The quilt was not properly covered.

A slender leg rolled out of the quilt and pressed up, and the corner had been kicked to the edge of the bed, in a precarious position.

Lu Zhaohe walked up and pulled the quilt back.

He didn't close it, but lifted it and got into it himself.

Wait until the warm fragrant nephrite is full, then put down the quilt and cover the two together.

Bai Lu slept in a daze, feeling a heat source next to him.

She sighed, leaning instinctively towards her.

Lu Zhaohe had already closed his eyes, but when he opened them again, the dark color under his eyes flashed.

The woman's shallow breath sprayed on her chest, mixed with a soft and sweet breath.

As if dreaming of something, her little hand scratched at his chest, and a whispering sound came out of her mouth.

Forbearance flashed in his eyes, but she got closer and closer, rubbing her cheek against him.

Suddenly turned over and pressed her underneath, and his low voice was full of dangerous hoarseness: "You brought it on yourself this time!" ”

The voice will fall, and the man has already covered it.

Bai Lu was drowsy and drowsy, and only felt a heavy lip flap.

There were familiar hands roaming around his body, stirring up bursts of tingling, and evoking flames of electricity everywhere he went.

I thought it was a dream, until the touch became more and more real.

Bai Lu's breathing became tighter and more rapid.

I vaguely heard someone sigh and chuckle in her ear, "It's been so long, and you can't breathe?" ”

It was as if his heart had been knocked out, and Bai Lu suddenly woke up.

Caught off guard, the four eyes are facing each other.

His dark pupils, the thickness of his eyes, could not have been clearer than what she meant.

As soon as the breath sank, the next second the person began to struggle.

Lu Zhaohe controlled her moving hand, as every time before, as a little pleasure to welcome and reject.

It was only soon that he found out that she was serious this time.

Bai Lu pushed him hard, his nails accidentally scratching his skin, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead because of eagerness.

Her legs were erect, and her knees jerked against a certain point.

Lu Zhaohe's expression was grim, and he easily controlled her, but the scorching atmosphere retreated a little.

"What's the fuss?" He asked in a deep voice, his expression a little tense.

Bai Lu's chest rose and fell, and he exerted his strength one last time.

pushed the person away, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "There was suddenly an extra person in bed in the middle of the night, it should be my reaction, right?" ”

She chuckled, a little sarcastic.

Lu Zhaohe's eyes changed, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and the room was very dark, but it didn't affect the dangerous aura that exuded from his body!

In the past, Bai Portugal must have been cowardly when he saw this scene.

But today, she lay there casually, supporting her forehead with her thin hands, and the corners of her lips hooked up a three-point smile without temperature, "I don't want to do it, it's boring if Mr. Lu has to force it, right?" ”

Boring.

She gave him those three words back.

Lu Zhaohe's gaze met her, and the heat in his eyes had long since faded, replaced by a thin layer of ice.

It's like a sharp ice edge under the eaves of a winter roof, which makes people feel chilly when they look at it.

He tugged at his lower lip, his face full of coldness and detachment, and the man had already stood up.

"I'm not at the point where being a strong man is hard."

Glancing at her coldly, he turned to leave.

The door of the guest room was slammed shut, and Bai Lu breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking of his reaction just now, his mood fluctuated a little.

But soon, she was pressed down again.

She covered herself with the quilt and forced herself to sleep.

As soon as his eyes were closed, the doorknob was suddenly pressed again, and the tall figure stood at the door, Lu Zhaohe actually went and returned!