Chapter 599

Her face did not look good to him either, but also in color.

Muyazhe then cold face, long arm a stretch, then her shoulder pulled over: "said. What do you mean by that remark! "

"I don't mean you're dirty!" Yunshishi stares at him in a cold voice, "I haven't finished washing it, please go out!"

"No?"

Yun Shishi still rubs and washes his body, and regards his words as air.

after all, the man was impatient. She caught her in her arms, cleaned the bubbles in the pool, opened the shower, and began to wash her body.

Cloud poetry pushed him, struggling, water splashed him!

How could muyazhe allow her to make a fool of herself, so she pressed her heavily in the bathtub, and one arm almost clamped her two wrists tightly, so that she completely lost the ability to resist.

The water soon went down, and then changed into a warm water again. Muyazhe patiently wiped her body.

Yun Shi Shi earned nothing but he also gave up struggling, allowing him to wipe all the bubbles on her body.

Lower his head, but he saw her stubborn face, white face, a pair of eyes misty, red lips tightly pressed into a line, even if just for her wipe, some movements on his hand did not measure, hurt her, even so, did not make a sound.

Stubborn as a wounded beast.

It's like repressing yourself and isolating yourself.

But she didn't think about who was in the world.

Her indifference displeased him.

He pinched her chin and asked her, "angry?"

Cloud poetry tightly lips, do not speak, ignore him, let him repeat a few times, also ignore, completely as if he is air general.

She ignored him?

Muyazhe sneered, but he wanted to see how long she could stand?

Cloud poetry closed his eyes tightly, but suddenly realized that there was a strange feeling coming from some part of his body. His eyes were shocked and his body shrunk.

However, he did not allow her to escape, and easily controlled her in his arms.

Cloud poetry stared at him angrily, his eyes were red and dizzy.

Thus, muyazhe pressed her under the body, with only one arm on her shoulder, as if she had been pinned. The physical strength between the two was so great that she could not fight against him at all.

She stared at him so straightly, watching him take off his shirt with one hand, and press down heavily. Her tight mouth was sealed with thin lips. Even though how she dodged, he had the ability to subdue her.

The shower is still spraying water.

Let warm water submerge the two men.

Muyazhe against her lips, unbridled, hard to her.

At first, she was desperately patient, biting the root. Even if he wanted to be cruel, she didn't make a groan.

But moyazhe put his heart to torture her.

She can no longer restrain the feeling / tide in her body. She lost her voice and went deep and deep.

"Muyazhe..." She lost her voice and called his name for the last weak resistance.

Reaching for his shoulder, he grabbed her hand.

Drooping eyes, holding her white fingertips like jade, sucking kiss.

Gradually, the action is no longer rash, but gradually repeated gentle.

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