The water moistened eyes are touching.

At this moment, in the foggy state, the pitiful figure of grievance, the soft voice

Master Chu looked at her as if there was an abandoned puppy squatting in front of her.

It's like a little pity.

"I......" Master Chu chuckled and felt that he was coming back in a hurry. He was right. "Am I coming back now?"

Yan baozi gave him a look, took back his sight, and continued to put his head on his knee.

Outside the window, the rain is still pouring, the lightning is accompanied by thunder, the whole world is trapped by the rain.

Master Chu turned around, opened the wardrobe, took a set of clean clothes, leaned over her face and kissed her tenderly: "I'll take a bath soon."

In the bathroom, I simply washed early and changed into a nightgown.

When he opened the bathroom door, he saw standing alone at the bathroom door waiting for his swallow bun.

Heart, in this moment soft to a mess.

He raised his hand and rubbed her head: "are you still afraid?"

He thought that her brain should be normal at the moment, and the headache didn't happen.

That's why we show our dependence on him.

Yanbaozi takes his hand off his head, purses his lips, and involuntarily goes into his arms, arms around his lean waist.

This dependent action makes Master Chu very happy.

He raised his lips and smiled. His face was as beautiful as the wind in spring. He had orchid trees and beautiful scenery.

The man raised his hand, hugged the tender and fragrant swallow bun in his arms, buried his head in her neck, and sighed, "you're going to be so good forever."

He had washed his hair and was still dripping wet.

Yan baozi's neck felt cold and immediately pushed him: "you've made me wet."

The man hears the words, the body temperature gradually heats up, the scalding temperature passes along the cloth of the Nightgown to her skin, Yan baozi thinks he didn't understand, repeat again: "Chu Huaijin, you make me wet."

This time, the words are correct and the words are complete.

Should he understand?

Master Chu's eyes are very familiar with the color. At the bottom of the deep eyes, he gradually dyed a bright and colorful color. He hugged her and put his thin lips to her ear. He asked hoarsely, "are you wet?"

"Wet!" Yanbaozi raised his hand and touched his neck.

The neckline of his robe was wet with his hair.

Young master Chu rubbed her slightly, and a deep laugh came into her ear: "fool, you can't say these two words in front of a man. Do you understand? "

"I do..."

The next second, the man's hot thin lips, blocked her soft lips, and, together, blocked the next two words she wanted to say.

When did they fall on the bed? Yanbaozi can't remember.

When the thunder and lightning outside the window stopped, she could not remember.

The only one clearly engraved in my mind is Chu Huaijin.

His lips, his hands, the heat on his body, and

She is like a duckweed, floating and sinking in the water, bumping and wandering, can only instinctively cling to him.

At night, the beautiful voice in the bedroom gradually weakened.

Master Chu tried his best to use his own unique way of comfort to make yanbaozi distract and not be afraid any more.

They also enjoyed themselves a lot.

Yan baozi fell asleep. His white cheeks were still stained with touching red.