Sir, don't be too bad

Simo's voice was hoarse, and the words he spoke were like thin sandpaper, grinding Xia Yiwan's ears and body, making her whole body uncontrollably covered with goosebumps.

Xia Yiwan trembled slightly, and hurriedly pushed his hand away: "I'll do it myself."

This man is too black-bellied, who knows what kind of hole he dug to wait for her.

Only, her refusal was ignored again.

Before she could react, she had already been stripped naked, and Simo carried her into the bathtub and slid into the warm water together.

"Now it's your turn," the man said, turning her over.

Two people face to face.

Xia Yiwan immediately covered her face with her hands.

In the past, although there was foreplay between them, the lights were turned off anyway.

Now that the bathroom is brightly lit, she really can't look directly at the bright man in front of her.

"Don't you want to ask questions?" Si Mo asked hoarsely.

Xia Yiwan bit her lips when she heard the words: "Then close your eyes."

"Okay." The man readily agreed.

Xia Yiwan secretly opened her eyes, looked through her fingers, and saw Si Mo half lying in the bathtub with her eyes closed.

"Don't open your eyes all the time."

As Xia Yiwan said, she stretched out her hand and drew circles on Si Mo's chest.

It seems that this is always the case when women take the initiative to attack in the script.

After swiping a few times, Xia Yiwan saw that the two spots on Si Mo's chest were slightly raised, and she immediately became curious.

He stretched out his hand, grabbed it, and grabbed it.

"Hiss!" Si Mo gasped.

Is this woman flirting with him, or trying to strangle him to death?

Xia Yiwan thought that Simo was showing agitation, so she made two hands together, grabbed them, and then pulled them suddenly.

Simo opened his eyes, his molars were grinding: "Xia Yiwan! Are you going to murder your husband?"

"Are you uncomfortable doing this?" Xia Yiwan asked shyly and embarrassingly.

Si Mo sighed, pulled her over, pushed her down hard, and kissed her.

In order to avoid being disabled before he is happy, he should do it by himself.

After a lot of tossing, Xia Yiwan was exhausted, and as for asking questions, she had long been thrown out of the blue.

The next morning, Xia Yiwan was sleeping soundly when she heard Simo's cell phone ringing.

After a few minutes, Simo Yao woke her up: "I want to tell you something."

Xia Yiwan was taken aback by his seriousness, immediately turned over and sat up, and asked in a trembling voice: "Is it grandma..."

"No, it's Yan Xiao. She got lost at the film festival."

Xia Yiwan was startled for a moment, and then his face changed drastically: "Where is Yu Han, didn't I let him look at him and smile?"

"Before he walked on the red carpet, he found that the accessory was missing, Yan Xiao went back to get it, and the result was..."

Xia Yiwan panicked all of a sudden, and hugged Simo: "Then you hurry up and ask someone to look for her, laugh at her bad English, and don't understand French at all, if she is met by a bad guy..."

The more Xia Yiwan thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she even cried when she spoke.

Yan Xiao was already like a family member to her, and she dared not imagine a worse outcome.

Seeing her panic-stricken appearance, Simo's heart softened and he hurriedly hugged her to comfort her: "Yu Han has already called the police, I will immediately ask the people over there to help find her, and she is also very smart." , should be fine."

"Then quickly call your friend." Xia Yiwan pushed him away.

Si Mo looked at her silently, turned over and got out of bed to make a phone call.

The news that Xia Yiwan had Yan Xiao was that night, that is, in the early morning of Paris.