"..."
Xiang Wan snorted and lowered his eyes.
"You think too much… "
Her hair was wet, her eyes were wet, and her whole body was wet. Under the flow of water, she looked like a blooming flower in the rain and mist. Those little awkwardnesses and uneasiness were appropriately embellished with shyness and shyness. In Bai Muchuan's eyes, there was something special about him.
His eyes were deep, "Is this appropriate?"
Xiang Wan wandered away in his mind, and was startled when he heard the words, "What?"
Bai Muchuan smiled softly, "Is the strength lighter or heavier?"
"..." Xiang Wan snorted, "It's suitable."
He glanced at her sideways, stopped talking, and carefully scrubbed and washed her, his movements were small and meticulous, as if the woman in his palm was a peerless treasure, and he used his patience to the extreme...
The rhythm of Xiangwan's heartbeat could not be steady.
Sometimes fast, sometimes slow!
Irresistible.
But she didn't say a word, forced herself to be calm, and suffered silently...
"Comfortable?"
Bai Muchuan stared at her intently.
"Yeah." Xiang Wan's cheeks burned slightly, and she just pretended not to understand what he said. Bai Muchuan didn't ask any further questions, and continued to scrub her. He rubbed the shower gel into his palms to form gentle foam, and then gently spread it on her body. He walked up and down with his big hands, his eyes were in the warm yellow light, as if there were stars flowing, The muscles on his arms rose and fell, and the little mouse jumped, making Xiang Wan feel even more uncomfortable.
"... that's it!"
"Huh? Is that all right?"
"Just wash it off!"
"Will you wash it again?" He was very serious, "Some places haven't been washed yet."
He squatted down slowly, gently lifted one of her feet, pinched it in the palm of his hand, dispersed the foam, painted it on, and kneaded it carefully, seeing that the nails were evenly powdered like shells, It made her goosebumps all over her body, and then her slender fingers went all the way up her calf...
"Bai Muchuan!" Xiang Wan couldn't stand anymore, and hugged his waist, "Don't..."
"What's wrong?" He was covered in water droplets, sticking to his skin brightly, full of evil desire to conquer...
Xiang Wan was speechless, but he smiled, "Be good, let me serve you..."
"..."
"is this OK?"
"..."
"Think about it?"
"..."
"say!"
"Think about it!"
He pressed against her lightly, "Good boy!"
… It's been a long process.
The gentle bath, the comfortable temperature, the wanton man... All these catalyzed the secretion of dopamine, dominated Xiang Wan's will, let her merge with him, and tried her best in this foggy shower room Strength, let each other get the ultimate happiness, and then Bai Muchuan put him under the quilt, and fell into a long dreamland...
The light in the bedroom is off.
A dream in the dark, real and blurred.
Xiang Wan was taken away by the plot of the novel, and her dream was full of stories...
Like an ongoing drama, one dream after another.
It seems to be discovered in real life, and it seems to be written in a book.
In her dream, her fingers touch the keys like flying, recording the story in the dream...
She was a little confused.
Is it a dream, or a dream within a dream...
Xiang Wan was entangled.
This kind of helpless entanglement made her wake up suddenly!
It was dark in the room!
Bai Muchuan breathed evenly and slept soundly next to her.
It's a dream!
She let out a breath, gently pushed away the hand on her waist, turned her back, took out her mobile phone, and slowly recalled, preparing to record the plot of the dream just now...
This is her experience.
Sometimes there are many wonderful ideas in dreams, but when I wake up the next day, I forget them all.
Therefore, whenever she thought of something, she had to write it down immediately, even if it was three o'clock in the middle of the night.
Of course, sometimes when I wake up and see what I recorded at night, I feel very ridiculous. Because it has nothing to do with the plot I'm writing...
Xiang Wan finished writing, saved it, and was suddenly taken aback.
In the Pages of her mobile phone, there is an extra document.
A document that doesn't belong to her.
Xiang Wan opened in a strange way.
Title of the document, Terrifying Thriller—The Second Episode of "Murder Script".
sky!
Xiang Wan's nerves popped out, his mind buzzed and went blank.
Only one pair of eyes, keeping a close eye on the content of the document on Pages—
…
This building is like a maze.
She was running desperately, looking around while running...
She seemed to be looking for something, her eyes were full of panic.
Oh, looking for a dead body.
An hour ago, she received a message that someone asked her to come here.
If it was too late, the child would have turned into a corpse.
Yes! child.
She ran crazily, tired, and dared not stop.
"Where are you? Where are you?"
She shouted, her eyes darkened.
"... call the police! call the police!" she thought in her mind.
"No, no!" She stopped herself immediately.
The child will die.
Call the police and the child will die...
She can only find him by her own strength...
before he died.
What a challenge!
The lights in the building were very dim, and it was pitch black everywhere. Holding a flashlight, she stumbled, fell down, got up again, got up, fell down again...
The corridor was very long, and she climbed up on hands and feet. Her feet were worn out and her hands were scratched, but she couldn't feel the pain.
find it!
find him!
Must find him!
In the darkness, she heard her panting...
Helpless panting, intense fear!
But she hasn't been found yet.
The child was not found—
where is he? Where
The only answer to her is the darkness around her...
She looked around in fear, the light of the lamp, a faint beam, was surrounded by darkness and tension.
"Son... where are you... where are you..."
Her feet finally set foot on the last step.
It's rooftop.
Already on the roof.
The whistling wind sounded like a demon calling.
A small figure appeared in front of his eyes. He was on the edge of the roof of the building, precariously falling, and might fall down at any time...
"Don't move!" She rushed over in surprise.
She sees hope.
Can save him!
She was almost there.
However, at the same moment as she took her steps, the child's small body quickly fell downstairs.
"what!"
In the wind on the roof, only her shriek was left!
Under the moonlight, her face was as pale as paper.
I saw her clearly.
Finally, I saw her clearly.
She is... oh, Xie Wanwan.
It's Xie Wanwan, it's her, it's her!
…
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Awesome Jin Gong sisters!
Gave me a lot of Mid-Autumn Festival gifts.
Especially thanks to brother Cai's godmother, my prince sister, Jin fans, ylf Fei, Lingsha... and many friends, it's too late to name them, in short, Er Jin has them all in my heart.
mwah!
The story is getting better and better, and I want to write a new book again. I am contradictory...cover my face @!
Come on, come and wake me up, girl!