Chapter 765 Can't Hold It

Huaxin only heard the sound of "poof", and when she looked up, she saw Heguang Tongchen wading slowly into the water, dressed in plain white clothes, half wet by the splash, for some reason, her heart jumped uncontrollably.

He got closer and closer.

Her heart beat faster and faster.

When he was about to walk in front of him, the painting heart flickered, and Qing Chu got out of her hand like a slippery swimming fish, and pounced straight on Heguang Tongchen.

Huaxin subconsciously reached out to grab it, Qing Chu reached out and pulled it hard, the force was so great that the soles of Huaxin's feet slipped, and a stumbling followed him and pounced towards Heguang Tongchen.

Seeing a big and a small one rushing towards him, he subconsciously went to pick up the painting heart with the light.

In an instant, the painting heart had already fallen into the arms of Heguang Tongchen, and Qing Chu fell into the water with a pop, he fluttered twice and floated up from the water, a sigh, and a look of grievance.

Even though his father is kind to him on weekdays, when he meets his mother, there is no other person in his father's eyes.

"Daddy, after you and your mother have a little sister, will you dislike Qing Chu even more? Qing Chu sighed that his father didn't love his mother, and he climbed up to the edge of the pool.

Wan Ling told him that if his father hugged his mother in the warm pool, he would not be able to look, otherwise he would be blind, so as soon as he climbed out of the warm pool, he did not look back, and ran to the front yard naked.

And the two people in the pool were already extremely embarrassed because he gave birth to a little sister because of his words.

The heart of the painting fell into the arms of Heguang Tongchen, his whole body was soaked, and half of his sleeves were torn off at the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, and on the shoulder bones that were as white as jade, the condensed water droplets fell drop by drop, which was even more exquisite.

The placket is slightly open, the spring light is flashing, and the soaked clothes outline the extremely attractive outline, at that moment, and the light and dust seem to see her walking in the rain on the long street of Lishui that day, bewitching like a demon, beautiful to suffocation.

In the embarrassment, the painting heart raised his eyes slightly, and his four eyes collided in the air, instantly touching the bright sparks in the sky.

She was still hugged by him, and the hot skin made her dare not move, and against his hot chest, the water in the warm pool was almost boiling hot.

And inexplicably, she felt that something was wrong with her body, and she was getting softer and softer, so soft that she couldn't move in his arms, and her body was getting hotter and hotter, hotter than him.

It's so hot that even my breath is burning.

In fact, these days, except for that night, they have not exceeded the norm again, let alone such a combination of humidity and heat.

The two stared at each other for a long time, but no one moved, did not push away to maintain respect, and did not continue to linger further.

As time went by minute by second, Huaxin found that at this time, she looked at him and gave birth to a shameful **, and she actually hoped that he could kiss him......

This is not right!

It's not the first time she's been so close to him, and it's not the first time she's known that he's good-looking, but she's seen something better, such as Chi Ming, so demonic, so provocative, so beautiful, she can hold it, how can she have so little concentration now?

This endless waiting finally made the medicinal properties in the heart of the painting completely exploded, she was almost unable to stand under the weakness of her legs, and fell backwards in a decadence, and Guang Tongchen took a step forward, supported her, and held her waist against the edge of the pool behind her.

Like her, he was almost at the limit of his patience, and they stuck together like two fires burning, devouring, and she blushed like her blush under the red hijab reflected in the candlelight of the double happiness candle on the wedding night......