Chapter 925: You're Not a Psycho (62)
Taking the towel down, Shen Mubai looked at the other party's slightly embarrassed appearance, a small wound on his chest, blood stained the wheat-colored skin, and the sweat on his neck slid down. However, the black-haired man seemed to be unconscious, leaning lazily against the door, holding a cigarette between his fingers, frowning slightly, looking quite irritable.
She couldn't help but speak, "He Zeyu, do you want to go to the infirmary to treat the wound?" ”
The man lifted his eyelids, then walked over with his feet up, and then walked towards the bathroom with her back collar.
The cigarette was held in the mouth by the thin lips, and the other party's unruly eyebrows were dyed with an impatient look, "Do you take it off yourself, or will I come?" ”
Shen Mubai didn't dare to say anything at this time, and quickly shut up, "Myself." ”
She just wanted to make a move, but found that the black-haired man had no intention of turning around, but stared at herself, and suddenly had a black line, and said stiffly, "What do you want to do?" ”
Fingers between the cigarettes, He Zeyu's thin lips spit out a circle of smoke, blurring the expression on his face at the moment.
But Shen Mubai could feel that kind of direct desireWang's gaze fell on her body by mistake, and just when she began to panic a little, the other party snorted, leaving her with the back of her head.
Shen Mubai breathed a sigh of relief, to be honest, just now she had a creepy feeling that He Zeyu was going to devour her alive.
took off the clothes on He Zeyu's body, and the other party's model was more than a yard larger than her, which was quite embarrassing for some children wearing adult clothes.
Then start taking a bath.
There is no door in the bathroom, every time Shen Mubai washes, he is afraid that He Zeyu will suddenly run in, and now it is no exception, mainly because the other party's eyes are too redG, she's not stupid, she can tell what he's thinking with her toes.
When he came out of the bathroom, the black-haired man was still in the room, his wound was still bleeding, his brow was slightly furrowed, and he didn't know when he lost the cigarette in his hand.
Seeing her come out, he said, "Come here." ”
Shen Mubai didn't know what he wanted to do, and he was a little scared in his heart, but he didn't dare to disobey, so he moved over slowly.
Before she arrived in front of He Zeyu, the other party grabbed her big hand and circled her whole person, and a fierce and rough kiss fell.
Shen Mubai's lips||His tongue was sucked and bitten by him, scraping and licking.
The ambiguous sound of water stains became louder and louder, He Zeyu seemed to swallow her whole person into his stomach, the shackles of his big hands became tighter and tighter, and his hot lips slid down her chin and neck all the way.
Shen Mubai hurriedly snorted a spirit, "You.. You've got wounds. ”
He Zeyu paused, snorted unhappily, sucked and kissed her fiercely, and then let go. There was still a bit of fierceness between the unruly eyebrows, and in the end he just glared at her, didn't speak, and entered the bathroom with a very stinky face.
The sound of a bang came from inside, and Shen Mubai became nervous as if she was facing a great enemy, and she even had the urge to run away.
But she couldn't, and in the end she just acted as a shrunken turtle on the bed and pretended to be asleep.
He Zeyu took a bath for a few minutes, and Shen Mubai on the bed heard him come out of the bathroom, so he quickly closed his eyes and didn't move.
A sneer sounded in her ears, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was picked up by a large hand.