C35 Find the right way

The atmosphere in the bathroom had turned into a standoff.

She stared at the man in front of her with a reddened face, and the man in front of her looked down at her.

At this moment, in the eyes of a man, a woman's body couldn't be any more enticing.

Her clothes were soaked and her hair was dripping wet. These drops of water were trickling down the folds of her clothes.

At this point, the flow of air can be altered by any slight change.

From his point of view, Tang Chu Rui was squatting on the ground. Innocent eyelashes smeared with steam were blinking in the dim yellow light of the bathroom lamp. Further down was a snow-white neck.

Following that, he could see her faintly discernible lines moving up and down from the angle …

"Handsome....."

However, she still had a drunken look on her face as she tugged at the corner of his shirt, wanting to get closer to him.

"Wake up." He reopened the flower and sprinkled it over her body.

"Wuuu..." I don't want it to rain. "I don't want to …"

It was almost impossible to refuse such a tender gaze.

But if she hadn't met him, who would she have met today in this way?

Would that man see her too? Such a seductive appearance?

Moreover, she didn't care who the person in front of her was.

Thinking of this, the man's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion.

Even the surrounding air had grown a few inches colder.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy? " It was only after a long time that Tang Chu Rui finally realized the abnormality of the person in front of her, "Why aren't you happy? I... Did I do something wrong? "

Everything was wrong. Every part of his body was wrong.

"I got it..." Tang Muren suddenly thought of something and cracked her lips into a smile. "Are you happy just because you're comfortable?"

As she spoke, she lowered her head and rubbed against the softness in front of her …

The man's body violently shook!

He retreated a few steps back, supporting the glass door with one hand.

Does it hurt? Why do I feel like you won't be able to stand up straight?

Despite the mist, he could not tell the expression on the man's face.

Tang really wanted to see what the other person's expression was like. But at this moment, the man turned his head and pursed his lips.

He turned his head … What does that mean?

Don't you want to meet her eyes?

"Is it really painful?" She did not understand. "Then should I be gentler?"

Then she lowered her hand.

The man made a soft "hiss" sound.

The water was getting hotter and fuzzier, until eventually neither of them could see the other's face.

However, the rising steam caused the temperature in the room to rise. There always seemed to be a force inside Tang Chu Rui, forcing her to find a way to get rid of it.

But right now, there was no solution. She felt very uncomfortable. It was a type of unspeakable discomfort.

Finally, Tang Chu Rui put all her weight on the object in front of her.

The man knocked on the glass and his fingers suddenly tightened!

"... "It's so hot..."

The thing in his hand actually had such a high temperature …

"Why is it so hot …" "Also..."

She was bored and poked with her fingertips.

The man's throat was filled with some unknown monosyllabic words. In the end, he swallowed them all back.

"Just a poke …" "He even knows how to move..."

She played for a while, as if trying to find a new way to play it. "What happens if I push it up?"

"What happens to the next one?"

"Left?"

"Right?"

"It really can reach 360 degrees!"

"Come on, turn around!"

At the moment, Tang Chu Rui's head was burning with a fever. To think that she was actually interested in this thing!

If he wasn't careful, his attack would have been too heavy.

"... "Hiss!"

He pursed his lips, almost falling to the ground from supporting the glass door!

He looked her up and down. Was this woman really delirious? Was she sure she hadn't done it on purpose?

Just a little bit more and he would have gone crazy because of her!

"Not fun!"

After finishing all the tofu, Tang Chu Rui suddenly let go and prepared to stand up on her own.

"Playing around is only this much!"

She said she wanted to walk out of the glass door. Under the light, his clothes were drenched, and the black knot on his shoulder strap could be clearly seen under the light. It was as if the moment he undid the button on his back, something would immediately pop out …

Was it an illusion? Why did he feel that he was the one being drugged instead?

"I'm going out!" "There's no more fun..."

At this moment, someone suddenly hugged her from behind. It seemed to be a test, yet it also seemed like a gentle imprisonment.

She heard a voice in her ear.

It was low, hoarse, and more like a bewitching charm.

"Perhaps... "You haven't found the right way to play with it …"