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Chapter 770

"Ji Rufeng, what do you want to do?" She pushed him violently, but his arms were tight, and he always held her firmly in his arms. He frowned slightly and walked forward again.

Kicking open the bathroom door, the sound of water was "raking" and Zhao Jian was put into the hot water while struggling. The man said in a hoarse voice: "Take a bath and get rid of the cold on his body, otherwise it's time to catch a cold."

Zhao Jian was stunned. Unexpectedly, he took off all her clothes and her face turned red for a moment.

"Be careful, don't fall asleep anymore, otherwise you will choke on water." He said again.

She nodded quickly, and he turned around and walked under the shower puffy head beside him, not thinking about taking a shower with her at all. Oh no, it wasn't together, it was in the same bathroom in different ways at the same time.

The man's eyes occasionally streaked over her. After a few minutes, Zhao Jian couldn't bear it anymore, "You can't use another bathroom?"

"cannot."

“…”

She really couldn't stand staying naked in front of a man, and sat up from the water with a "slam" and prepared to find another bathroom by herself.

"Wash like this, just wash together, you can choose it yourself!"

The calm but firm voice that cannot be refuted made Zhao Jian finally turn around and question: "Are you crazy?"

"Is it difficult for men to understand the woman they love? I am not Liu Xiahui!"

Zhao Jian was silent. She sat there, not knowing whether to leave or not, but the man's fierce look clearly told her that as long as she left, he would definitely practice his words.

Her lips were pursed and then pursed. Unexpectedly, she saw the hard * under the man. Her eyes burned and she hurriedly avoided.

When the cry of her heart and the passionate love of the man were all spread in front of her, she felt at a loss and reason told her to refuse because there were many things she had to do, each of which was more important than the love of her children, but she was looking forward to it in her heart and staring at it in a daze.

Her hands were on the bottom of the bathtub, trying to grab anything, but there was nothing but the water that disappeared after grabbing.

She tried hard to calm her emotions, but her mouth was dry and tongue-in-law. In the end, she was just a dry and unconvincing sentence, "Ji Rufeng, you can't do this."

"Why?" Ji Rufeng couldn't tell whether she said he couldn't love her or that he couldn't force her to take a shower together without being demeanor.

He leaned against the wall and looked at her beautiful back motionlessly, as smooth as satin, white and tender. He still remembered the feeling of kissing him for the first time, which made him unable to help but open his mouth and hold the soft flesh on her waist slowly biting it, watching her begging under his body in a confused manner.

Thinking of this, his throat slid, but the eyes that fell on her back never moved away.

When faced with his question, she didn't know how to answer. If she didn't know what she was thinking, she could of course reject him. She was also a proud person. Why did you love me and I love you, but now she couldn't say it.

"No reason."

"If you don't have any reason, just listen to me, take a good bath and go to bed later."

After a long time, the water in the bathtub finally cooled down. Zhao Jian sat up from inside, and he held her arm, wrapped her with a big bath towel, carried her out, and put it on the bed in her room.
Chapter completed!
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