Listening to the sound of the water, through the frosted glass door, you can see a faintly slender figure in the bedroom.
There was a trace of evil in Song Chengfeng's eyes, and he was no different from the shrewd and powerful chaebol boss in the day. At night, this was too ghostly and evil.
"Tang Wan, bring me a bath towel in!"
Su Kui went directly into the bedroom after dinner, and the tableware will naturally come and clean up the tableware tomorrow.
It is fun for a woman to cook a meal once in a while. If she becomes a rice cooker and roughs her hands, it will be too much for her to lose.
The wool carpet in the bedroom is full of suit jackets, trousers, shirts, ties that Song Cheng throws away at will... some odds and ends, even—
There is also a very impressive size underwear...
Damn man.
Su Kui gritted her teeth, tidying up the clothes scattered on the ground, and calculating how she would avoid the beggars from the gold master while waiting.
Su Kui jumped by a sudden hollow voice from behind.
Looking back, the tall and thin body still visible through the frosted glass, the culprit came from there.
Su Kui put down the clothes in her hand, hesitated for a while, gritted her teeth, and pulled out a clean bath towel from the drawer, took it in her hand and walked over.
Knocked, the glass door opened in response, and a thin slit was opened. Su Kui quickly kept her eyes off, she was afraid of pinholes!
in fact-
The real reason is that he is afraid of being caught in the beauty of male tactics. Speaking of which, the man in Song Cheng looks good and has a height of 1.9 meters, which is comparable to a model.
Even compared with his lover Jun Mo, how can Su Kui dare to let this red fruit in front of him
She wanted to put the bath towel in through the slit, but the door was suddenly pushed open unconsciously, and then her wrist was tightly held by a wet, cold hand, and then she was dragged in.
Su Kui exclaimed, and the biting cold water splashed all over her face. The aqua blue silk home furnishing skirt was soaked in water and tightly attached to her body, like the second layer of skin, and her good figure was unobstructed.
Feeling the man's sight getting hotter and hotter, and there was a faintly burning prairie fire posture, Su Kui couldn't help shaking her body, and moved back step by step until she couldn't retreat, and her back was attached to the cold wall.
Bing's shivered, Song Cheng frowned when she saw her appearance. Today's trick is really new and it really caught his attention.
It stands to reason that they are all at this level, and it is boring no matter how hard you want to get caught.
Dangerously narrowing his long and narrow phoenix eyes, Song Cheng hooked his index finger, "Come here!"
"I..." Su Kui raised her head in horror, like lotus' face is full of grievances after the rain, and whispered in a low voice: "Could you not today... I, I'm not feeling well..."
But her gaze quickly swept across his evenly muscled upper body, and water dripping on his honey-colored skin, Su Kui secretly calmed her mind, and now she took back the original sentence.
Not comparable to the model, but the model is not as good as him!
In a word: the looks better than him are not as good as him, and the taller looks are not as good as him!
It's just right, why does God always favor men in these worlds
Lord Lord is one, and Song Cheng is also one now.
Suddenly, Su Kui's gaze fell on his broad shoulders, where there was a row of particularly abrupt traces in the uniform honey color, white in the shape of crescents.
Each of the small tooth marks coincided with the trace deep in the memory.
Su Kui's heart is beating wildly, wouldn't it be so coincidental...