In this high-end bathroom, they have had fierce and rough love, and extremely gentle love.

Will the same scene and the same person be a little stimulating to her?

Judging from Lin Nuanxi's expression, Beitang Yaori only got disappointment.

[Crazy...]

After turning Lin Nuanxi's body, Beitang Yaori asked her to lean completely against his chest.

He could feel that Lin Nuanxi's body was slowly relaxing, as if he had found a safe support, and his thin back was firmly pressed against his chest, tempting as carefully as a baby.

A trace of gentleness flashed at the bottom of her black eyes. Beitang Yaori raised his hand to stroke the healed scar on her chest, trying to avoid water.

[The first time you gave me a bath, it was here, do you still remember?]

[…]

The person in his arms was quiet and did not respond.

Beitang Yaori raised his hand, inserted his slender fingers into her wet hair, slowly grabbed them together and tied them up, took the clip next to her, and stuck it.

His beautifully curved neck came into his sight, and he suppressed his damn impulse that was not suitable for his heart.

He touched her ears and rubbed her fingertips. There was a small hole in the soft flesh. Beitang Yaori bent down and held her small earlobe with his lips.

Using the tip of her tongue to rub the soft pierces of her ears, she was a gentle, wet and hoarse voice.

[I personally ripped this ear pierced for you. Now it's almost time to open and close, I only feel a small flesh hole.]

[…]

Lin Nuanxi was like a lifeless soft doll, allowing Beitang Yaori to hold her in her arms and kiss her freely.

A gentle kiss that only makes people feel comfortable without a sense of resistance failed to get a little response.

Beitang Yaori restrained her inexplicable annoyance and hugged her in her arms slightly.

[How long does it take to be autistic? This is not your personality. When did you reach out and slap me in the face, where did the courage to resist me go?]

[…]

Beitang Yaori's beautiful lips pulled out a hint of self-deprecating curve, graceful and moist.

[The taste of rights is fascinating? Remember, you hate the rights in my hands the most, but I used the rights in my hands to bring you back here again.]

[…]

[I force you to bathe me here, serve me, and provide me with fun like a pet. At that time, you were embarrassed, embarrassed, and humiliated, which made me very enjoyed.]

[…]

[Lin Nuanxi, at least give me a little response, just to resist me when you used to resist me.]

[…]

Gentle words, ruthless words, provocative words, and exciting words, no matter what he said in Beitang Yaori, the person in his arms was not moving.

A hint of anger flashed between Beitang Yaori's eyebrows, and he tried his best to restrain himself!

[Knock, Master Di, I have sent herbal tea.]

Leng Zhao knocked open the bathroom door and placed a cup of herbal tea that had just been brewed on the exquisite push cabinet beside him.

[Where is the young master?]

There was a sound of emotional ups and downs just now, but now it turned into a cool voice of giving orders.

[The young master is already asleep.]

[Leng Zhao, let Lan Fei be responsible for everything he does at Black Swan Castle from tomorrow.]

[ yes.]

[In addition, sort out the detailed files of the child and put him in my name.]

[ yes.]

[Go out.]

[ yes.]
Chapter completed!