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"Little!" With a low growl, Mu Shaoli had no choice but to stand up. He glanced at Mo Xiaozhu on the bed, placed his hand on her face, and suddenly pinched it, saying evilly: "Be good and wait for me. I'll be back soon."

"Howl …" Mo Xiaozhu swallowed her saliva as she felt extremely uncomfortable.

The sound of the door opening and closing rang out in her ears, but in just a moment, only silence remained in the room. The itchiness was so unbearable that she had to support herself on the bed to stand up, and perhaps the cold water in the bathroom could cool down the fire burning in her blood, but she had no way to stand up, grit her teeth, and used all her strength to roll away.

Just as Mo Xiaozhu was about to get up and go to the washroom, a shadow suddenly fell on her body. Mo Xiaozhu saw the two legs; her long and slender legs made her raise her head for a long time before seeing the owner of those legs. It was actually him. "Ah …" Did she see a ghost? How could Shui Junyu be in Mu Shaoli's bedroom? It must be her eyes that were blurry, it must be.

He rubbed his eyes and looked again. It was still him. He bit his lips, feeling a pain. "Shui Junyu, is that you?"

"What? You don't recognize me so soon?" Originally, he only wanted Qiang to follow her and report about her situation, but he didn't expect that when Qiang told him that Mo Xiaozhu had been taken to the car of Mu Shali's men, he actually rushed over without thinking at all.

What was this?

Shui Junyu raised his eyebrows at the young girl in front of him. He was looking down on her from above, and it was a naked woman in front of him. However, the one who felt uncomfortable was him.

What the hell.

"Ah, no, no, please... "Please …" Mo Xiaozhu's words were incoherent, and her whole body was surging with an indescribable impatience, which made her want to find a way to dispel them.

"Begging me for what?" It seemed like he was wrong, it was just an ordinary woman. He had been pretending before, but thinking of the colorful TT's in her handbag, she must have had an unparalleled thirst for men.

Mo Xiaozhu lifted her finger with much difficulty, her eyes swept across the washroom, "Please …" Please take me with you... to the bathroom. "

"What for?" Did she not find her appearance enticing enough? She had taken off all her clothes. Could it be that she wanted to splash a few water droplets on her body to increase her allure?

"Cold..." Cold water, I want to pour cold water over it, I, feel uncomfortable. " Mo Xiaozhu really didn't know how to describe her current feeling. She really needed to pour cold water on it. The sooner the better, but her whole body was exhausted.

Shui Junyu's fingers rested on her dewy shoulder blades, and the moment they touched, he understood why she reacted like that. It was because Mu Shaoli had actually fed her that kind of thing.

He grabbed the woman's body with his long arm and pulled her into his embrace. Then he pulled the bedsheet over the bed and quickly wrapped her up, "No."

"Why?" She really couldn't take it anymore. "Please carry me to the bathroom, quick." As she spoke, her body couldn't help but rub against his through the sheets. That rub felt so comfortable that it made her tremble violently …

Yet, to his surprise, it shook him.

Between the legs of his casual pants, he felt a little out of control.