Chapter 13

"You can sleep in my bed." She said frankly.

There is a cunning color from his eyes quietly passing: "also OK." He went to the bed and lay down. As soon as he put his iron arm around her waist, she fell into his arms.

"Let go, I sleep on the sofa!" This guy has a brain, and he hopes to sleep with her. Don't even think about it.

She struggled and wanted to sit up. He pressed her hard: "it's cold. I need to warm you up for a while!"

"Cover the quilt when it's cold!" She didn't kick the quilt to him. If she didn't ask for it, she would kick him.

"The quilt is not as warm as you." He put his chin on her shoulder socket wantonly, her body exudes a faint fragrance, full of bewitching poison, let him have addiction crisis. He obviously felt that his muscles were slowly tightening, which was a man's normal physiological reaction. She was the only woman who could arouse his reaction.

Of course, this does not mean that he will take care of her, he has always been weak feelings, will not easily like a person. She's just special, that's all.

Trapped in this ambiguous posture, Yi Youxia is embarrassed and embarrassed. The heat hidden under his cool skin is slowly spreading out and continuously transmitting into her blood vessels. She feels hotter and hotter and starts to twist her body unconsciously.

……

Yi again summer felt his abnormality, scared even breath all put light, for fear of arousing his beast.

But at this time, the cell phone is dead.

The darkness fell like a curtain again.

With a scream, she didn't care about anything. She buried her head in his chest. Her body was shaking like a frightened cat.

Rong Zhenye's body is stiff. He breathes heavily to prevent adding fuel to the fire and aggravating internal injury. Then he embraces her.

The little girl's skin is not white, it's light honey color, but it's soft and delicate, and it feels very good. He didn't like to touch a woman, but he was addicted to touch her, as if he was holding a piece of warm and fragrant nephrite, very comfortable.

The room is quiet and quiet, with only a heavy and gentle breath weaving silently.

For a long time, the timid voice broke the silence: "Xiao Ye, can you sing me a song?"

Rong Zhenye never answers. He never sings.

The expectant man in his arms raised his eyes and secretly glanced at him. Seeing that his lips didn't move, he pursed his little mouth: "hurry up, I'm not afraid when I hear the song!"

"Listen to your cell phone." He twisted off her ear.

"No, there's no electricity." She spat out her tongue, stretched out her forefinger, and drew a circle on his chest, as if to express dissatisfaction, or to seduce him deliberately.

Chest heat rose sharply, he quickly took this restless hand: "what do you want to listen to?" He surrendered. He didn't know how to pity a woman. He didn't want to ask for a woman, so he completely subverted her.

Yi and Xia showed a sly smile: "as long as you can sing, you can."

He sighed, low voice in her ear, is a nostalgic English song.

His voice is very nice, warm and low, full of magnetism, like a pearl falling on a jade plate. She was intoxicated. Alas, how can this man have no shortcomings?

She also found that his English is very good, standard, authentic American pronunciation, think of their poor English, really shame!

It seems that the ice gourd has read books, and at least completed nine-year compulsory education. It is not a jobless vagrant with no culture at all!

"Xiao Ye, what else can you do if you keep your secret and tell the truth?"

"If you want to know, dig slowly."

After a night of rain and wind, the sky is very clear.

Yi Youxia doesn't know when he fell asleep. He still nestles in Rong Zhenye's arms when he wakes up. Rong Zhenye only dares to close his eyes when he sees her asleep, so he is still asleep at the moment.

She raised her head and peered at him secretly.

Beauty is beauty, even when sleeping are so amazing, enchanting is not worth life.

However, when he was asleep, the edges and corners were much softer than when he was awake, and there was a bit of messy charm.

Although God made a big joke on her, she didn't resent it any more. It's not too bad for her to account for the first time in the hands of such a beautiful woman!

She couldn't help reaching out and touching his face. This guy's skin is too good, sexy wheat color, smooth and flawless, the most important thing is that he doesn't even have a small mole. Is this congenital gene too good, or the day after tomorrow's maintenance good?

When she touches him like this, Rong Zhenye wakes up, but he doesn't open his eyes. He continues to pretend to sleep to see how the woman harasses him?