Obsessive, the CEO's sweetheart

Hearing Xin Gan sobbing, Fu Lang rubbed her with his soft and slightly hot palm, then with red eyes he pulled his hand away from under her clothes and picked up the girl sideways.

The man's trouser legs were soaked, and he rolled around on the beach that was flooded by the sea water. Even his body was covered with a lot of sand, and he looked in an indescribable state of embarrassment.

Fortunately, there were not many people at the beach at this time, and their location was very remote. Most people would not go so far away. Otherwise, if someone saw Fu Lang and Xin Gan soaking wet, they might think they had done something bad.

Of course, what happened at the beach tonight was not innocent in the first place.

Fu Lang carried Princess Xin Gan back to the car.

When we were making out just now, I didn't feel particularly cold, but rather a feeling of alternating hot and cold. Now I was wearing cold, wet and heavy clothes, which stuck to my skin in a messy manner. On the way back to the car, I was blown by the night wind. Xin Gan's face was snow-white, and her lips, which were originally red from being kissed, seemed to have turned into a very light rose pink because of the cold.

When being stuffed into the car, Xin Gan felt so cold that she crossed her arms and her slender body trembled, "Cold..."

Fu Lang quickly turned on the heater in the car, and soon the air in the car finally became warm.

However, the clothes are wet and the cold is always there, unable to dissipate. Even if there is heating in the car, it is only a temporary solution and not a permanent solution.

Fu Lang poked his cheek with the tip of his tongue and thought:

She has to take off her wet clothes.

"Fu Lang, what are you doing..." The girl screamed briefly. It turned out that Fu Lang squeezed into the back seat, closed the car door, and started to strip off Xin Gan's thin white sweater, which was soaked with water, cold and heavy, and threw it under the seat.

The lights in the Bentley Mulsanne were not on, only the faint beautiful moonlight was borrowed. The interior of the top luxury car was almost entirely pure black, giving it a high-end feel. The female body exposed in the darkness had skin so white that it was dazzling, as if it was covered with a faint halo.

A charming girl with long black hair sticks to his body. The extreme white and the extreme black, the two colors are in sharp contrast and charmingly intertwined, impacting people's vision.

Without the coverage of her top, Xin Gan felt extremely insecure and raised her hands to hug her chest, not wanting the man to see.

Little do people know that the beauty of the top-level fishing line is still the pipa half-covered.

The girl's arms covering her chest were delicate and white. The bra, which had been undone by the man earlier, hung loosely but stubbornly on her body, as if she was making a last struggle.

One of the light pink shoulder straps slipped down from her slender shoulder and half hung on her arm, adding a bit of charm for no reason.

Of course, Xin Gan had no intention of deliberately seducing Fu Lang.

She already had a hard time dealing with Fu Lang, so how could she deliberately seduce him?

But Xin Gan didn't know that she didn't need to say or do anything to Fu Lang. Her very existence was already a temptation to Fu Lang.

Fu Lang's blood boiled in his body, and his lower abdomen suddenly tightened. He resisted a certain impulsive impulse, and his larynx rolled twice. He said in a hoarse voice, half answering, half coaxing: "Baby, you have to take off the wet clothes, otherwise you will get sick if you wear them."

Hearing the word "sick", Xin Gan frowned cutely.

She has been weak since childhood and is most afraid of getting sick.

When you are sick, you have to get injections and take medicine.

Xin Gan bit her rose-colored lips. Although she was a little reluctant, she still hesitantly opened her hand to Fu Lang, and said softly: "...Well, take it off."

Anyway, this wasn’t the first time Fu Lang took off her clothes.