C95 He washed her clean

Two crisp sounds, followed by Jing Haotian's cries of pain.

Jing Haotian had been beaten until he couldn't get out of bed in a month. This showed just how angry Gong Sheng was.

"Remember, stay away from Miss An in the future. If not, you'll have a good time next time." Before he left, Viagra didn't forget to give him a stern warning.

Jing Haotian glared at the two of them. His entire body was covered in injuries, and his eyes were filled with an unprecedented coldness.

As for what was happening outside, An Xin didn't know at all.

She had just returned to her villa and changed her shoes to prepare to go upstairs. In the next second, she had fallen into a wide embrace.

Gong Sheng held her from behind, lowering his head and kissing her on the cheek.

"You're back." An Xin was shocked by him, and her voice sounded a little hoarse.

"Yes." As Gong Sheng spoke, he turned her body over, raised her chin and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

"Ugh …" An Xin had long since gotten used to the palace sage's attitude, so she allowed him to kiss her obediently.

"Sh, it hurts." Suddenly, a heart-wrenching pain came from her lips, causing An Xin to slightly frown.

Gong Sheng, however, didn't have any intention of letting her go. He continued to forcefully suck and suck until her lips were red and swollen. There were even some places where he could bite through.

"Gongsheng, pain." An Xin used all her strength to push him away, carefully feeling her lips with her hand. When her hand lightly touched him, it hurt. "Hiss, palace saint, what kind of madness are you getting yourself into?"

Did this man suffer some sort of provocation outside? He did this to her as soon as he came back.

"Go take a bath, the clothes smell so bad, I'll throw them away later." Gong Sheng ignored her and carried her straight up the stairs.

"I can wash it myself. Also, where is the stench of the clothes? They do smell like sweat, but it's fine to wash it." An Xin lifted her sleeves and smelled it.

Gong Sheng looked unhappy, "If I say it's smelly, then it's smelly."

"Alright, alright, alright. Put me down and I'll go wash myself." An Xin muttered in her heart.

"I'm afraid that if you can't wash it clean, it will affect my mood."

He carried her into the bathroom.

In the bath, the palace sage washed her from head to toe, feeling that it was still not clean enough.

Lifting her chin, she looked at it again and again, then lowered her head and kissed it again.

"Mmm, palace saint. Mmm, be gentler …" An Xin knew that she wouldn't be able to struggle free, so she decided to make him feel lighter.

Gongsheng's movements faltered slightly before she immediately covered her soft lips.

Gently prying open her lips, the flame stuck its tongue into her mouth, and the kiss slowly became fanatical. Gong Sheng retracted his arm, and held her tightly in his embrace.

He held her in the bath, lips moving from her lips, face, and earlobes to her neck.

Their breathing gradually became hurried.

An Xin's hands had already climbed onto his strong back.

Gong Sheng's kiss became fiercer and fiercer, and he directly moved down from the nape of his neck. He tightened his hand, pressing her down between him and the bathing pool.

"Ugh …" An Xin softly spoke, forgetting where she was.

The temperature in the bathroom was rising rapidly, and the palace saint was no longer satisfied with kissing. His big hand was already in the water, close to her mysterious swamp, he was willing to be sucked into it and fall into the darkness of the swamp.

"Mm …"

An Xin slightly leaned forward, and the moment his large hand touched her body, her entire body felt numb.

His almond-shaped eyes were burning with passion as he listened to her emotional voice. His hands moved behind her back, violently attacking that swamp.