Luo Anning nodded, Rong Yan took off his index finger, bowed his head and gently licked her lips, and asked again, "Does it still hurt?"

Luo Anning's face turned red, and blood all over his body poured onto his face. He... his movements were too emotional. Isn't it a little lustful?

The tip of her tongue depicted her lips, Rong Yan smiled softly, "An Ning, does it still hurt?"

Her head shrank back: "Um... it doesn't hurt anymore."

The man stared at her with a sensible look, his dark eyes shining like stars, and Luo Anning felt a furry feeling that he was being stared at by a wolf.

His eyes were too hot and hot, making it difficult for her to think about it in a wrong way...

"It's good if it doesn't hurt." The man took off her clothes neatly, raised his eyebrows evilly: "Then take a shower. Let's go together."

Luo Anning bulged his little face, subconsciously stretched out his hands and crossed his chest to protect himself, staring at him anxiously and angry, "You, go out first, I will wash myself. Otherwise... Otherwise I will go out first, wash yourself and call me."

"Wife, you're too naive."

No man would keep the meat in his palm and watch her slip away.

With a thump, Luo Anning was thrown into the bathtub. Before his body could stabilize, Rong Yanxin's long body followed closely.

She was shining and smooth, like a newborn baby, and the handsome man around her was dressed neatly...

How can I feel peace of mind no matter how I look at it.

Luo Anning frowned. The man began to scoop up water and pour it on her body with one hand. She screamed, and a chuckle immediately came into her ears.

"Why, are you uncomfortable?" the man asked with a smile on his eyes.

Luo Anning widened her eyes and was dissatisfied: "Didn't you say you want to take a shower? Why don't you take off your clothes?!"

Just taking off her and being looked at by him, she would suffer a lot!

Rong Yan narrowed his beautiful and seductive phoenix eyes slightly, and his fingertips gently slid on her sexy collarbone, his voice full of joking smiles: "Well, I didn't expect you to be so anxious. Well, I'll satisfy you for my husband."

Luo Anning's rebuttal words were still stuck in his throat. He had already stood up quickly, took off his shirt and trousers in a neat manner, and threw them aside.

Sitting down beside her, she hugged her and sat on her lap with her big hand, and used the warm water fingertips to slightly pick her lower abdomen. She was so funny that she roamed around.

Her back was leaning against his hot chest, her skin was tightly fit, with a speechless temptation, confusion and confusion.

"Hiss--" Luo Anning sucked his breath sensitively.

After slapping off his restless hand, Luo Anning began to twist her body and wanted to escape. Rong Yan held her waist with both hands and pressed her down hard, and let out a low muffled groan.

"Don't move, take a good bath." His breath was slightly chaotic and he ordered strongly.

Luo Anningmo, who didn’t take a good shower?

Is it still her who can touch her?

He didn't let him move, but Luo Anning was not as good as his wish. Not only did he struggle, but his whole white and slippery body kept twisting in his arms. She originally wanted to break free from his constraints, but she never thought that the more she moved, the more messy the man behind her was.

Rong Yan held her and turned her over, and sat face to face on his legs. There was a fire burning in his eyes, and his thin lips became more and more red and charming.
Chapter completed!