"Turn around."

Jin left light voice, dumb voice line to cover his urgent need for emotion.

Jiang Fu turns around, fingers intertwined, do not know where to put.

She sprayed herself ten thousand times in her heart. At that time, she didn't drink Erguotou on the cruise ship. Where did she get the gall to sleep him so hard? How did she become a little white rabbit now?

What a shame.

Jin Zuo stood up from the sofa, walked behind her, took the hair dryer and helped her dry her hair.

His cool fingertips touched the skin behind her ears, which made her blush unconsciously.

"Eat something first."

Putting away the hair dryer, Jin turned left and opened the takeout box on a small tea table.

He stooped to fiddle with the dinner plate. Jiang Wu looked at his back so quietly. He was strong and muscular, not strong with thick bones, but just right wide shoulders and narrow hips.

Ginger charm like a moth, swimming in the dark, see this tempting light to rush up.

"I'm not hungry."

Ginger charm hugs him from behind, the voice is sticky, like stirring a can of honey in his ear.

Her initiative, let him fiddle with the long fingers of the plate, slowly stopped action.

After caressing her slender wrist and pinching it, Jin Zuo repressed her last reason and took a deep breath in her airway:

"eat first, good boy."

"Well."

Jiang Wu has been nearly mumbling, she doesn't care, she wants to rely on the can of drink.

Her hand swam on Jin's left waist, stroked his tight abdomen, gently rubbed the shape of his abdominal muscles, the touch texture of her palm, and the heart beat with every leap.

"Jiang Wu, are you sure?"

Jin Zuo slowly tightened his grip, and his voice became dry and urgent.

"I, I want you."

She half closed her eyes and put her face on his back. The honey in her voice became thicker and thicker.

After that, she stood on tiptoe and opened her mouth to kiss his earlobe, playing around like eating candy.

The man gave a chuckle.

But the voice of her throat, still like invisible encouragement, made her work harder.

Jin turned his head in an instant, and Jiang Fu saw his eyes -

the two-way cold eyes, now burning red.

Without time to think, Jiang Fu felt a whirl of heaven and earth. In a moment, she was pressed on the soft bed.

Open blurred water eyes, she raised her hand, slowly stroked his face, his eyebrows, gently spit out a breath.

It's good. It's good to be with him like this.

Jiang Wu unties her bathrobe awkwardly, and her shaking hands make this action be extended by Yu Wang deliberately, which exudes fatal temptation every second.

Jin Zuo gazed at her movements, and there was a storm surging in her quiet eyes.

Share every inch of your mouth.

Jin's nose was burning all over her neck.

She can't help but tighten her toes. Under the breath, she pinched his arm and asked:

"you, you It's a good grind... "

"Oh."

Jin Zuo couldn't help but chuckle. He straightened out her broken hair and said in his ear, "OK, I want you now."