Lu Hanting hidden in the dim yellow light of the handsome face expressionless, light hum a, "en."

He said it hurt.

Xia Xiwan pursed her purplish lips and blew on his wound.

It's naive.

Lu Hanting looked at her and remembered that day in the villa room, her little hand on his back was so gentle and pitiful that she gave him a blow.

Lu Hanting's deep narrow eyes were soft. His mind was moved. He directly folded up his two proud long legs and sandwiched her between his legs.

He

Xia Xiwan quickly grabbed the clothes on his shoulder to prevent himself from wrestling, but now she was caught between his legs, he was sitting, she was standing, the breathing between the two began to entangle together.

Lu Hanting looked at her, then slowly raised his big hand to cover her mouth and nose, leaving her a pair of clear Jian Tong turning black outside.

Her clear eyes are really beautiful and attractive, giving him a very familiar feeling.

Now, looking at her eyes instead of her face, Lu felt that he was moved.

"Who on earth are you?" Lu asked in a low voice.

Xia Xiwan's heart jumped. His guess just now seems to have been confirmed. He Like her, at least she is different to him.

Otherwise, he would not be jealous.

Otherwise, he would not fight for her.

Otherwise, he would not show such confusion in front of her.

Xia Xiwan's heart is soft and in a mess. She puts all her bets on him. Although she hasn't won yet, he has satisfied her at the moment.

Xia Xiwan lowered his head and quickly covered his thin lips with a kiss.

Lu Hanting's pupil shrinks. She kisses him!

Although it was a kiss from a dragonfly, her lips were soft and fragrant, with the fragrance of a girl he liked.

Lu Hanting put a hoop around her slender waist and pulled her to her lap. Now Xia Xiwan is sitting on his lap. She raises the clear Jian Tong and looks at him.

Lu held out his big hand and shuttled his slender five fingers into her long hair. Then he slowly lowered his head and his thin lips fell on her eyes.

He was kissing her eyes, over and over again.

Xia Xiwan hugged his delicate waist and gave him a kiss. The dim yellow light was plated on the two people's bodies. They were intimate and affectionate.

After a while, Lu Hanting's thin lips moved down and slowly bullied her red lips.

It's getting closer. I'm going to kiss you.

But at this time, Lu Hanting suddenly opened his eyes. He seemed to be sober. He directly reached out and pushed away Xia Xiwan in his arms.

Xia Xiwan stood up and Lu Hanting strode to the window. He crossed his waist with one hand. The whole person struggled and was in a mess. "We can't, you go."

He let her go.

In fact, Xia Xiwan can understand him. He has been flattered by Shangguan mi'er. He hasn't recognized her yet. He doesn't want to betray her.

So now that he is attracted by her, he will feel guilty, which makes him unable to accept, and he doesn't want to break through this last step.

Now the most painful thing is him.

Xia Xiwan took a look at him, then really turned and left.

Now there is only Lu Hanting left in the room. Lu Hanting thinks he needs to be quiet. He has to think about what he is doing.

What he loves is Xia Xiwan. Why does he have such a strong feeling for a little servant girl?

At this time, the door of the room opened again and someone came in.