Chapter 761

Body, ice and fire.

I regret to die. I used to watch so many movies, otherwise it would not be so hard. Nanqiao bit her lip and slid into the pool of cold water in the bathtub. The cold water overflowed her nose and mouth from her neck and brought her a brief soberness.

Inside, it's getting hotter and hotter. It's like baking on a grill. The water in the bathtub seems to be warming because of her hot skin.

"Well..." a groan overflowed from her mouth. Nanqiao covered her mouth in horror, and her eyes turned red.

Outside the bathroom, the sound insulation is not very good. Ying muyao clearly hears the sound of a kitten whining and laughing.

He went over, knocked on the frosted glass door, and sucked his cheek. His eyes were full of smile, and his voice was magnetic: "Qiao Qiao, are you ok? If not, I'll call someone for you

The voice seemed to be whispering in Nanqiao's ear, like a cluster of current flowing through her body, numb and crisp, which made her almost uncontrollable.

She clenched her lips and repressed them.

From Nan, to Nanqiao, to Qiaoqiao, if she didn't understand what Ying muyao wanted to do, she was so stupid.

"Big asshole." Nanqiao gnashing his teeth, "your voice is really ugly, more effective than cold water, I instantly feel nothing."

Ying muyao

His face was extremely dark, as if his self-esteem had been greatly insulted. As soon as he opened the glass door, he was about to enter. The next second, an unknown object hit his handsome face.

With a bang, the unidentified object fell on the ground. It was a bottle of essential oil. At the moment, the glass bottle had been broken, and the smell of lavender was scattered, rich and fragrant.

And on his forehead, there was a clear sense of pain, and the warm liquid slowly slid down

The bathroom was suddenly quiet. No, it was dead.

Nanqiao looked at him and swallowed her throat subconsciously. The century storm began to brew in her black eyes.

The second time, his head was opened for the second time!

"Nan!"

His face was ferocious. Nanqiao could not help sliding to the edge of the bathtub. His hands were afraid to grasp the wet clothes. He said in a trembling voice, "I didn't mean it. I really didn't mean it. I'm afraid you'll come in. I'm a beast. What can I do if I destroy your innocence?"

Ying Mu Yao squinted and walked slowly towards her. He was dangerous and oppressive. His indifferent voice rang out: "it's hard for you to think about me. Should I repay you?" "Pause," for example, to help you solve the immediate difficulties

Nanqiao leaned back subconsciously and waved his hand: "no, no, don't hurt the young master."

"No grievance." Ying muyao squatted down in front of her. The smile on her face shook her mind. "It's just helping others. Do you want it?"

As he spoke, his hand touched the buckle of his belt.

She stared at the blood from the corner of his eyes, the smooth texture of the semi Luo body, and the pants that he would break off with a little press. Her lips moved and her body moved. She couldn't help it!

At the moment when she was about to reach out her claws and be conquered by the Communist Party, she tried not to start. Her voice was crying: "young master, brother, I beg you to go out quickly. I can't help it. Please do me a favor and don't punish me any more, OK?"

"Oh." Ying muyao's slender hand raised and pinched her chin. Nanqiao struggled. His fingertips immediately forced him to hold her, slowly approaching her. The smell of male hormones came to his face.

Nanqiao's shoulders were shaking and he was forced to look up at him.