Master Zhan, Calm Down!

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"So early tomorrow morning, I will take you to the base and find Junhang to show you. +++ Catino novel website www.wuxiaspot.com" Rong Zhan said, pampering her on her forehead (kiss wen) again (Kiss Wen).

It was really the one he hurt in the palm of his hand. Now that something like this happened, Rong Zhan blamed himself and felt sad.

She couldn't recognize her face, even if she led the wrong person, he admitted that he was angry for a moment, but after being angry, it was more decadence and pain. It was because he didn't protect her, so she had such a thing , How can he, how can he blame her?

not to mention.

She was sad enough, she couldn't recognize people's faces, the most painful person was her.

Rong Zhan really feels distressed, as long as he thinks about it, his heart aches.

He must take good care of her.

He and she have already planned to set up a set to wait for the real murderer to enter the urn and catch it early, which is also a guarantee for her.

In the evening (sleeping in Shui), Rong Zhan finished her work early and took a shower after nine o'clock in the evening.

I tried warm water for her in the bathtub, and carefully helped her to take a bath.

He didn't (take off his tuo) clothes, and it didn't matter if the water got wet. After letting her lie down comfortably, he squatted over and wiped her delicate white skin with a towel.

Rubbing everywhere on her body.

Such a arrogant and unruly man, at this time, his narrow eyes were filled with tenderness.

Even if she is not covered with strands, even if she is softer and fuller after pregnancy, Rong Zhan's eyes at this moment are not related to the **** (lust), and serve her as much as possible.

Sang Xia (Huai Huai) is pregnant, but it is actually very attractive. She has a white and beautiful slender neck, wet green silk sticking to it, her seductive collarbone, and the softness in front of her (chest xiong). With blushing (color) and beautiful cheeks, these are the most charming scenery under Rong Zhan's eyes.

Sang Xia lay on the edge of the bathtub, tilted her head to look at him, lazily squinting her long eyes, just watching Rong Zhan scrubbing her back with a wet towel, and she couldn't tell. Warmth.

Speaking of fear of hypocrisy.

So I can only be hypocritical in my heart.

The person she loves most is Rong Zhan.

Because in this world, no one loves her more than Rong Zhan.

Regarding Bo Yi, she didn't want him to become irrational, so she wanted to hurry him away, fearing that the conflict between their brothers would escalate. She was for his good, so how could she be on Bo Yi's side.

She only wanted the two of them to solve the matter by themselves.

Rong Zhan wiped her neck and turned her slender back.

Sang Xia felt the heaviness of her mouth, and he turned around, her cheeks couldn't help but turn red.

So when she raised her body, she took his hand along the way, her eyes were wet, like spring water, (red hong) lips lightly opened, "Rong Zhan, you come in too, let's wash together."

When Rong Zhan heard this, his narrow eyes swept over her delicate body, his eyes became more familiar, and his breathing was obviously heavy, "Okay."

Rong Zhan (dry gan) finished his clothes in a crisp three or two (take off tuo) and went in. He was behind her and took her into his arms. The two of them were in the huge bathtub, full of warmth, and the water vapor in the bathroom. Permeating, transpiring.

In the shadows.

Seeing two people cuddling closely, like swans crossing their necks, he bowed his head and kissed her in his arms.

Beautiful, romantic, warm and beautiful.

Until, when Sang Xia took a towel to wipe him--