Chapter 170

"Cold? Your clothes are wet. "

The next second, Bo Mu Yan put out his hand and gently picked up her bangs on the forehead. His voice slowed down deliberately.

Dian Xiaoxing blinked slowly, and didn't return to the road“ You didn't make it

Dian Xiaoxing regretted this sentence. She bit out her lower lip in chagrin. Her original intention was that Bo Muyan wet her clothes, but the sentence she just said seemed too ambiguous.

Sure enough, Bo Mu Yan's vision became more hot, and his big hand on her waist began to touch her up and down intentionally or unintentionally.

"You can only be me..." with a bewitching voice, endless reverie lingers in dianxiaoxing's ears.

Dian Xiaoxing's face suddenly became red to her ears. She quickly did not open her eyes and did not dare to look into Bo Muyan's eyes.

"Brother, I want to go back and change my clothes. It's a shame to be seen by others." Then, her voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Bo Mu Yan's eyes looked at her darkly. After a long time, he finally said, "OK."

After that, he picked up dianxiaoxing and walked towards the hotel.

"Brother, I can come down and walk by myself..." the distance from the beach to the hotel is quite far, and Dian Xiaoxing raises his head.

Bo Muyan ignored her. The body in his arms made his handsome face tense and he seemed to be restraining something.

"Brother..." see Bo Muyan no response, Dian Xiaoxing called him again.

"Be quiet!"

"..." Dian Xiaoxing closed his mouth in an instant.

Why did my brother suddenly become so fierce? Just now, he had a good time with himself. Now that he says he's going to turn over, he's going to turn over.

Did you do something wrong?

Dian Xiaoxing wronged looking at Bo Muyan, shrink in his arms no longer move.

Bo Mu Yan slightly squints, pretends to be indifferent and glances at the Lilliputian in his arms.

His desire for dianxiaoxing has exceeded his mastery of self-control.

Whether in her happy smile, or innocent grievance, he wants to rub her into his body.

To him, she is like a walking spring Yao, full of temptation.

But Bo Muyan knows that it's too early to do it now.

His constant restraint inexplicably turned into a violent, trying to suppress the fire in his heart.

After returning to the hotel, Dian Xiaoxing quickly went into the bathroom to take a bath.

Bo Mu Yan is a person sitting in one side of the chair, turn on the computer to prepare for work, but the constant sound of water coming from his ear makes him rarely unable to concentrate.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he seemed to see Dian Xiaoxing standing under the shower.

Think, the body will come from the depths of the pain.

Bo Muyan felt that his inner line of defense was collapsing bit by bit.

It's because he overestimated himself. As long as he knew, he shouldn't take Dian Xiaoxing with him on business.

Bit by bit the time passed, at this time, the bathroom door opened.

Dian Xiaoxing, wrapped in a bath towel, pokes out a small head with long wet hair behind her. She steps on the floor barefoot. Her red face is a little bit flustered: "sorry, brother, I forgot to change my clothes. Can you help me take off my clothes in the trunk..."

Bo Mu Yan's vision suddenly became hot. Behind her, Dian Xiao Xing, who was reflected in the vision, was covered with the hot fog in the bathroom. Against her blushing face, there was a kind of soul stirring beauty, with bone etching... Bewitching.