

Reluctantly comfort yourself, forget it, if it's dirty, it's dirty, just be a good-looking duck, it's still free.

Thank you duck.

She whimpered in the misty wind and rain and thought that she would have to change his notes tomorrow.