She slowly raised her head, looked at Fu Tingyuan, and said, "don't let the anger from others vent on me. Fu Tingyuan, I'm not your doormat. "

Fu Tingyuan's eyes contracted slightly and released his hand.

Ronan breathed a sigh of relief and then went out.

Without a step, the man's hand came up again, grabbed her arm and pressed her against the smooth wall of the bathroom. He put his other hand in her face, and he leaned down and bit of a rough kiss on her lip.

Ronan began to eat pain, frowned, struggling to pat his arm, "you..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Fu Tingyuan's tongue took advantage of it and wrapped up the tip of her tongue, which made her speechless.

The bath towel fell from her chest during the struggle. Her red fruit body was pressed between the wall and his suit. He was well-dressed, but he looked a little crazy. When kissing her, he was not calm.

Ronan really hated the feeling.

He was angry in other places, she became his gas bag, this feeling of no respect, let her feel very cheap.

Fu Tingyuan grabs her hand and gropes for the belt on his waist. Her hot fingertips touch the cold metal buckle on his belt. Luo Nan wants to take back his hand as if he was shocked by electric shock, but Fu Tingyuan holds it. He raised his head slightly, and looked at her with his eyes full of love. He said hoarsely in her ear: "untie it."

Luonanchu's shoulder shrunk unconsciously. She leaned back and her bare back was pasted on the wall. She just wanted to embed her whole body into it. "Fu Tingyuan..." She called his name timidly and vaguely, "huh?" The man put his forehead against her forehead, the voice was hoarse ambiguous, his breath sprayed on her face, with burning heat. He's on the rise, Ronan felt it at first.

With her, he's not very abstinent.

Luonan Chuwei pursed his lips, carefully stretched out his hand to untie the leather buckle on his belt. With a "click" sound, her face suddenly turned red. Fu Tingyuan kisses her earlobe like a reward, holding her hand and letting her hold the zipper of his suit pants and slowly pull it down.

The sound of pulling the zipper down slowly made Ronan's skin tingle. She never knew that the pants chain was so grinding.

……

I don't know when the switch of the shower was opened.

The hot water overflowed.

"Light A little... "

Her voice was vague in the water.

Fu Tingyuan bowed his head and kissed her lip.

His suit coat had fallen to the ground, with a single shirt on it. Now it was drenched with water. Her forehead was close to the skin of his heart. She could feel his heart beating fast.

Listen to that sound, there is a kind of trance of the illusion of being loved by him.

She hated the illusion.

She tried to get out of that feeling and looked up at him. The man's eyes were looking at her. His black pupil was stained with the beauty of Qinyu and some dark shadows. She could not tell the feeling. She just felt that when Fu Tingyuan looked at her, he seemed to be jealous of something