Morning, the Heir

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Chapter 133 A husband, a husband, is not angry.

Lin Xiaomi thought that he was talking about this place, and he nodded blushingly: "Know it."

Saying, he lifted his arm and wiped it clean and careful.

Leng Yuhuang is like a grandfather who leans on the sink and lazily waits for her service.

Lin Xiaomi also tried not to squint as much as possible. The things that should not be seen should not be seen as much as possible, but Yu Guang always inevitably falls on the little Xiao Huang.

She was busy, and she was doing nothing, and her eyes fell on her body as if she had settled.

The bathroom was full of moisture, and she was nervous to sweat. The thin skirt on her body was already sweaty and sticky, and the lavender dress made her exquisite figure.

Of course he knows what a beautiful figure is covered under the fragile fabric.

The **** throat rolled up and down.

Lin Xiaomi wiped his front, and his face was already hot and smoked like a small apple. People couldn't help but want to take a bite.

"Less... well, husband, wipe it in front."

"Yep."

Yep? Lin Xiaomi is speechless and can only say something more straightforward: "Then you turn down, I will wipe you behind."

"No."

Lin Xiaomi: "..."

"I am very comfortable with this, I don't want to move, you have to find a way to wipe it, but it must be cleaned. I have cleanliness, you know."

Lin Xiaomi listened to his rogue tone, and the small hand shook his towel and held back the urge to drop the towel on his face.

This is how the uncle is, who is the tutor, really owe it!

However, Lin Xiaomi was sent to the fence at this time, and there was a request for people, and there was room for rejection.

Even the face did not dare to sway, immediately squeezed a smile, and together, I can not wait for my arm to grow two meters long, so that he can wash him again without any effort.

In order to rub the back, Lin Xiaomi's arm is not long enough, and it is inevitable to touch his body.

Especially behind the shoulders and neck, she picked up her toes and stretched her arms, so how to look like how to get him into his arms.

Cold and cold eyes look at her sweaty look, her thin cloth on his body, he can smell the elegant fragrance of her body with his eyes closed.

Once again, through the neckline of the dress, you can see the deep line of business that people can't help but swallow.

Leng Yuhuang couldn't help but reach out and hugged her waist.

Lin Xiaomi was not standing still. He was so suddenly taken over, and the whole body slammed into him, especially the head hitting the gauze on his chest.

Lin Xiaomi had no time to see the gauze oozing blood at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She looked up at him in horror: "Husband, you, you are bleeding..."

It doesn't matter to her, it really doesn't matter!

Who told him to suddenly hold her!

She accidentally bumped into him.

She broke his wound, isn't that clumsy?

Lin Xiaomi is still not clear about the other's temper, for fear that the other party will blow her out of the villa if she is not happy.

"That, husband, I didn't mean it..." Lin Xiaomi's brain was stunned by the heat. At this time, the only conclusion of the brain after the rotation was that he was happy.

Lin Xiaomi softly voiced and learned the kind of voice he liked that made her numb: "Husband, don't be angry..."

Leng Yuhuang's big hand pinched her waist and her waist, and her body was numb with her soft voice. Even the deep and dark eyes were a little confused.

Holding her hand in her jaw, his gaze looked at her full lips.

"When a wife kisses her husband, her husband is not angry."

Lin Xiaomi had no time to think too much, and the subconsciously touched his lips and touched his lips.

But before she could withdraw, he couldn’t wait to side over, pinching her jaw and kissing him deeply.

Lin Xiaomi was shaken by his Meng Lang's movements. The resisting hands subconsciously reached his chest, and he could think of the relationship between the two.

The hands are not pushing hard.

Leng Yuhuang's eyes are slowly red, dragging her little tongue.

After the kiss, Lin Xiaomi had no strength, and it was soft in his arms. The tongue was numb, and she even seemed to return to her small apartment.

The once bullying man also kissed her like this.

Lin Xiaomi couldn't tell the difference between reality and dreams. She was kissed. She raised her hand and slapped it on his shoulder and groaned: "Pain!!"

Leng Yuhuang opened his scarlet eyes, his hands licking her delicate body, heavy asthma.

Lin Xiaomi breathed fresh air, and the hypoxic brain gradually woke up.

She looked at the man in front of her eyes, how she was just...

She thought she was kissing her...

The skirt on her body has been messed up, she is sloppy.

The slender wrist was suddenly caught.

Leng Yuhuang dragged her to her face and gasped: "I haven't finished it yet."

Lin Xiaomi blushes, his small mouth is swollen by his high kiss, and the micro-bee looks like a natural charm.

She looked at him inexplicably: "Is it all wiped?"

Her eyes slowly fell on his feet, could she not wash her feet?

it is good!

Lin Xiaomi wants to kneel down, and Leng Yuhuang refers to Xiao Xiaohuang who is arrogant: "It hasn't washed yet."

What, what?

Lin Xiaomi looked at him unbelievably, thinking that he had got it wrong.

Leng Yuhuang, a pair of "you didn't get it wrong" expression, pinched her pink earrings and smiled: "I haven't told you, every fold on my body... have to be cleaned?" ?"

Lin Xiaomi’s face banged and burst into red.

This person... This person is a pervert!

............

Lin Xiaomi succumbed to his arrogance, had to listen to his words, carefully wiped each pleat clean.

He was wiped out of his body behind him, and he was stripped of his clothes and pushed into the bathtub that had been placed before.

Beautifully, so much water can't be wasted.

When she took a bath, he lay aside and sighed unscrupulously.

Lin Xiaomi didn't take the clothes she changed, but she only wore his bathrobe.

Out of the bathroom, the air conditioning in the room, suddenly a lot of cool.

Lin Xiaomi’s body is like a cooked prawns, especially his forced hands. At this time, he can’t forget the unspeakable touch.

Five fingers stiff open.

She stood in the room, watching him pick up the phone and press the inside line: "Call Cheng Jie."

He only had a bath towel around his waist. At this time, the bandage on his body was almost wet by the water, especially the chest, bleeding and being stunned by water, which looked shocking.

At this point, Lin Xiaomi looked at his injury and forgot about it.

She really can't serve people, and the good people are so scary by her.

After a while, the door knocked: "Young Master."