He did not force to continue to give her medicine, put the ointment on her body, loosen the three buttons in front of the shirt, went to the bath. After washing his hands, he sat down on the sofa.

He took out a hand-made cigar from the retro style cigarette box on the tea table. It was lightly contained in the thin lips. He turned on the elbow gun lighter, and the light blue flame went straight up. The handsome and gentle face was close to the fire source, and the cigar was slowly ignited.

He closed his eyes and took a puff of his cigar, and the smoke slowly spewed out from between his lips and nose.

Xia Wanqing smears the ointment and looks at the man sitting there smoking cigars. If he is not so moody, he is still quite attractive.

At least, he's very manly.

He took only one puff and did not smoke any more. The cigar on his fingertips was burning like that, and the smoke was curling.

Xia Wanqing tightly grabbed the bath towel wrapped in her body, thinking that she had no clothes to wear out, she scolded him countless times.

"Why, scold me in my heart?"

His deep and cold voice suddenly came to his ears, and Xia Wanqing was shocked.

"I'm going home." Because she was nearly strangled by the man before, and then drenched in cold water, her voice was very hoarse.

Mu Yu dust if did not hear her words, played the tip of the cigarette ash, cold voice said, "will bring the medicine box."

Summer evening fine sits in bed. Did not move, Mu Yu dust facial expression sinks, "want me to invite you personally?"

Xia Wanqing in the heart of the alarm moment was sharp pull ring, she tightly wrapped in bath towel, whole body uncomfortable from the bed. Climbed down.

He put half of his cigar out in the ashtray. After taking the ointment, his warm palm clasped her bright wrist and pulled her to his lap.

Her subconscious struggle, want to get up, but the slender waist was buckled to death by him.

He took out a white glass bottle from the medicine box, opened the lid, dug a piece of his finger, and looked at her neck with a circle of bruises. His eyes were cruel, and he wanted to go down and beat the man who nearly strangled her!

She is his woman. If you want to fight or scold, he is the only one.

Xia Wanqing saw his cold appearance of wanting to kill people, tightly pursed his pale lips, and did not dare to breathe.

his index finger touches her neck lightly, and the cream touches her skin, showing a cool and comfortable feeling.

After he painted it, he gently massaged her, and half of the burning pain disappeared.

Xia Wanqing doesn't know why he put this medicine in the hotel. Isn't it specially prepared for her?

Think of this, summer evening fine can't help but beat a shiver.

Mu Yu dust lifted eyes light of her one eye, "how, very painful?"

Xia Wanqing naturally won't tell him what she thinks in her heart and shakes her head, "nothing."

After smearing the medicine on her neck, he said to her domineering, "after that, you can only leave my trace from head to foot."

It's sunny in summer and late in summer

"If you let someone leave a mark, whether it's a kiss or a pinch, I won't let you go."

Xia Wanqing looked at the man with a good skin bag but extremely bad personality. She wanted to say something to refute him, but the cold in his Phoenix eyes made her dare not disobey.

"I see." She was stunned at the words. She is not his slave. Why should she listen to him in everything?

Get her answer, his mood seems to improve a lot, Qingjun's face suddenly close to her, almost the tip of the nose.

He's not leaning too close to her head.

But the next second, the back of his head was firmly clasped by his powerful palm.

He bowed his head and grabbed her lip.

Mu Yuchen didn't go to bed. He turned and entered the bath.

In front of the room, he said coldly, "don't run around!"

Until hear bath. Room door is closed sound, summer evening fine just slowly open eyes.

She wanted to take advantage of his bath to escape, but she had no clothes, where could she go?

Mu Yuchen took a bath and came out with a bath towel tied around his waist.

He has a long stature, well proportioned, smooth muscular lines, and a sense of beauty of strength.

Mu Yuchen opened the quilt and lay down to the side of the summer Wanqing. With a long arm, he held her in his arms, "sleeping."

Xia Wanqing's small face clings to his chest. He has just bathed in the fragrance of his body, not bad smell, but with his unique male flavor.

In summer evening, she was red and stiff as a stone.

"Mu, Mr. mu, I can't sleep..." She just wants to go home now.

His low eyes toward her congealed, look in the face of danger, "can't sleep on behalf of the energy is too good, you say we should do something next?"

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