She was pressed against the cold tiles by him, and a Nemo fish was swimming across the blue tiles like the sea. The round mouth was raised from her ears. She tilted her face, as if talking to that

Little fish kiss.

His hot and moist lips slipped from the corner of her eyes, the tip of his tongue gently touched her cheek, and reached her ear, sucking on the precious earlobe. His big palm slid over her shoulder and reached her chest.

, his fingers pinched her softness, and with a strong force, she screamed vaguely and called his name loudly...

"Li Yichuan..."

"Um."

When he uttered this word, he lifted her legs, and the bath bubble kept sliding down until it reached the lower abdomen where the two of them were close together. It was wet and slippery, the water was cold, and his skin was hot.

His fingers gently moved back and forth on her stamens, kneading and caressing them. He also pressed the delicate pearls in her stamens, and teased them by pulling them out.

Ran Mi turned around, her long eyelashes tightly closed, and she gasped softly: "Li Yichuan, my feet hurt and I can't stand..."

The intense movements suddenly stopped, he took a long breath, slowly lowered her legs, put his hands on the wall, lowered his forehead, and pressed it against hers.

His pure cotton home trousers were already wet, and his tight lower abdomen rose and fell slowly, and his hot and clamorous pride pressed against her body, making her dare not move, for fear that he would thrust in hard like an animal,

Pierce her soul and tear her into pieces.

After a while, he slowly moved his body farther away.

"Let me clean it up."

Ran Mi didn't dare to open her eyes, so she fumbled with her right hand and turned on the shower. The cold water rushed in and hit his back. The splashing water jumped and fell on Ran Mi's arm.

Li Yichuan grabbed the shower head, adjusted the water temperature, and whispered: "Sit down."

"Where are you sitting?" Ran Mi was about to explode, glaring at him and asking bitterly.

"Toilet, bathtub, on this table, you don't have eyes? There is nowhere to sit!"

Li Yichuan dusted his fingers randomly. After finishing, he stared at Ran Mi closely.

"Don't sit down!"

Ran Mi retorted, grabbed the shower head, and flushed it on her body. Then she threw it on him without turning off the water. The stainless steel shower head bounced up and hit her body again, causing water to fly everywhere and spray.

The two of them were stunned, and the ground was covered with water stains.

"Why don't you hit me on the head again?"

Li Yichuan snorted, quickly turned off the water, grabbed a bath towel and wrapped it around her body, including her head, leaving only her little face, which was red with anger, exposed.

Inside the pink bath towel was a snow-white body, with a few strands of wet hair emerging from the bath towel. When she raised her eyes, her long eyelashes were wet and shone with broken light, which shocked Li Yichuan's heart.

He wiped his face vigorously, bent down, picked her up, and strode out.

Ran Mi no longer wanted to complain about his sack-like way of hugging people, and she was too lazy to struggle until he threw her onto the big bed and humped her a few times, like a silkworm.

When he turned around, he was unzipping his trousers, taking off his soaked trousers, kicking his left foot and right foot, and shaking again. He didn't even bend his waist, he was so lazy!

Ran Mi quickly turned her head, and he was also naked! His evil-doer was lying limply in the dark place, making people's faces burn.

"It's so disgusting, so revealing!"

She cursed softly, raised her eyes, and continued to move toward the other end of the bed wrapped in a bath towel. She wanted to reach there to get her pajamas, but his body walked around the bed again, and his strong wheat-colored buttocks ran in front of her.

Face, Ran Mi buried her face in the quilt bitterly.

"Disgusting." She covered her head for a while, turned over, and listened to him opening the closet, taking out clothes, and getting dressed carefully.

Suddenly, his legs were pressed down by him, and his movements of wrapping the bath towel and pulling it were as smooth as before.

Ran Mi quickly reached out to pull off the thin quilt, and after holding on for a long time, she caught his finger.

He took her finger, sat down, sat on her legs, gently pinched her face with one hand, and asked in a low voice:

"How did you get hurt on your head?"

"I was so idle that I beat myself with a stick."

Ran Mi dealt with it casually and struggled hard, but she couldn't climb out. She had no intention of reminiscing with him about the past years. Who knows if he was secretly happy that everyone in the Ran family was so miserable. Dead and alive.

Living in embarrassment again.

"How did you get hurt on your head?"

He repeated again, paying no attention to her indifferent attitude.

