Hot?

Hearing her cry, she found that Wei Xueqin's face was very red, with some sweat on her face. Her lips were biting tightly, as if it was very uncomfortable. Her blurred eyes were staring at the war maniac so deeply.

The tender eyes and charming breathing make the war maniac's heart tighten, and his body can't help but tighten up. Even he shouldn't have a physical reaction.

I don't know what's the matter, he also felt dry and hot all over. That kind of feeling made him speechless, and his Adam's apple rolled.

"Xiao Yu, go out and help me get some wake-up soup in the kitchen," he said

Xiaoyu listened and answered: "yes, general." With that, he turned and went out. When he went out, he closed the door.

There were only two of them left in the room.

Wei Xueqin can't tell who is who. Her consciousness is turbid. From the moment she opened her eyes, she couldn't hear or see anything clearly. She had only one idea, which was heat. The waves of dryness and heat on her body made her feel very uncomfortable.

She began to pull her clothes and wave her hands, trying to catch something, as if nothing could be caught.

Her chest clothes were torn open, and her pink belly pocket was exposed in front of the war maniac.

Seeing this, he blushed. He reached out and grabbed her hand. He closed her open clothes. He shook his head to make himself sober.

He loves her.

Always reluctant to hurt her.

What she wants, he will satisfy her.

But at this time, she was on her own bed, calling her name. She was drugged, and he was still in her mouth. It shows that she has him in her heart, doesn't it?

Love, once triggered, is out of control.