The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

in the bathroom.

Jiang Yan had just washed off the shower gel foam on his body, and when he heard Lu Jinglun knocking on the door, he thought he was going to say something to her, but who knew that he would always open the door with the word "open the door".

She couldn't squeeze him, so she pulled your bath towel to wrap her body, grabbed the collar and walked to the door of the bathroom, carefully opened a crack in the door, stared at him and asked, "What's the matter?"

After the voice fell, Jiang Yan could see clearly——

The man's eyes grew lustful.

She faintly had a bad premonition, and subconsciously wanted to close and lock the door again.

However, as soon as there was a movement, Lu Jinglun raised his hand and pressed against the door panel, resisting her strength.

Jiang Yan looked at him: "You...what are you doing?"

The latter saw a bit of fear and worry from her eyes, and pulled her lips: "What are you pretending to do? It's not like I haven't seen you lying naked on the bed. Now, is it interesting to play the innocent girl with me here?" ?”

The man's words were full of humiliation.

All she felt was a thorn piercing her chest, and sharp pain hit her.

Before he could think of what to say to fight back, Lu Jinglun had already pushed the door open, grabbed her hand and pushed her against the door panel, pinched her chin, bowed his head and kissed her.

His kiss was impulsive and violent.

Not gentle, but not rude either.

When he hooked her and entangled with his lips and teeth, it gave her the feeling that this man was trying to grab something.

Jiang Yan's hand holding the bath towel on his chest kept tightening, passively bearing it, and said with broken syllables: "I haven't finished the shower yet, you... can you wait a while?"

"No."

When he said these two words, he kissed harder and breathed more deeply.

Jiang Yan knew that there was no way to stop.

She was still wondering if he was going to be here, or because it was inconvenient to take her to the bedroom, she felt a force grab her towel from her back and yank it off.

The back of a bath towel was immediately bare against the door panel.

Cool to the bone.

She was completely exposed to his sight.

On the other hand, Lu Jinglun was still wearing a white shirt, and his chest was wet. I don't know if it was sweat, or it was wet from her undried body during the kiss.

Jiang Yan felt that he was just being used as a tool to vent his desire.

Once this idea popped up, there was an unstoppable trend, spreading to the whole body at the fastest speed.

She reached out to push Lu Jinglun, and when his kiss moved to the neck, she frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you crazy?"

The man stopped kissing her: "Is it crazy to do it with you?"

Jiang Yan looked at his undulating shoulders and neck, and responded to him according to his own understanding: "When you were not so out of control before, especially before the dinner started, did you think of something?"

Lu Jinglun's eyes suddenly shrank.

He moved away from her a little, his eyes fell on her fair face, which was dyed white and red by the steam in the bathroom, and his eyes narrowed dangerously.

She thought she had said something wrong, and tried to make amends: "I... just said it casually."

The man didn't answer what she said, but opened and closed his thin lips and called her name: "Jiang Yan."

"what happened?"

"Say you like me."

Without even thinking about it, Jiang Yan asked back: "Don't you believe it?"

His voice became colder and tougher, and he ordered her expressionlessly: "I'll let you say you like me."