The warm water slid over her tender skin, his big hands gently caressed her smooth back, he took the shower gel on the side and rubbed it directly on her body.
Perhaps due to the effect of warm water, Ling Yanyan regained her vague consciousness and still wanted to find the source of the coldness. "Well, I'm hot." It was obviously the most suitable temperature, but she still felt hot.
"Is it still hot?" Feng Zhiming looked at her helplessly. Damn it, if he found out who had administered such strong medicine, he would have to kill him.
"Yeah." Ling Yanyan nodded, and when her hand touched the edge of the bathtub, the coolness in her palm made her push Feng Zhiming away and lean against the edge of the bathtub.
"Yanyan, you'll catch a cold." Feng Zhiming grabbed her waist and held her back in his arms.
"Woo, no!" Ling Yanyan kept struggling, slapping the water with her little hands, causing splashes.
Feng Zhiming held her hand, but she struggled harder and dislocated her hand. In the end, he could only turn off the hot water outlet. After a while, the water in the bathtub became colder, and then became colder again.
cold.
Although Ling Yanyan was held in Feng Zhiming's arms, her body temperature was still much higher than usual.
Leaning in Feng Zhiming's arms, the comfortable cold water slid over, and her small hands slid down his strong chest, "Yanyan!"
"Why are you so loud?" Ling Yanyan pouted in dissatisfaction, turned her head, and touched his lips, causing a surge of electricity.
"Okay, I won't be loud, so let's not take a dip in the cold water, okay?" Feng Zhiming knew that her consciousness was blurred now, and everything came from her subconscious. Perhaps, when she woke up and the effects of the medicine wore off, she would forget everything.
everything of.
"I want it, I want it." A soft jade body twisted restlessly on his body, and the warm breath breathed on his cheek and his neck.
And the little witch in front of her actually touched a place she shouldn't touch, and she dared to ask for it.
"Can't you? Don't you want me anymore? Husband." She said "Husband" in a voice that was charming to the core.
How could Feng Zhiming not want her? If he wants her so hard, she won't be able to get out of bed all day tomorrow.
"Woo." Ling Yanyan whimpered uncomfortably, holding his shoulders tightly with her small hands, trying to get up, but just when she was able to stand up, her hands suddenly became weak and she fell back into his arms, her lips touching each other.
, Feng Zhiming was about to go crazy from the torture, he picked her up, without even drying her body, and walked out of the bathroom with her in his arms. On the big bed, the two of them were entangled tightly, gasping in pleasure and breathing heavily.
, filled the whole room.
Feng Zhiming kneaded the breasts and licked every inch of her skin with his tongue.
It wasn't until the person in his arms fell into a deep sleep that Feng Zhiming pulled the quilt over her body and hugged her into his arms, while Ling Yanyan also snuggled into his arms.
Caressing her back gently, the body temperature finally recovered. He really couldn't imagine what Ling Yanyan would do if he was not there? She would be happy under anyone and warmly welcome other men.
Enter.
At such a business reception, she was given such a strong drug. It must have been intentional and premeditated.
Feng Zhiming didn't fall asleep all night, fearing that Ling Yanyan would feel unwell. He didn't close his eyes until it got slightly brighter.
Ling Yanyan opened her heavy eyelids, only to feel extremely sore and unable to move. The memory of last night had long been blurred. She only remembered that she and Zhiming were dancing, and then her whole body became weak and she kept sweating. Finally, what happened
She really didn't remember anything about what happened.
The long arm across her waist made her turn around, only to see Feng Zhiming sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.
Why is she lying on the same bed with him naked, in a strange environment, where is this place?
He wanted to move away, but found himself hugged tightly by Feng Zhiming. He reluctantly stretched out his hand, trying to take away the long arm hanging around his waist.
"Honey, don't move around, let me sleep for a while." Feng Zhiming had already woken up when she opened her eyes, but this woman had been struggling all night, and she was so restless as soon as she woke up.
"You, you," Ling Yanyan met his eyes.
"Honey, we spent the whole night together last night, have you forgotten?" Feng Zhiming rested his head on his arms, looking lazy.
Ling Yanyan looked at the hickeys on his exposed chest. Oh my god, was this really left by her?
As soon as Feng Zhiming saw her surprised expression, he knew she didn't believe it, "What's wrong? Wife, you ate me dry last night, do you want to deny it now?"
"You're talking nonsense! Also, I'm not your wife anymore. I've already signed the divorce agreement." Ling Yanyan pursed her lips and denied it.
Feng Zhiming turned over and approached her, "If you are divorced, you can get married again." What's more, they are not divorced at all.
"Who wants to marry you again?" Ling Yanyan wanted to get up, but suddenly bursts of pain hit her in her legs, "It hurts, it hurts."
"What's wrong? Where does it hurt?" Feng Zhiming put away his lazy look and looked at her worriedly.
Ling Yanyan held back the pain and said, "It's nothing." How could she tell him where it hurt.
As if he had seen through her, Feng Zhiming lifted the quilt and asked, "Does it hurt here?" His big hand reached between her legs.
"No! Stop touching her!" Ling Yanyan was almost dying of embarrassment. The two of them facing each other naked was enough to make her embarrassed, but he actually dared to reach out and touch her so unscrupulously.
"I've seen it all and you still dare to dislike me for touching it. Then why did you say you wanted me last night?" Feng Zhiming said to her deliberately.
"I don't remember anything. It doesn't matter what you said. Maybe you forced me because of your animalistic nature." Ling Yanyan dared to retaliate so boldly.
Feng Zhiming looked at her and said, "You've only been away from me for a few days, and yet you've become so bold. My animalistic nature has grown stronger, and you can say such things. It seems that you didn't go through enough trouble last night, right?"
I obviously want to care for her and love her well, but what's going on between the two of them now? Are they going to quarrel as soon as they open their mouth?
"I don't have one!" Ling Yanyan's voice was so low that only she could hear it.
At this time, Feng Zhiming opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out a stick of ointment, squeezed out a small amount, "Here, let me apply some ointment for you."
"No!" Ling Yanyan refused and pulled the quilt over herself.
Feng Zhiming opened the quilt and said, "It must be wiped." He pressed her leg firmly and applied the ointment. The refreshing and cooling ointment relieved Ling Yanyan's pain a lot.
"Thank you." Ling Yanyan pulled the quilt. Although she was weak, she still stood up and sat.
"You are so unfamiliar, do you really want to thank me?" Feng Zhiming leaned in and turned to look at her.
Ling Yanyan looked at him, why did she always feel that he had some evil intentions? But she still nodded.
"If you really want to thank me, just follow me home today and stop messing around outside." This was Feng Zhiming's request.
Ling Yanyan pursed her lips and lowered her head slightly. She knew that his conditions were unusual.
"Don't you agree?" Feng Zhiming frowned, looking at her expression of displeasure.
****** Dear friends, why are you all diving? Let me see you. There will be another update during the day!! It’s too late, I have to go to bed~~~