I don't know what the road is, Zi Ling suddenly felt that the originally cold water in the bathtub had become hot unconsciously. Perhaps she hadn't realized that it wasn't the water that got hot at all, but their bodies and hearts.

Pounding violently inside her, bringing her to the top again and again, hearing her moaning again and again, the cells in his body screamed and trembled with excitement.

This little goblin is really a superb, and he has dug it up, and the feeling of tightness and beauty almost overwhelms him. He couldn't imagine that if it wasn't for him, it was another man who was pressing on her body and domineering possession. Thinking of this, he lifted his breath, put his hands on her waist, and suddenly crashed into it again.

"Ahh

One hand tightly grasped the edge of the bathtub, and the other hand buckled hard on Situ Jiluo's arm, this time the depth made Zi Ling's whole body numb, and the strange pain in her lower body also made her can't help but cry out.

Every time she hit, Zi Ling felt that Situ Jiluo was plucking a string in her heart, a tight string, which made her emotions fall into an indecisive entanglement again.

Being plundered by Situ Jiluo again and again, Zi Ling was like a deflated balloon, spread there weakly, his delicate body was constantly trembling, and he could only shrink in his arms weakly.

"Your physical strength is not good..."

Zi Ling seemed to hear Situ Jiluo say something like that in his ear, and then he couldn't open his eyes. Even though she was exhausted, there was a man who pressed on her whole body, which just made her unable to sleep.

She was tired, both physically and mentally, and was wildly possessed by this man for three nights in a row. Doesn't it mean that men are more tired of this thing of male and female love? Why is this man like a robot and won't get tired?

Zi Ling only knew that the man tossed her for a while, and then hugged her and changed her position. When her head touched her hard chest, she involuntarily shrank inside, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep.

Looking down at the beauty in his arms, stroking her hair with one hand, Situ Jiluo stretched out his other hand to open the shower head. It's just that this time he put warm water.

Although Singapore is said to be a hot summer in all seasons, it is still easy to get sick after soaking in cold water for a long time. After soaking in warm water for ten minutes, Situ Jiluo carried her out of the bathtub.

first wiped her body and dripping hair, and then took her out of the room again and put her directly on the big bed in the bedroom. After covering her with the quilt, Situ Jiluo turned around and went back to the bathroom to dry himself.

"Awake?"

It was only five minutes before Situ Jiluo walked out of the bathroom with a bath towel on his lower body. Seeing the purple spirit on the bed, his body tightly rolled up the sheets, and he didn't know when he sat up.

"Hmm."

The whole body was so sore that he couldn't move, Zi Ling didn't raise his head, and silently responded. In fact, she woke up just as she was carried to the bathroom. When she heard the bathroom door close again, her heart sank again.

For three nights in a row, the man would go to the shower after making love to her. It seems that this time is no exception, he still thinks she is dirty. This mood made her unable to control her emotions anymore, and tears welled up.

"What's wrong?"

Some deep voices came from the bed, making Situ Jiluo couldn't help but look in her direction. She hung her head low, and with the dim light, he couldn't see her expression. So, my hand touched the switch on the wall. Suddenly, the whole room lit up.

"Nothing."

Seeing Situ Jiluo walking in her direction, Zi Ling turned his head away and turned his back to him. Perhaps she was so focused on avoiding him that she didn't even notice that the quilt she was pulling only covered the front, and her entire back was exposed.

By the time she came to her senses, it was already too late, because Situ Jiluo had already leaned over and hugged her tightly from behind. She tried hard to break free, but Situ Jiluo hugged so tightly that she almost couldn't breathe.

"Woman, you..."

In fact, Situ Jiluo's desire has not faded yet, if he didn't sympathize with this little woman, he really wanted to press her under him again and possess her domineeringly.

He tried his best to forbear, but this woman kept rubbing in his arms without knowing what to do, which simply made him, did he want him to "correct the Fa on the spot" before she could settle down?

So, as he thought, his body immediately moved. The arms wrapped around her waist tightly, so that Zi Ling lay on the bed, and he also rolled over and pressed her under him.

He decided not to say anything more, because he was always unclear with this woman, so he simply didn't say anything. Situ Jiluo thought so, but when he was about to enter her directly, the tears on Zi Ling's face made him stop moving.

"Why are you crying for it, do you hate me for touching you?"

Although asking such a question would make Situ Jiluo feel very shameless, such a question has always been in his heart, making him unhappy. Even though he felt uncomfortable, the feeling of finally asking still made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"If I say yes, you won't continue?"

Zi Ling looked at the man in front of him coldly, and did not answer his question, but asked back. The tear stains on her face were still clearly visible, but there was no emotion in her clear pupils.

"I don't know what to do!"

One didn't answer the rhetorical question, which made Situ Jiluo feel annoyed and irritable. So, he decided not to bother with her tears, he thought it would be better for her to recognize the reality that was so real.

"Remember, I'm your man!"

After Situ Jiluo said this sentence almost like an oath, he parted her legs and penetrated without hesitation. As soon as he entered, it was as violent as a storm, and the purple spirit under him was like a willow tree in a storm, which could only sway with the wind and whimper.

That's right, he's right. He was her man, her husband, and she knew it for a long time. She knows more about what kind of identity she married this man, so she often reminds herself not to fall into it. It's okay if her body falls, but she must guard her heart.

Because Situ Jiluo was angry this time, every impact he made seemed to be about to crash into the depths of his soul. It was the third night in a row, but he kept asking for it as if he couldn't get her.

I don't know how long it took, Situ Jiluo condescendingly looked at the woman who had fainted under him, and a very evil idea suddenly appeared on his psychological side.

If Zhan Chengxi came over early tomorrow morning, seeing this picture in front of him, I wonder what Lu Dao would think?