Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

As soon as her hand stopped, the voice of Lengscheng above her head suddenly sounded: "Why don't you continue?"

There was a hint of dissatisfaction and a hint of doubt in her voice, as if she was very upset at this time.

Although in his tone of voice, she could hardly hear any "trick-playing" and "provocative-teasing" in his tone, she still couldn't help it.

"I……"

"Nothing is wiped down below, do you want me to catch a cold?" The voice was a bit heavy, as if "accusing" her.

Gu Qingqing was a little embarrassed. She slightly pursed her lips and watched Leng Sicheng standing with her eyes closed. She didn't even glance at her for half a minute, as if she didn't care about her approach.

Taking a deep breath, she picked up the towel, skipped somewhere in the middle of him, and wiped his legs directly, all the way down to his ankles, Lengscheng also cooperated to stick his feet out of the slippers— —The meaning is very clear, let her wipe her feet clean.

When everything was over, she didn't look up, turned around and took the nightgown and bottom-pants from the stool next to her: "You can wear it."

"I'm still wet here, do you want me to sleep wet?" Lengscheng pointed to the only place on his body that had not been cared for by towels, his voice was cold, and he rigorously accused, "If I don't wipe it clean, I will catch a cold here. ——What can I do if I don’t work anymore."

What does it matter to her if he "cannot" here!

No matter how angry he is this time, Gu Qingqing is still dead and alive, "Here, yourself..."

"What am I? Huh?" She stepped back, Lengscheng followed forward, her tall body pressed down, and she could feel his hot breath gushing on the side of her neck without her face. The closer he gets, the more she dodges. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, under his closeness, and finally collapsed on the bed sheet.

When she fell, her raised foot seemed to hook his calf, and he also fell down with an unstable center of gravity, and his slender arm supported him directly above her body.

Gu Qingqing was wearing a bathrobe with nothing but a pair of poor pants. When she just fell down, the belt of the bathrobe tied around her waist was loosened, and the neckline of the bathrobe also opened a little, revealing a half-round arc on both sides, and the lovely belly button on the flat abdomen.

With a little damp, slightly curly hair dangled, a few strands of mischievous hair went into her bathrobe to hide the curvature of her. She seemed a little surprised, her fair complexion was tinged with a hint of powder, and her soft red lips opened slightly, revealing a row of thin waxy teeth. Especially her eyes are clear and bright, they stare round when surprised, with a trace of shyness, a trace of panic, and misty mist.

Condescendingly, from his point of view, this kind of half-concealed amorous feelings makes people very intoxicated, and very incomparable-want to continue!

Seeing that she is in good health, the cold should be better, he can also...

Approaching, approaching again, he held her soft lips, savoring it carefully, and the two pressed closely together.

He was hot like a fire, as if he was going to burn her to death. I have to say that Lengscheng is a master of flirtation, even if he knows that he is bad, he is indifferent, he is moody, and he has many scandals, but when he is close, her heart will still be involuntarily beating faster and faster.

The body temperature is getting hotter and the atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger, just at this moment...