Ran Mi turned her head, met his gaze, and said with a sneer:

"Why, do you want to care about me? Why don't you just give me a round of applause? Or do you want to grab my hair and touch it against the wall a few more times..."

"Yes, I'm going to grab your head and bump it hard a few times. Hold it tight." His fingers came over immediately, and he slapped her mouth four times in a row, not lightly or hard, and she

The complaints were slapped back

After the spicy and crisp sound, his fingers went to the back of her head, gently lifted her wet long hair, and touched her scalp.

Ran Mi's blood froze, and a slight tingling sensation spread from her heart to her limbs.

The room suddenly became quiet. There was a little bear sitting on the bouquet-shaped table lamp at the head of the bed. The pink princess dress spread out, and a few crystals hung from the lace edge, reflecting the soft light of the table lamp like a rainbow, transparent.

To all directions.

"Let me ask you, how did you get hurt?"

He repeated it again, but the volume was still so loud, as if he didn't ask us to tell him so that neither of us could sleep.

"You fell, are you okay?" Ran Mi said impatiently.

"How did you fall?"

He asked again, refusing to give up, which made Ran Mi upset. She struggled angrily, clawing at her hands and feet, and her long hair soaked the quilt under her.

Li Yichuan held her hand and simply leaned forward, his whole body pressed on her back.

Ran Mi could hardly hold back her breath. She moaned for a long time and gave up resistance.

"You fell down the stairs, okay? If you go down, you will crush me to death!"

He, the wolf, finally tormented Ran Lamb to the point of losing his fighting spirit, and then he leaned down to her ear with satisfaction and whispered:

"I'll have a review tomorrow. If conservative treatment is possible, I'll treat it conservatively. Otherwise, I'll have surgery. I can't delay it."

"ha."

Ran Mi snorted, this person probably wanted her to die on the operating table.

"What are you talking about?"

He immediately pinched her ears, pulled them gently, and touched her buttocks a few times with his lower body.

"Li Yichuan, are you a man?"

Ran Mi never dared to imagine in her life that she would be pressed up against such a man! He was so bad that it could make people run wild with blood and make them want to bite their tongues and commit suicide.

But these words were what Shen Sichen had scolded Li Yichuan during the day. Li Yichuan frowned, sat up immediately, and opened her legs directly.

"Try it."

"Li Yichuan... please... I don't feel well... I have a headache..."

Ran Mi quickly turned her head, covering her hips with her hands, looking at him with a pair of rippling eyes, her long wet hair sticking to her cheeks - such an expression again!

Li Yichuan's breathing tightened. Pretending to be pitiful was Ran Mi's specialty. It could soften your heart. He suddenly felt uncomfortable all over. Would she behave like this in front of Shen Sichen or even Director Zhang? look?

At this time, Ran Mi's cell phone rang, the ringtone was harsh. She glanced at the screen, opened Li Yichuan's hands, grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her body, and went to answer the call outside the door.

Shen Sichen had just taken some time off from the turmoil of his family. Listening to his apologetic explanation on the other end, Ran Mi's original thoughts of grasping for life-saving straws were gradually drowned by the lights in front of her.

"Should I pick you up tomorrow?" Shen Sichen's voice was very gentle, making her feel comfortable and close to her.

Ran Mi took a gentle breath and said softly:

"No."

"Ran Ran, are you angry? Otherwise, I will come to pick you up now? You wait at home."

Shen Sichen became a little anxious and his voice became much louder.

Before Ran Mi could speak, Li Yichuan's voice suddenly sounded, low-pitched, calm, and full of care.

"Put on your clothes slowly and blow dry your hair."

The other side of the phone suddenly became quiet. Ran Mi pursed her lips and couldn't even say good night. She hung up the phone silently and turned to look at Li Yichuan.

"Why don't we chat anymore? I didn't expect that you still like to chat?"

He was leaning against the door, with a half-smile on his face.

Li Yichuan's move was the most irritating. He pretended to be affectionate, as if he was treating her well.

The light in the corridor fell faintly into the eyes of the two people. They were in a stalemate for a while. Ran Mi hung her head, hugged the towel tightly, limped, then simply jumped up on one foot and quickly jumped to the guest room.

She didn't even know why she chose to come back at night. Maybe in Shen Sichen's eyes, she was useless and had to rely on Li Yichuan to survive...

Until she entered the room, Li Yichuan did not provoke her again.

A huge house, two men and women, a couple, two hearts, two worlds, like two strings on a piano, each playing its own rhythm.
To be continued...