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Chapter 72 Wearing His Shirt

The misty heat gradually rises, and the factors active in the bathroom keep squirting at the dim heat source.

The water drops were connected one after another, standing under the bathroom heater, the foam-stained skin gradually revealed its original appearance due to the cleaning of the water drops, delicate and fair.

The face is also tender and smooth.

Standing in front of the mirror and looking at it for a while, Huo Han covered his face and tried his best to control his heartbeat.

She had no clothes, and the clothes on her body were Mo Tingqian's shirt, white and transparent.

I didn't want to take a shower, but he said he wouldn't want to go to bed if he didn't take a shower. That's right. I stayed in the kitchen for so long in the afternoon, how could I not take a shower?

"Huo Han, are you planning to wash the entire building tonight, right?"

Outside, the man's impatient voice sounded again.

It's been two hours since I came in!

"I, I'll come out soon!"

Huo Han covered his heart and jumped, what should I do? Mo Tingqian was outside, but she was on her body

I looked down at the clothes. The buttons were quite reliable, but the upper circumference was still obvious.

With his hands wrapped around himself, Huo Han went out with this vigilant state.

"Crack."

Finally, the door rang, and first a snow-white leg was lifted out, and the heat also rushed out, and the faint cold fragrance was refreshing.

Mo Tingqian looked over when he heard the sound. When his vision was completely invisible, the woman's straight and slender legs stood straight at the door.

The shirt just reached her buttocks, and only a little bit grew.

It is fluffy and long after being blown dry, and it is floating and natural.

Huo Han lowered his head and accidentally fell down to cover his side face. The posture of pulling him suddenly tightened his man.

With a light swing, you can come up with a shape at will.

Even if she didn't go to see him, she still felt the hot eyes, which made her heart so hot.

"Huo Han."

Mo Tingqian is calling her.

Huo Han raised his head, pursed his lips nervously, and a pure and white face appeared, "What's wrong?"

She just wants to go to bed now and wrap her quilt around her, and she doesn't have to think about anything!

Even though he imagined, Mo Tingqian was sitting next to the sand not far away. He had a computer in his hand, but now he put it down and hooked his finger at her.

If you face a great enemy, this is Huo Han’s psychological state at this time.

Her fingers tightly pinched the shirt that was not long enough, and her round toes were standing stubbornly, fully exposing how nervous she was.

While hesitating whether to move forward quickly, before the person could reach his side, he suddenly stretched out a hand, hugged her waist, and took it over.

The woman exclaimed and hugged him tightly in a flash.

The tip of her nose stroked her elegant aura, and now she is fragrant no matter where she is.

"Scared?"

Huo Han opened his eyes and realized that he had fallen on the sand. The person pressing on his body looked at him with malicious intentions.

His breathing was a little shorter, Huo Han pursed his lips, protected his chest, and blushed: "Let me go down, I'm going to sleep."

Mo Tingqian suddenly moved his lips to her neck, his posture was ambiguous, "I'm sleepy? I just ate a little bit and want to move on."

His eyes widened, because of these words, the woman's face suddenly became stiff.

At this time, she did not dare to move her legs because there was only the outer barrier on her body.

The voices trembled, "Mo Tingqian, go and take a shower quickly, let's talk about it when you finish taking a shower?"

Her earnest eyes made Mo Tingqian's expression slightly change, and she raised her eyebrows and snorted coldly.

"Do you know that you sweat first and then take a shower?"

"No! I've taken a shower just now!" Huo Han said this immediately, making the man's face twitch.

Under his eyebrows, his beautiful eyes narrowed.

So, this woman has always been afraid that he will eat her?

After saying this, he regretted it instantly, and Huo Han felt ashamed to see someone.

What if they don’t mean this?

Alas, she is actually mentally prepared, and pregnancy has always been what she wants.

But, for some reason, from the beginning, she could have accepted it as a matter of course

Or finally conceive successfully.

Now, if in this case two people

She couldn't accept this method, as if it was awkward.

Why does this change occur?

"What are you thinking?" Mo Tingqian pinched her face, frowned unhappily, and dared to distract himself in front of him.

His fingers were touched through her shirt as thin as a cicada's wings, and he could accidentally touch his sensitive senses.

Huo Han came to his senses and looked at his handsome and deep face and eyes magnified to the extreme. His gradually hot breath came from his body, and he spoke in a light voice: "Mo Tingqian, do you think about that?"

She was really hard to speak of, it was exhausted all her courage.

"that?"

Mo Tingqian's playfulness also changed his voice, and his volume was in the verbal words, giving another deep meaning.

Listening to her words, Huo Han felt that she was almost embarrassed. She was so lonely that she would ask him about such things.

"Don't talk, don't talk, let's just treat it as if nothing had been born."

She covered her face and wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into it.

At that time, Mo Tingqian had already understood what she meant.

Half of the fox's smile rose:

"I have never eaten pork and I have always seen pig run away. I have eaten pork a long time ago, so why do I look hesitant?"

Mo Tingqian held her hot face, focused and serious, with red cheeks as hot as a little cherry, trying to escape his gaze.

It's a matter of saying that, it's terrifying that she has no shame in seeing someone again with this face.

Although they are all adults and speak more directly, this is really straightforward.

"Do you help me think of it as a pig?" Huo Han suddenly remembered what he said just now. The metaphor is too invisible, right?

"Isn't it? They are fat pigs, and you are thin pigs. Why are fat pigs? Can't thin pigs be pigs?"

Faced with such logic, Huo Han felt speechless.

"Go away, I'm not a pig."

She seemed to have no intention of chatting with him, trying to escape from here, but the next second

Hmm

Hmm

Hmm

His kiss suddenly emptied all her breathing, and before she could see clearly, he had already captured her.

He grabbed the back of his head and couldn't let her move at all.

The long and continuous kiss was like his hand slowly exploring and searching on her.

"Well, don't want Mo Tingqian!"

Feeling the force he could not hold back, Huo Han began to struggle. During this period, the space in the collar became larger and larger. When he pushed him away, it automatically slid down, revealing his delicate and white collarbone.

She quickly re-deducted the kickback, but her panicked movements became increasingly unstable. The seaweed's long black and messy seaweed was wrapped around the man's body, and his eyes looked like a hunter staring at the prey, waiting for an opportunity.
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