Chapter 2050

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The girl's body was white as jade without any temperature.

Cotton hand holding bath towel, but not yet dry their own water.

She was stunned for a moment, only feeling in a trance.

Zhan Muqian It shouldn't be here.

He's the president, and there's no reason for him to come to the guest's side house without any reason.

Besides, everyone knows that he and his new favorite, Jingsheng Xiao, are in love.

The taste of love cotton wool is not without experience, two people would like to be stuck in the same place all the time.

How could he come to the side house when he was free.

He shouldn't have come at all.

However, cotton took a few seconds to recover.

Trance and uncertainty were quickly replaced by panic.

She didn't care to dry her body. She just wrapped herself in a bath towel in a panic. She didn't want to look at him, but she looked down to make sure that her body was well wrapped and that no place that shouldn't be exposed was exposed.

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When Mian Mian looks up again, his eyes are on the expressionless face of the man.

There was no expression on his face, but his eyes were dark.

It's not like he's in a good mood.

Although she confirmed that she didn't do anything to provoke him, it's not clear if anyone else provoked him

Cotton felt a little dizzy.

I don't know if it's because the bathroom is too hot and humid, or the arrival of an unexpected guest has forced the air pressure here to a very low level.

All in all, she was uncomfortable.

I lowered my eyes slightly and whispered, "how could you..."

However, she didn't have the chance to say a complete sentence at all. The man standing in the same place suddenly stepped out of his long legs and walked straight towards her.

Mian Mian's heart was in a panic.

Zhan Muqian comes with a menacing force, just like a flood and a beast, obviously uneasy and kind-hearted.

She had no way of predicting what he was going to do.

Just afraid.

Endless fear.

She was helpless.

Cotton can only hold the bath towel and step back. When Zhan Muqian's breath is getting closer, she can't help jogging a few steps.

However, Zhan Muqian approached her faster and forced her into the corner.

With a long arm extended, her small body was confined to a narrow space.

Mian Mian didn't have time to react, but with a big wave of his hand, he pulled off the bath towel she had covered her body.

The voice line is so cold that it's like an icehouse --

"what are you running for? Can you run?"

Mian Mian helplessly avoids his sight and can only shrink himself in a narrow range, for fear that he will touch himself.

Behind is the cold ceramic tile, she bears the cold, can only paste up as much as possible.

Zhan Muqian raised his lips to smile coldly.

There was an ineffable irony in her glance.

His eyes gradually moved down from her flustered little face and fell on her delicate white nephrite.

Mian Mian covers his hands and is directly pulled apart by him.

"It seems that the injury on your body is really good. Is it still painful, eh?"

Mian Mian looked at his lips, and saw the chill of his eyes.

She could not bear shame, and her lips trembled.

"You Didn't you say, let me go? "

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