Sir, don't be too bad

Slightly lowering his eyes, he saw the woman's satin-like black hair hanging over her white shoulders, as beautiful as a saint in a western oil painting.

The aroma of shower gel and shampoo wafted into his nose, making his heart speed up uncontrollably.

Simo's body reacted involuntarily, and with a stretch of his hand, Xia Yiwan's delicate body was pulled into his arms.The cold thin lips gently fell on the girl's shoulders, full of love and cherish.

Si Mo's sudden kiss made Xia Yiwan's body tense up suddenly.

He just finished it, so he might want to...

Sensing her nervousness, Simo paused slightly, but he did not give up his actions.

Xia Yiwan's body was pulled away, and Si Mo's warm thin lips fell on her lips lightly, the tip of his tongue was as gentle as a feather blowing in the wind, drawing the shape of her lips seemingly without a trace.

Xia Yiwan was stunned for a while.

Such a tender, affectionate kiss...

In a trance, Simo's lips had already changed places, and they fell on her collarbone in small pieces, extending to her softness.

"No!" Xia Yiwan was so ashamed that her face paled, she pushed hard, but accidentally pushed it on Si Mo's gauze-wrapped right hand.

Simo's movements stopped suddenly.

"I'm sorry!" Xia Yiwan hurriedly withdrew her hand.

She had seen the wound on Si Mo's hand before, but now she touched it so hard...

Si Mo raised his eyes lightly, and his dark eyes met her clear eyes, and he could see the guilt inside.

A thought flashed through my mind.

Immediately, Simo frowned lightly and took a breath, as if the wound hurt unbearably.

Xia Yiwan was about to flee, when he heard him breathing in, he immediately remembered his wound, turned around and asked in a low voice: "Is it all right?"

Si Mo focused his eyes, approached her ear, and said in a hoarse voice: "Just be good."

Xia Yiwan trembled slightly from his itchy anger, and when she understood the meaning of his words, she felt her face burn.

In the next second, dense kisses landed on her cheeks, stretching to her collarbone, all the way down...

In the silent night, the sound of deep and shallow breathing is particularly obvious.

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Brilliant sunlight penetrated through the gaps between the leaves, through the morning fog, and filled the bedrooms on the second floor.

Xia Yiwan opened her eyes in a daze, and was about to turn over and continue to sleep when she felt something pressing on her waist.

Xia Yiwan rubbed her eyes, then turned to look beside her.

Flying sword eyebrows, straight nose bridge, diamond-shaped thin lips...

In the warm morning light, the man's eyebrows and eyes are particularly beautiful.

Xia Yiwan was taken aback.

In her fantasy, this scene once appeared.

When she opened her eyes in a daze in the morning, there was a gentle and handsome man beside her.

She nestled in his arms, and when she turned around, she could see his clear and gentle eyebrows and his firm skin.

His gentle long arms were wrapped around her waist, and the two were intimate...

"Have you seen enough?" A hoarse and sexy male voice sounded, and Simo slowly opened his eyes, and the playfulness in the dark eyes could not be concealed.

Xia Yiwan was startled, and rolled down the bed in a panic, her legs gave way and she almost fell on the carpet.

In order to let her remember the lesson, Simo punished her for most of the night.

Under Si Mo's smiling eyes, Xia Yiwan finally rushed into the bathroom.

Leaning against the door, Xia Yiwan's heart beat a little flustered.

She actually stared blankly at the person she hated the most, and he even found out.