Quick Transmigration: After Villain Reaches Full Level

In Du Han's dark pupils, the beautiful facial features of the other party are reflected, and there seems to be a hazy light on her body, which makes people want to approach and sink.

Du Han felt his mouth dry, his Adam's apple slowly slid, and he swallowed hard.

Du Han was pushed, and he heard a vague voice: Get out of the car first...

The sound seemed far away.

It seems very close again.

Du Han didn't move, he was pushed again, Didn't you hear? Get out of the car first...

Du Han responded with a sound, opened the door, and pushed the door open after a few clicks.

He pushed down the door.

It was just an act of getting out of the car, but Du Han seemed to have used a lot of strength, leaning on the side and breathing slightly.

The clothes couldn't be pulled off, and he felt hot... stuffy, uncomfortable.

Hua Wu took her things down, turned her head and saw Du Han leaning on the car door, tilting her head slightly, her profile smooth and perfect, inexplicably provocative.

Hua Wu sighed and took a few steps towards him, Can you still walk?

Du Han: Hmm.

Hua Wu stood by and waited for him, Du Han slowed down, and slowly walked towards the elevator.

Du Han's body was a little unstable, but fortunately he walked into the elevator by himself.

The elevator went up, Du Han grabbed the handrail of the elevator, his head drooped slightly, and Hua Wu couldn't see his face.

Hua Wu stood beside him, Did you drink something unclean?

Du Han: Maybe...

After all, Du Han is an adult, and he has been around Wu Ting for so long. Now he is very clear about what is going on with his body.

Hua Wu was silent for a few seconds, and then said, How about I take you to the hospital?

Du Han: No need.

Du Han refused to go to the hospital, and Hua Wu was not easy to talk about. After all, boys also need to save face.

Ding--

The elevator doors slowly retreated to both sides.

Du Han stepped out first, but somehow he stumbled on the carpet outside the elevator. If Hua Mong hadn't pulled him quickly, he would have fallen to the ground.

The temperature from the arm, as if a subtle electric current ran through the body, made Du Han's body tremble.

Hua Wu felt that Du Han had no strength in his body, so he could only support him: Can you stand firm? Forget it, hurry up...

Fortunately, their room was not far from the elevator, and Hua Wu took him there and asked him to take the key card to open the door.

Du Han touched his body a few times, but he couldn't feel it. The tip of his nose was full of the aroma of her body, and the smell made him even more dizzy.

Hua Wu made him lean against the wall, found the room card on him, opened the door, You really don't want to go to the doctor...

Before Hua Wu's words were finished, Du Han suddenly reached out and held the hand she was about to withdraw.

When Hua Mist looked over, he leaned over to stick the seductive softness like petals.

The hot temperature pressed against the cool lips, and at that moment, something exploded in my mind, and my whole body felt numb.

The girl glared at him slightly, but just felt a bit of coldness, she pulled him into her arms, and the door closed with a 'bang'.

The room card has not been inserted, and the whole room is dark.

Hua Wu leaned against the mirror in the entrance, Du Han's scalding body and her body fit tightly.

The fiery and scalding kiss swept towards Huawu like a gust of wind and rain, and the oxygen in the chest was exhausted little by little.

The temperature on Du Han's body was so high that Hua Wu felt scalded when she touched him, and she almost suffocated in Du Han's unruly kiss.

De... be cold.

Du Han heard Huawu's voice, moved for a while, his lips and teeth staggered, and wiped her cheek, the next second Huawu's shoulders sank.

The young man embraced her and leaned on her body, his heavy breathing fell on her ear, like a group of flames.

Hua Wu was finally able to breathe fresh air, but at this time, all she felt was the cold breath, and the scalding temperature on his body was transmitted to her.

Du Han was still rational, he wanted to let go of Hua Wu, but his body seemed to be disobedient, instead he held her tighter.

In the dark room, there was only the sound of their breathing.

Du Han heard the beating of his heartbeat beside his ears, which lost its frequency.

He tentatively kissed Huawu on the side of the neck, and after finding that he was not rejected, he seemed inspired to capture the soft coolness in the darkness again.

The figure melted into the darkness, and it was impossible to tell who was who.

...

...

After Du Han took a shower, he came out of the bathroom and saw a mess on the ground, a trace of embarrassment and embarrassment flashed on his face.

His eyes followed the clothes hanging by the bed, and finally fell on Hua Wu, who had half of her face buried in the quilt. She slept very deeply, and there was still crimson on her beautiful face.

Du Han picked up the clothes on the ground, put them aside, stood quietly beside the bed, and looked at the sleeping person.

After standing for a few minutes, Du Han walked around the bed, got up from the other side, lifted the quilt and lay in, hugging her from behind.

...

...

When Hua Wu woke up, it was already past eleven in the morning.

Behind Du Han's broad and warm chest, she turned to look at him.

Du Han was already awake, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing her moving, his body adjusted his position very cooperatively and made her turn around.

Hua Wu looked at him for two seconds, Why didn't you leave?

...

This sentence dispelled Du Han's previous thoughts on how to face the problem.

How could she say it like that...

Du Han looked at her expressionlessly, before saying, This is my room. Where is he going?

Hua Wu raised her hand to support her forehead and said slowly, ...Oh, I forgot.

After this sentence, Hua Wu didn't move, and Du Han didn't make any moves. The two of them lay quietly.

Until Huawu's cell phone rang, and the bell came from the direction of the door, Huawu looked cold.

Du Han let go of her and went to get her phone.

I'm still at the hotel... In the afternoon... I'll talk about it when I get there. Hua Wu said a few words and hung up the phone.

Du Han was already dressed, Hua Wu threw away the phone and lay back again.

You won't get up?

Tired. Hua Wu didn't want to move.

...I'll go get something to eat. Du Han said, You can sleep a little longer.

Well. Hua Wu stopped Du Han before he went out: When you come back, help me get a set of clean clothes next door.

Du Han responded and found her room card.

Walking out the door, Du Han stood in the corridor, always feeling strange...

It stands to reason that this morning should be an awkward scene, why do they get along so naturally?

Du Han didn't want to understand this problem, so he went to buy food first, and then went to the next door to get clothes.

When Du Han came back, Hua Mist was already up and was brushing her teeth in the bathroom.

She casually put on a piece of his clothes, as if she had no strength, leaning against the washstand, her legs under the clothes were thin and slender, like a perfect work of art.

Du Han inexplicably remembered some vague memories from last night...

He quickly shifted his gaze and handed her the clothes: Clothes.

Huawu came out after changing clothes in the bathroom and sat at the table to eat.