Chapter 152

"It's not like I haven't seen it before. If you want to, leave your strength and wait for a while." What joyson said is full of ruffian and provocative.

Anyway, Ruan Xiaoxi was also a woman in her twenties, and naturally understood the meaning of his words.

"You rascal, rascal, big rascal." Ruan Xiaoxi still covered his eyes and cursed.

"Hooligans? It's just a mandarin duck bath. The hooligans are still behind. " Qiao Yisen said and began to take off Ruan Xiaoxi's clothes.

Ruan Xiaoxi of course didn't want to. They started a seesaw fight under the shower.

Taking advantage of people's danger, hooligans, apprentices, and other words all passed in Ruan Xiaoxi's mouth to describe what Qiao Yisen did at this moment.

"No? Poor words? There are times when big journalists are poor in words? " With one hand, Qiao Yisen imprisoned Ruan Xiaoxi in his arms. With the other hand, he raised her chin and forced her to face herself. He asked provocatively.

The flowers were sprinkled on the heads of the two people, and the steaming water was sprayed on their heads, faces and bodies, and also splashed on the surrounding walls.

Ruan Xiaoxi looked at Qiao Yisen with his small face, red and angry.

Joyson thought it was lovely, less charming and more pure. There is no smear, clean like a piece of white paper.

It was the first time that he found that Ruan Xiaoxi's skin was so good, full of collagen, which could be broken by blowing.

At this time, Ruan Xiaoxi was only wearing refreshing underwear. Her coat had already died under Qiao Yisen's claws. At this time, she was lying on the ground in pieces.

"You let me go." After a long time, Ruan Xiaoxi said.

Her breath was a little unsteady and her temperature was rising.

Such a handsome man stood naked in front of her, with his skin close to each other and his breath opposite. Joyson thought that any woman would burst out the most primitive desire.

Ruan Xiaoxi usually looks cold, but his blood just needs to be stirred. If it doesn't make her blood boil, it's definitely not enough.

At this moment, Qiao Yisen believes that this strength is enough, and Ruan Xiaoxi's heat is almost the same.

"A woman of duplicity." Joyson's fingers pressed on Ruan Xiaoxi's lips, soft and fleshy, very comfortable.

If you kiss it, it must feel better. That's what joyson thought, and of course he did.

The water was hot, and soon the bathroom was foggy. Ruan Xiaoxi felt a little lack of oxygen and had more difficulty breathing when he was kissed like this.

Of course, she knew that she was despised by joyson again. This time, Qiao Yisen learned the lesson of the last time. One of his hands caught Ruan Xiaoxi's chin to prevent her from biting it again. This time, he believed that Ruan Xiaoxi would definitely bite off his tongue, so he would not give her this opportunity.

Ruan Xiaoxi feels suffocated, and her chin is pinched by Qiao Yisen. The more she resists, Qiao Yisen will be more powerful.

She felt more and more weak, and her resistance gradually turned into a half push, then her hand on joyson's chest did not move.

The body also began to soften down slowly, and the temperature became higher and higher, as if to burn.

Qiao Yisen is secretly happy in his heart. It seems that Ruan Xiaoxi is willing to go to the wonderful situation with him.

This woman is about to be conquered by him!

When the woman began to be so obedient, joyson let go of her chin and held her back to deepen the kiss. In the end, Qiao Yisen dragged Ruan Xiaoxi's waist with one hand, slowly moved back and pressed her against the wall.

Ruan Xiaoxi's clothes had been removed by Qiao Yisen, and his strong body was close to her delicate body.

Ruan Xiaoxi at this moment seems to be in a double sky of ice and fire. The front is joyson's hot chest, and the back is cold ceramic tile.

Such suffering, such temperature, let Ruan Creek feel dry and boring. She didn't feel that she wanted to lick her lips, but she licked joyson's tongue. It was soft, greasy and wet, and she couldn't help licking it twice.

This action, let joyson more ecstatic, this woman even know how to respond to him.

Ruan Xiaoxi's unconscious action has inspired joyson's greater enthusiasm. He can't wait to eat her.

All of a sudden, Ruan Xiaoxi gave a cry, which was undoubtedly a greater encouragement to joyson.

He let go of her lips, lifted her sideways, and quickly walked out of the bathroom towards the big bed.

As soon as Ruan Xiaoxi's wet body came to the bed, all the sheets and pillowcases were wet.

Joyson couldn't care so much, so his huge body covered it.

The sudden weight made Ruan Xiaoxi's chest stagnate. He stretched out his hand and pushed it, but his weight didn't lighten at all. She no longer had the strength to struggle, just wanted to close her eyes, have a good sleep and recover some strength.

Before closing her eyes, she saw a magnified handsome face in front of her, like joyson.This face, both handsome and evil, let people love and hate. Damn it, he laughed.

In Jin Yong's works, Guo Xiang mistakenly sees Yang Guo for life, and Qiao Yisen's face is enough to make the woman miss her day and night.

Suddenly, Ruan Xiaoxi didn't want to sleep again. She used all her strength to raise her arm and wanted to touch the handsome face in front of her.

But such a little distance was like crossing mountains and rivers. At last, before her hand touched joyson's face, her arm fell down powerlessly.

Of course, Qiao Yisen could see Ruan Xiaoxi's intention, and he drew a big arc at the corner of his mouth.

"Honey, please." As Qiao Yisen said, he picked up Ruan Xiaoxi's hand and put it on his face, rubbing it constantly.

Ruan Xiaoxi seems to be satisfied, and returns with a satisfied smile.

Qiao Yisen never knew that Ruan Xiaoxi had such a mischievous side, which made people love him more and more.

He couldn't wait more to want her, to possess her, to conquer her.

Ruan Xiaoxi exhausted his last strength and finally closed his eyes.

"Sleepy? Don't sleep yet. " Qiao Yisen looked at Ruan Xiaoxi and closed his eyes. He wanted to wake her up with his enthusiasm, so he pasted her lips again.

At this time, many fragmentary fragments began to appear in Ruan Xiaoxi's mind, mostly from her childhood.

There are mothers, fathers, stepmothers and song Zhouhong. She had a happy home, suddenly, the happiness collapsed.

She saw her mother lying on the bed, pale, with dry lips and a dull hair.

At this time, her father, holding a beautiful young woman, passed by the door of the ward.

She saw her mother shed the last two tears with all her strength and finally closed her eyes.

Tears are her mother's last thought to the world, and become her permanent nightmare.

"Mom, mom, mom..." Ruan Xiaoxi murmured to herself and kept calling her mother. The sadness in her dream left her tears.

She wanted to wake up, but the nightmare haunted her all the time, and she fell into a nightmare.