Chapter 11 An Embarrassing Moment (Various Asks!)

Feng Xue Bing Ning fought below. In fact, it was almost dealt with. He just needed to clean up the mess, because the main scene had been controlled by the cold water. Bing Ning went upstairs and walked into the room where he had just fought. When she saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help exclaiming that the killer inside still maintained the action of the assassination. But he did not collapse to the ground. She stepped in carefully holding her breath, afraid that her not-so-thick breath would also interfere with the airflow in the room. When he came to a killer, his eyes were still full of disbelief. He stared wide, and the blue veins at the corners of his eyes were obvious. She raised her hand and touched them gently. In an instant, all the killers fell to the ground. Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but add more respect to the young lady and muttered, "Miss's martial arts have improved again."

Thinking of the young lady who had just been "robbed" by someone, she sighed secretly: the blind man can see that he is interested in the young lady, and he is infatuated with extraordinary infatuation. This infatuation, even one of her outsiders is moved by her, and has been guarding the young lady in obscurity, without asking for any reward, as noble as him, can It's not easy for Miss to do this! She didn't understand why the young lady's attitude towards him was so... It was not repulsive or disgusted, but a faint alienation, thick and sparse. It seemed that once she found herself close to him, the young lady would immediately bounce away alertly, keep a certain distance, and never take any further. After following the young lady for so many years, she still can't understand the young lady. She is still mysterious and can't be guessed. There are too many unknown things on her body. I just hope that the young lady can open her heart as soon as possible and be really happy. And that god-like man - can he do it?

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The other side

"Bang" the water is cold with one hand, and the door behind it magically closes automatically. Is this the legendary internal force?

"What are you doing?" Xi Xinmiao still doesn't understand his behavior. Looking at someone with a cold face, I want to get some answers. It is said that only women will get nervous several times a month. When will men also have such a right?

"You were just taking a bath." Looking into her ignorant black eyes, she couldn't retreat.

"What's so?" She answered honestly and calmly. Standing there, a peerless and elegant face in the faint yellow light, which seemed to be clear.

He lowered his face with a smile and stared at her quietly.

He fell into his confused eyes, and a strange spark jumped in the depths. "It's okay. I just have to deal with it later." The gentle and deep statement makes people unconsciously confused by the peaceful tone.

Raise your eyebrows slightly, deal with it? He said softly, "What else do you want to do with the body?" He was really puzzled. Everyone was dead. What else did he want? At this point, she doesn't understand that she is a fool. He must be concerned about the assassin's assassination while bathing. Thinking about this, I feel a little unwilling. She is not your property. She doesn't mind. What do you mind? Besides, they didn't see how she took a bath at all, and they didn't count it as being seen!

"There is a punishment that even the bones can't be saved." He smiled faintly, and his glazed watery eyes were obscure and unclear, like smoke and fog, like the scenery in the misty rain, faintly hazy and difficult to see through.

But she clearly caught the gloom in his eyes and the chill behind him. Although it was only for a moment, it was indeed my instinctive reaction. He is indeed a demon. And he is a devil with an angel's face. He is undoubtedly more lethal, destructive and destructive. Because under that gentle and calm face, what is preserved is a bloodthirsty and cruel heart. If you don't sing, it will be a disaster!

"Sneeze!" She couldn't help sneezing, and then she understood her current situation. With bare feet, there was already a water stain on her feet, as if it had been salvaged in the water.

"Come on, wipe it quickly." He held a square scarf to wipe it for me, and his expression had been replaced by a trace of worry.

Xi Xinmiao grabbed it and said, "I'll do it myself." The original calm has been restored, and there is no flaw on his face, with a faint alienation. It seems that the tenderness just now is like a flash in the pan, and there is no trace of the wild geese.

He did not object. He looked at the empty palm, smiled faintly, didn't care, and slowly withdrew.

She turned around and just took a small step, but was slipped by the water under her feet and leaned back. All this happened so fast that there was no warning at all. I didn't have time to make any precautions.

The water on the side was cold and his hands were fast. He immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed it to me. Unfortunately, he was still a little close. He pulled a corner of the bathrobe and tried too hard. With her back, the whole bathrobe was pulled off. Seeing that Xi Xinmiao was about to land on the ground, in the lightning, he fell backwards in the posture of holding her arms, and then In this way, it was supposed that she fell down, but it changed because someone spontaneously became a human meat pad. At the moment of close contact with the earth, she clearly heard a muffled sound from him under her.

