Hey, it's painful. How can life bear the heart to do such a cruel thing to her little cutie.

Well, life means that I don’t want to carry this pot...

Qing Mang was lying on the bed, a little bored, and didn't know what to do, so he could only listen to the voice inside, and then cooperate with some scenes from the previous life, as Xiao thought.

After finally waiting for the sound of the water to stop, Lu Yanmu did not come out for a long time, making Qingmang feel very puzzled.

Isn't this the one who fainted?

As soon as Qing Mang opened the quilt and wanted to go in and take a look, he raised his eyes and saw Lu Yanmu come out...

The man came out, his upper body was naked, the water drops on his body were not completely dry, and he slid all the way along the texture of his body. The bath towel that sank into the waist, Qingmang instantly felt the nosebleed to the nose, and the blood spurted...

Lu Yanmu only had a bath towel tied around her waist. The problem was that this bath towel was used to wipe her body in the bath just now. It was pink and tender. It was a bit short and could only be covered. It was strange to look at.

Lu Yanmu noticed that Qingmang's eyes had been falling on the lower part of his waist, and suddenly there was a desire to die down. Hope also tended to rise, and he quickly calmed his mind.

However, Qingmang wanted to move forward recklessly, and said: "Why did you take a bath? Still wearing my bath towel..."

Qing Mang's original intention was to tease him, but the man who was in the middle of his desires, how could he not want to be crooked.

Hearing Qing Mang's words, his breathing suddenly became a little turbulent, and he strode forward a few steps, buckling Qing Mang directly between the bed and his body. Confined firmly, leaving no gaps, but carefully avoiding her wounds.

After the oncoming full bath, the masculine breath instantly enveloped the green mans, and even his nose was his smell. It smelled very comfortable, refreshing, and inexplicably liked.

Then Qing Mang's brain twitched, and he blurted out: "You smell good."

These words seemed to ignite Lu Yanmu's final sanity in an instant. Before any reaction, his body had already made the most primitive actions.

The big palm clasped the back of Qingmang's head, and the thin lips directly sealed the cherry lips, grabbing the fragrance inside.

Although Qing Mang's behavior was unexpected, she was still very happy to see this situation, putting her little hand on his waist, trying to fit him more closely.

The man felt the girl’s initiative and catering, and deepened the kiss. It was different from the gentleness before, and it brought an overbearing and unresistible aura. It was like rubbing the person in his arms to his bones, thinking about time. It goes so far.

As the consciousness of the two people gradually blurred, the man's movements became more and more irregular. The girl's loose medical clothes facilitated the man's movements, and the big palms moved away from the girl, wanting more.

It wasn't until the girl "hiss..." screamed a little pain, that the man's out-of-control sanity was recalled.

Qing Mang's body still has injuries...

Quickly let go of the green light, and forcibly suppressed the heat on her body, after calming her breath for a while, she lowered her head to look at her wounds.

Secretly cursed: Lu Yanmu, you bird. Shou! Qingmang has injuries on his body, so he can handle it!

Compared to Lu Yanmu's guilt, Qingmang's face was extremely ruddy, panting slightly, and his body was weak and collapsed on Lu Yanmu's body.

Lu Yanmu was relieved when he saw that the wound hadn't cracked open, but he was still very guilty.