Chapter 737

The voice of the man also becomes dumb, low ground says: "shame what, you where I haven't seen?"

"Wan Jingting!" She angrily called his name, pulled one side of the sheet to cover himself, "you know I'm not hurt, still looking at what ah!"

He rolled the Adam's apple, handsome face spread a layer of rogue tone, "I see my own wife can't?"

He just looked at her, a little silent, "can I help you?"

Tong en pushed him, holding his hair in his hand, rambling: "if you want to change the topic, let me take a quiet bath."

Tong en looked at him with almond eyes open, as if waiting for his next words, but the man didn't say a word, squeezed her chin and kissed her again.

ten thousand Ting Jing thin lips overflow smile, hold her rinse hair foam, towel around, suddenly down to her lips quickly kiss, hold her up.

Sometimes, he would regret what he said. Tong en then regretted it. His face turned red. After a moment's silence, he still insisted: "have you been wronged? You explain your virtuous technique

"Wash your hair, and you can point me out."

He took control of her head and forced her to lie down and pick her eyebrows.

She was just joking.

How can I wash her hair and have a relationship with a lot of women? The woman's clear possessive and suspicious illness has made him get a lot of satisfaction. Compared with what she used to be, he prefers her direct confession and satisfaction and affection in her mind. The foam hand has put her face down, and she has been very surprised.

Tong en blinked his eyes. The focus of his eyes began to focus. He said softly with a smile, "maybe I'll be happier, but you act like an experienced veteran."

The man's warm eyes fell on her face, peach blossom eyes narrowed narrowly, the action on the hand was still very light, asked: "is it difficult for me to torture your long hair clumsily?"

The voice is light, with a little irony and dissatisfaction.

"Have you ever studied how to wash a woman's hair?"

The hand of the man with clear bones caresses her hair, and the details of washing her hair are very good. I have to say that he has a good way to serve women. Looking at the lamp on the ceiling, Tong enjiao's good face smiles and squints her eyes with some enjoyment.

Tong en was caught off guard and put into the bathtub by him. He twisted the warm water, and the sound of the water was loud. She was pushed down by him. A beautiful golden curly hair was held in the palm of the man's hand. He coagulated her eyebrows and said, "lie down."

Then he picked her up and went into the bathroom.

No matter how close a person is, she doesn't mean to take off her clothes just to see. Everyone has his own temper. Tong en doesn't like it. Compared with a man's neat clothes, she has a bad feeling in her heart. It's hard to describe that feeling.

“……”

"I haven't seen it for long."

"Do you think I'm a sculpture? I don't feel comfortable when you look at me for a long time. "

Tong en shakes his head and pushes him out. Through the door, she thinks about Vicky's words. She is worried. She hears him laughing at the door and saying, "after washing, go downstairs to eat."

She breathed hard, the door was quiet again, and the troubles that shampoo took away slowly came to her.

After taking a bath and going downstairs to have dinner, the woman always looked at him as if she had nothing to do. Wan Jingting put down his chopsticks. As soon as he lifted his peach blossom eyes, he frowned at her burning eyes. "No appetite?"