After entering the elevator, Song Zhiyi's head arched out of her coat restlessly.

She only felt that she was dying of heat and thirst!

And Gu Jinyan is like a pool of spring water, which can help her quench her thirst.

As she writhed, the coat wrapped around her fell to the ground, exposing her snow-like skin to the air.

Gu Jinyan's expression froze, and he looked up at the camera in the elevator.

In just a second, the red light on the camera went out and the elevator doors opened.

Gu Jinyan had a cold face, and strode out of the elevator with her in his arms and entered the suite.

Song Zhiyi's breathing became more and more chaotic, and her body was tightly pressed against Gu Jinyan, wanting to relieve the discomfort on her body, and Gu Jinyan was undoubtedly like an antidote.

Gu Jinyan frowned, trying his best to restrain himself.

He stepped into the bathroom and put the woman in his arms into the bathtub.

However, before the hand was released, the weak hands of the woman in his arms suddenly climbed up, hugging his neck tightly, the chaotic breathing sound blew through the roots of his ears, Gu Jinyan's body stiffened violently, and his Adam's apple rolled.

"Doctor Song, calm down."

Gu Jinyan broke her hand away, and her voice was hoarse.

Song Zhiyi seemed to hear his words, there was no longer any movement in her hands, and her misty eyes stared at him.

Gu Jinyan's ink pupils shrank, and some kind of lingering picture seemed to flash in his mind.

Gu Jinyan took a deep breath, turned on the switch of the shower, and the cold cold water flowed down, and the woman in the bathtub snorted.

The coldness stimulated Song Zhiyi's nerves and made her sober for a moment.

She tugged at the edge of the tub and looked up to meet a pair of deep dark eyes.

The four eyes met, and the air was stained with an ambiguous atmosphere of entanglement.

"Sober?"

Song Zhiyi's white shirt was stained with water and became a transparent color, clinging to her fair skin.

The looming feeling is even more imaginative and evocative.

Song Zhiyi stared at him fixedly for a while, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether this was a dream or reality.

The black and white apricot eyes became more and more blurred, and countless crazy thoughts broke out of the chrysalis.

The period when she and Gu Jinyan were most affectionate came to mind, and the two who were in love at the beginning of their love were tired of being together almost day and night.

She needed him.

Whether it's a dream or reality, she needs him.

A tight string in her mind was completely broken, Song Zhiyi looked at the man who was close at hand, put her red lips together, and pasted it.

Her lips were soft and hot, and the kiss was warm and similar.

People can't help but have a little sense of familiarity.

Gu Jinyan's body stiffened, and her breathing was a little messy with her.

"Doctor Song, I'm not a gentleman!"

Beauty is in her arms, and she is so coquettish, although Gu Jinyan has excellent self-control, she can't sit still.

Song Zhiyi raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her, her eyes seemed to be stained with a layer of mist.

"Ayan."

"Help me."

Her voice was so soft that it fell into the ears of any man, and he was afraid that he would immediately help her untie her clothes.

Gu Jinyan's breath stagnated, and the only reason she had was overcome by the impulse she evoked.

He stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the woman's small waist, gently took her into his arms, picked her up, and went straight to the bedroom bed.

"Doctor Song, don't regret it."

Gu Jinyan's voice was low and hoarse, and the good smell on his body fascinated Song Zhiyi.

She didn't answer, just drilled into the man's arms, as if to prove her decision with her actions.

The fire on Gu Jinyan's body was ignited at once.