"Baoqi, touch."

A low, hoarse voice with Leng Xiao’s unique commanding tone.

Of course, it is also mixed with a strong lust.

As if he was burned by his hand, Baoqi quickly shook his hand away and put it in front of him, his mind was as chaotic as if he was about to fall.

"Uncle Second, didn't you say that I'm a shameless person, I'm shameless, don't you want me... Why do you still come to provoke me at this time? You know... I... I..."

"Fart!" Leng coldly scolded her. Leng Xiao's shower was rushing towards her. Then he pressed her entire body against the wall, rubbing her with a hot body, and hummed: "Baoqi, you have been messing with me."

"Where do I have it?! Even if it's me, I'm tired, I'm wrong, second uncle, I won't provoke you now, let me go?" After the death of my aunt, Baoqi seemed to have been greatly impacted, and her voice became much softer. She had no confidence in her words. She was like a little white rabbit that could be bullied.

And this is exactly what Leng Xiao can't stand!

He couldn't stand Baoqi, who was desperate to die.

His eyes turned dark. He pulled her hand hard and put it in front of him again, raising it high with excitement, "See? Isn't it all the result of your provocation?"

A man who makes a point of reason!

His mind buzzed, and Baoqi felt that he was about to faint. Although he knew that he was bullying her, his stupid mind could not find a word to refute him, and his thinking seemed to be empty.

My heart was tighter.

Crazy...

With the sound of running water, the man's body suddenly became stiff and cold and violently sounded from the top of his head.

Gritting teeth, cutting teeth, and pausing words, making me so cold that I am so frightened.

"Baoqi, how dare you lie to me?"

Baoqi buried her head and did not dare to respond to him.

And she lost the place she covered with her hands. After being washed by waves of water, the medicine was melted by the water, the fragrant rose appeared little by little. Naturally, again, her lies were exposed.

The man's eyes were not changed, and he was angry and happy. I wonder if he was happy or angry.

Once again, he didn't understand.

What the hell is this little woman doing?

Why do you want to hide the roses again?!

Forget it, I can't care so much now. In two days, when the Blood Wolf's investigation results in Country M come out, everything will be understood. No matter what tricks she is playing, since the photos on her phone are still there and the Rose is still there, it can at least prove that she still has him in her heart.

And these are enough!

Now, he was so close to her, and his nose smelled the smell on her body, and he was no longer able to think about other more serious issues with rationality. There was only one thought in his mind. He had been holding it in his mother for five years, and now he wanted to mess with her hard. As for other messy things.

To put it bluntly, as long as he doesn't care, what's the matter?

At this moment, when I saw the long-lost rose flower appearing in front of him again with dewdrops, the little beast in my heart that had been covered with dust for five years was clamoring. The strong desire came more violently than every night that had tormented him in the past five years, so fierce that his desire was painful.

He wants her, he only wants her.

This eager physiological desire temporarily dominated his brain and pierced his nerves.

Wolf-like eyes, fiery, sharp—

This time, he wanted to do her in bed.

Because he heard that the bed would give women a sense of security.

A pair of cold eyes turned red, his body rolled and felt hot. He held her with one hand and untied his wet clothes with the other, allowing the flowing water to pass through his delicate and tight texture little by little.

Wow!

He sighed with satisfaction as he pulled her body over to him.

Urgent! Quickly clean each other's body, regardless of the weak struggle of the woman, she picked it up and held it in her arms and put it on the big bed in the room. As soon as she entered the room, she heard Fang Weijiu's roar outside the door, and didn't know what was driving evil. His cold eyes added a little more fanaticism.

Fang Weijiu likes Baoqi, he has always known that.

If you want to steal his woman, you have to try whether you have the ability.

Similarly, the sound outside was like thunder, and Baoqi naturally knew that not only Fang Weijiu was there, but also the other three men were standing at the door.

Her wet body curled up to the head of the bed as much as possible. When she saw the man approaching her step by step, her face changed again and again, "Second uncle, don't... there are people outside!"

Just looking at her reluctant look, Leng Xiao thrust inexplicably in his heart.

Some emotion filled his heart. It became soft and soft, but he had to harden his heart and approached his face with a cold face.

The next second, most of the hard body as hard as Mount Tai pressed on her body, grabbed her white toes, groping upwards, with a hoarse voice, and asked, "Are you afraid of being afraid of him? Are you afraid of hearing?"

Being tightly pressed by his hard body, Baoqi's heart beat very fast, feeling that she was about to lose breath.

She squinted her lips, squinted her eyes slightly, opened her mouth to breathe, trying to ignore his touch. However, the human cerebral cortex and nerve center are often not dominated by consciousness.

It's sour and numb.

The blood is boiling little by little...

But she couldn't say a word.

"Don't you want me?" The man coldly grabbed her clenched fist and pressed it on top of her head, "Say, you want me!" When he said these words, his scorching breath sprayed on her face.

Familiar, so familiar, Baoqi's chaotic mind was confused.

The tip of my heart is straight and tight.

This man was so familiar with him. Even after five years of separation, his hoarse voice, cold face, and a strong hormonal manly aura never left her thoughts for a second. She remembered that five years ago, every time he wanted her, he had this expression. Now, he has a little more evil sexiness than before.

She admitted that he knew better how to touch her.

She also knew that this time he was different from the last time on the sofa, and he was not just trying to harm her or tease him.

He is serious.

And all the actions he was doing at this time showed this fact.

The low pressure on his face was as heavy as the weather before the storm, dark, cloudy, cold, and cold... I saw him take the bedside table specially provided by the hotel...

He actually wore two!

This action is too dazzling.

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Chapter completed!