What's worse is more than that. If there is the next scene, Xi Xinmiao would rather fall down by himself. Unfortunately, things happened so gorgeously, although she didn't want to admit that their posture was very beautiful, ambiguous, and not suitable for children.

facetoface, mouth-----to-mouth. The two parties are still staring. What kind of sparks will come out when the black eyes meet the blue eyes? The confusion of the black eyes, the brief confusion of the blue eyes and the subsequent narrowness are obviously extremely satisfied with such an accident.

The head is in a machine... The tightly fit lips, the warm breath of the two people between the noses, the fragrance of the girl, the unique medicinal fragrance of the man, lingering and fused at this moment, fused for a long time.

Xi Xinmiao fell into a trance for a while. In such a seductive posture, no matter how you look at it, you think it's her overlord's hard bow. If they all wear clothes, it can be explained as falling down. However, her bathrobe has long been torn off. Now it's really **, and even the last line of defense that the group of killers didn't see. Unexpectedly, he picked up a cheap one for nothing. Oh, my God, did she owe him in her last life? Awai, awai, a lament, a lament.

If she is seen, she must think that she can't wait to throw herself into her arms, and she can't wash it even if she jumps into the Yellow River.

I feel that the big hoop on my back is a little tight, and the temperature from the palm of my hand tends to get hotter and hotter, like a flame, and the ignition behind it seems to burn itself. Thoughts returned, and his eyes were no longer as clear as a lake, with a trace of chaos, turbidity, and charm. The lips were no longer motionless, slowly squirming, gently licking her lips, with a little caution, tentative.

Shui Yihan himself did not expect that he would act like this, as if everything was so natural. I only felt a burst of consternation when she pulled off her bathrobe at that time. At that time, the situation did not allow him to think at all. There was only one thought in his mind, that is, she could not get hurt. He suddenly hugged her in his arms and let himself hold her. Fortunately, she is fine.

But the next thing was a little derailed. The warm and soft jade was in her arms. At this time, she did not hang up at all. She felt her delicate and smooth skin in her hand, as silky satin, which made people unable to put it down. As well as the two strands of pressure resisted on her chest, smelled the faint fragrance after the woman's bath, and recalled the woman's carti she had just seen. : Under the shadow of the lamp, the carti is as bright as the moon, emitting a deadly **. The peerless and amazing face is like a manzhu sand flower placed in the dark night, dazzling, like anger, like fog and smoke eyes, enchanting and enchanting. In addition, she is the person on the tip of her heart that she protects with her life. How can she resist such a scene? How to resist?

Her relationship with the cold of her lips was a little cold, and she was already boiling with blood, and her heart was so excited that she couldn't help hugging her more and more, and kissed her diamond lips uncontrollably. And she didn't seem to react yet, but she still closed her teeth. It doesn't matter. He will take her to sink together.

The water kissed so cold that she forgot her feelings. Suddenly, she felt suffocated on her neck. When she waited for her eyes, she pinched her neck fiercely. He smiled secretly in his heart. If it was known that the owner of the bloody valley was strangled and threatened, no one would believe it. Who would have thought that Shui Yanhan would be willing to kill life, but there is only one premise. I just didn't expect that his idea would come true in the future.

How did Xi Xinmiao know that when he pinched his cold neck, he had already handed over his life to himself. No, it was earlier, perhaps a glimpse of the day?

"Ter, say! What did you see?" That situation really smelled like a hungry wolf, and I couldn't take care of my whole body for a while. In fact, I still have a fluke mentality in my heart, just to seek some spiritual comfort.

"See--" The water is cold and evil, and his eyes are flowing. His eyes move all the way down with someone's fierce petite face. The delicate collarbone, because the slightly propped up action is more prominent. Then below, the eyes are gradually dark, the tone is dull and low, and the Adam's apple rolls, "Heart, if you keep it like this again. Posture, I'm afraid I'll eat you."

I understood what he meant. His face turned red and he bent down slightly, but he took the opportunity to take her around and pressed her harder to him, "You! Well--" All the words at his mouth were swallowed up by him. He grabbed the back of my head with one hand and kissed the cool lips, gentle but warm, tossing and lingering. She wanted to look up, but the back of her head was imprisoned. The more she resisted, the harder he pressed himself against him.

My heart was blown up by the wind, with inexplicable emotions, some panic, some confusion, and pain.

She struggled, he was strong, one resisted, and the other was entangled, bumping into the fireworks.

"Heart, your body, your heart, can only belong to me!" After a long period of entanglement, he said to her. The voice is still low and hoarse, charming and seductive.

The wind rises, the night is cool, the lights sway, where is the heart?