Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

He just leaned against her like this, with no clothes on at all, and the heat he emitted seemed to burn Lin Motong.

He put his hand on her head and pressed her head into the water, not letting her raise her head.

And Lin Motong's head, whole head and face, leaned between his legs.

She closed her eyes and couldn't vent her anger. She only felt something in her face, which was too hard to poke.

Maybe that is his eight pack abs?

Lin Motong's face was now red enough to scald an entire egg.

Now she didn't know what to do at all, and she didn't expect that Leng would help her tomorrow, and in this way.

At this moment, her heart beats like a drum.

"A Leng?" Yan Manqing opened the bathroom door and walked to the bathtub.

Seeing Ming Ye Leng taking a shower, she laughed: "I thought what you were doing. Since you are taking a shower, why bother to wait for me?"

"You go out first, I'll be here soon." Ming Ye said coldly.

Yan Manqing was young and beautiful, with a beautiful face. She was really cold towards Ming Ye. Seeing him faintly, she couldn't help but squat down and whispered, "Why, I help you?"

"No need," Ming Ye said coldly.

Yan Manqing stood up and said with a smile: "Then I will wait for you in the room."

"You go to the living room." Ming Ye said coldly.

"What are you doing?" Yan Manqing looked at Ming Ye Leng seriously.

"Men have things about men. It's not suitable for you to know." Ming Ye Leng didn't have much affection for her.

Yan Manqing also felt his impatience and said, "I'm going to the living room."

After speaking, she carried her bag and went all the way downstairs.

Ming Ye Leng immediately picked up Lin Motong, then strode to the door of the room and locked it.

He didn't turn around and re-entered the bathroom until it was confirmed that no one from outside would come in again.

When she entered, Lin Motong was drowning. She had been cold pressed in the water for so long tomorrow night, and she could not breathe until now.

Leaving cold tomorrow night, she lost her support and drowned in the bathtub all at once.

Ming Ye Leng reached out and picked her up, her eyes closed tightly, her breath was gone.

Mingye Leng took her to bed with stride, pressing her chest with both hands to give her a heart resuscitation.

But the situation was not good, her face became paler and paler, and even her lips were white without any blood.

Ming Ye Leng laid her flat, bowed her head, kissed her lips, helped her breathe in her mouth, and helped her breathe again.

After taking a few breaths in a row, Ming Ye was coldly stunned, and the taste of her lips was much better than he had imagined.

This touch made him almost forget to look up.

But in the end, he still remembered what he was doing, immediately raised his head and resuscitated her.

Lin Motong coughed heavily and spit out a big mouthful of water.

After a few more coughs, he was finally able to breathe normally. After a few breaths of fresh air greedily, the whole person's spirit was restored.

Mingye coldly patted her cheek: "Are you all right?"

"I...it's okay..." Lin Motong said hastily, with a handsome face that was magnified tomorrow night.

His scorching breath sprayed on her face. The breath of the two people was wrapped around the tip of the nose. The smell of the breath made her nervous and made her face red. For a while, I didn’t know how to react. Staring at him in a daze.