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The thin bathrobe also sketched out his beautiful figure. Because he had taken a bath, his body still emitted the faint fragrance of bathing milk.

Without her glasses on her tall and straight nose, her facial features were much sharper than they had been during the day, but it also made her more excited.

At some point, his hands had slipped to her waist, holding her by her waist and bringing her into his embrace, pressing against his firm lower abdomen.

"To be honest, do you want to leave?" He pressed his lips against hers, gently rubbing them together.

Song Yu's hands uncontrollably moved up along his chest, hooking onto his neck as her soft fingers intimately brushed against the ends of his hair.

Her face was red, but she couldn't say the words she wanted to admit. She simply agreed and didn't say anything. She took the initiative to kiss his lips, yet her cheeks felt like they were on fire.

As soon as the tip of his timid tongue came out, he licked his lips, which smelled of peppermint toothpaste, and held on to it. The arms around her waist tightened, and he lifted her off the ground and walked towards his bedroom. Even when he put her on the bed, his lips remained glued to hers, refusing to let go.

Once he had fallen in love, his eyes could only contain him. He felt that every move he made, every action he made, was very beautiful, very MAN, and also very elegant.

This man who seemed cold on the surface, yet was really mischievous and mischievous to the bones. These contradictory characteristics had made him unique.

The charm exuded from his body made her heart palpitate with excitement.

She could only think of one word to describe this kind of man: peerless in beauty!

Song Yu's heart grew hot. Being bewitched by him to the point where she couldn't care less about reason and face, Song Yu's soft hands directly pushed away the hem of his bathrobe to explore, and then went around to his back. She was slightly impatient to tug on the bathrobe on his body.

Qi Chengzhi pressed the corner of her mouth to her lips and laughed lightly, laughing at her impatience, but was also provoked to the point that he couldn't control himself. Knowing that she was thin-skinned, he didn't say anything funny, and at the same time, kissed her lips, burying himself in her ruthlessly.

Song Yu laid on top of him, and even though he had encircled her, she didn't dare to move. She had clearly disappeared, yet he was still buried inside her body, making her blush even more.

The two of them were still gasping for breath, as they laid on Qi Chengzhi's chest. They could very clearly feel his undulations, which made her feel as if he was floating on a small boat.

There was still fine sweat on his chest, mixing with hers.

Song Yu raised her head and looked at the satisfied expression on his face. No matter how she looked at it, she was not calm and reserved like she had been in the magazine.

Looking at his handsome face, her fingertips couldn't help but touch his face, outlining his exquisite and handsome facial features.

Such a calm and collected man was now hers. She was currently lying in his embrace, and he was in her body. No matter how he thought about it, it was still unreal and like a dream.

Qi Chengzhi casually traced circles on her smooth back with his fingertips, and saw her raise his head. Her soft fingertips drew on his facial features, and his movements were as light as a feather brushing lightly.

She probably didn't even know how intimate her expression was at the moment, and how much love she naturally exuded.

Her chin rested on his chest, but her blurry black pupils were filled with trust.

Qi Chengzhi's heart thumped, he could not help but lower his head and kiss her forehead.

At this moment, her fingertips had already reached the tip of his nose. Gently, she crawled over his warm and moist lips to his chin, which already had a shallow stubble growing on it. Her fingertips could not help but press down on it.

Lifting his head, he bumped into Qi Chengzhi's gentle and deep black eyes in an instant. Song Yu's heartbeat quickened, as if he had been possessed by a devil, and lightly kissed his chin, which was covered in thorny stubble.

Qi Chengzhi smiled faintly, seeing her blushing face that was behaving like a little pet, he started to get restless. Just as he was about to do it again, she suddenly supported himself up and allowed him to slip out.

Without his padding, she was obviously not used to it, and her movements faltered because of the weakness of her legs, almost falling back.

"Where to?" When one of her feet touched the ground, Qi Chengzhi grabbed her waist, thinking that she was going to leave, his expression became a little serious.

"I'm going to take a bath." Song Yu's face was flushed red. One of his feet was on the ground but one of his leg was still by the side of the bed.

Qi Chengzhi's expression softened, and then let his go. He did not say a word, but his naked, emotional eyes continued to stare at her, causing Song Yu's movements to become extremely uncomfortable, as his body stiffened like a machine. He bent down to pick up the bathrobe that he had thrown on the ground earlier and wrapped it around himself, without buckling it.

Since the two of them had already developed to this stage, there was no need to be so reserved. She was just not used to being exposed so naturally.

The bathroom in Qi Chengzhi's bedroom also had a bathtub, but it was useless to Song Yu. She just wanted to take a simple shower to wash off the sweat and the wetness.

Hot water with white fog rising from it sprinkled down, gently sprinkling on her white skin.

"Crack." With a light sound, Song Yu looked over. Qi Chengzhi was not wearing anything and just walked in naked.

She had yet to carefully look at his face, but now that he had suddenly barged into her line of sight, Song Yu could finally see him clearly.

He had a sturdy belly with chunks of abdominal muscles, and he also had a distinct mermaid line on him. It was hard to tell how this man had managed to create such a crafty figure.

Adding on the heat rising in the bathroom, Song Yu's face was burning red, but she could not look away. Facing Qi Chengzhi's tall and straight body, her eyes were staring at nothing.

She did not hide or cover herself as she waited for him to come closer. It was as if she was frozen and had forgotten to move.

Her hands trembled as she pressed them against his burning chest. She did not dare to raise her head or lower her head, and only dared to look at the skin in front of her.

"Why did you come in?" she asked in a low voice. Her head was a little muddled, and she felt like she was about to faint from the heat.

Looking at her blushing face and her rosy skin, his palms were filled with a beautiful feeling of smoothness. He pressed her close to him with all his might, and the thing underneath pressed against her.

She put her lips to her ear and asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you think?"

Song Yu's ears were heating up because of him, she buried her face into his chest, but she was lifted up by him, her back facing the still cold tiled wall, at the same time she was kissed, she also walked in.

After being tormented by him for a long time, he did not bother to wipe off all the water on the two of them. He turned off the shower and carried her back to her bed.

Song Yu was now unable to sleep, and for some reason, she was curious about his woman from the past.

Once a woman cared about something, it was inevitable that she would pass through this trial.

He wouldn't be happy to hear about her past feelings, but he had to know.

She felt that Qi Chengzhi seemed to be a man with a strong desire to bathe, at least for now.

This was Song Yu's first time, and there was no way to compare it, but she felt that Qi Chengzhi's techniques were very good, and not hurried.

Since she had already thought up to this point, the word "Ellie" had also smoothly entered Song Yu's mind. She still remembered the name Song Yu had called that morning in a daze, and her heart had become stifled.

His kisses, his body, his charm, everything about him, had already been tasted by other women.

Just like how she couldn't tolerate Jian Yi, even if Jian Yi really wanted to cut off all those people for her, she wouldn't accept it anymore.

"Qi Chengzhi, how many women have you had in the past?" She pointed a finger at his hard chest, not daring to look up, but he couldn't help adding, "Seriously and not seriously."

Now that he had asked the question, he felt that he was very vulgar. He didn't even ask the question, and he was even finding it difficult to hold it in.

"…" Qi Chengzhi looked at her and hugged his tightly. He was a little depressed because he had already done this twice, why was she still thinking about this now?