Ji Xun was still struggling at first, but remembering the feeling of stopping midway a few times before, she didn't plan to be hesitant anymore.

As soon as his hand touched the man's collar, the towel slipped off.

Ji Xun swore that she really didn't mean it.

Fu Yanhan was not a saint. The towel fell off and he didn't have time to look away. Just when he was about to take a look, the woman covered his eyes with her hands.

Her hands are soft, white and soft, and her fingers are very thin.

"If this is a sentiment, then I like it."

The man grabbed her wrist and pushed her directly against the wall.

Behind her was a cold wall. It was so cold that she wanted to escape. In front of her was a man whose breathing was hot.

Ji Xun could only let himself be exposed under his eyes, and his whole body felt hot when he looked at him.

"Aren't you going to take a shower?"

She wanted him to stop looking, but she was afraid that the wrong words would make the man uncomfortable, so she had to change her words.

Fu Yanhan suppressed the burning feeling in his body, rubbed her into his arms, rested his chin on her thin shoulder, and spoke hoarsely.

"wash."

Ji Xun didn't dare to move. It was probably going to happen tonight, so she was actually a little scared.

"You go back to bed first, okay?"

She nodded slightly when she heard the man's words, "Can you get me another bath towel?"

The voice was so soft that Ji Xun wanted to cover his dismal mouth.

The man's low smile came from above her head, and Ji Xun subconsciously felt that he seemed to be in a good mood today.

She watched as the man stretched out his long arm, casually pulled a bath towel, then walked around behind her, and finally wrapped her up.

Ji Xun blushed, feeling as if he had a fever, and his heart could not stop beating rapidly.

Facing a man like Fu Yanhan, anyone would blush and their heart beats.

She grabbed the bath towel herself, then raised her misty eyes to look at the man. Seeing that there was no impatience on his face, she quickly walked out of the bathroom as if fleeing.

The door was slammed shut, Fu Yanhan licked his lips and went through the scene again in his mind.

It's so pure, it seems like it can grind people to the core.

The original playful expression in the man's eyes was replaced by a heavy look of lust.

He thinks it can last at least three months.

…

Ji Xun sat by the bed and looked at the surrounding environment. It was still the guest room from last time.

Also, how could she be qualified to enter his master bedroom like this?

Thinking of this, she lay down on the bed without any scruples. The towel was wrinkled, so she simply pulled off the quilt, threw the towel aside and got in.

Afraid that Fu Yanhan would come out later and make fun of her, he took it back and surrounded himself.

It's wet and a bit uncomfortable.

Ji Xun calmed down after tinkering for a while, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, his face turned red.

She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Yin Shuang.

【Didn’t you say last time, give me that?】

At seven o'clock in the evening, it was my free time, and the other party responded almost instantly.

【what.】

Ji Xun bit his lower lip and uttered a few words.

【boudoir…】

A voice message popped up.

"Hahahahaha, so that's what you're talking about. Isn't he lying on Fu Yanhan's bed? Just wait, as your good sister, I will send you all my collection now!!"

Ji Xun was startled when he heard the voice. He quickly retreated into the quilt and covered himself to listen to the voice.

Yin Shuang was also very quick and forwarded several articles.

[This is my man’s treasure, don’t be shy~ Enjoy your wonderful night~]

Ji Xun blushed and replied "Thank you". Then he stuck his head out and listened to the sound of the bathroom. He hadn't finished washing yet.

Only then did she feel relieved and retreated into the quilt to look at those things.

I have to say that the things we both share are really not guaranteed.

Although Ji Xun did not experience what it was like to truly become a woman, when she looked at these, the primitive impulse in her heart made her heart beat faster, and she felt that the blood flow in her body became much faster.

Just when she was about to exit, the bathroom door was opened. Ji Xun was so frightened that he stuffed his phone under the pillow, and accidentally pressed the voice message that Yin Shuang had just sent.

"Hahahaha, so that's what you're talking about. Isn't he lying on Fu Yanhan's bed..."

She subconsciously wanted to turn it off, but the man moved faster and held her down directly.

Ji Xun lay on the bed. The weight on her body made her dare not move any more. The man held her hands tightly.

After a while, the voice playback was finished.

She felt like she was running naked in front of Fu Yanhan, and she was useless.

The woman let out a sigh of relief and buried her face in the sheets.

The man moved, supporting his elbows so as not to press her, and then put his head on her neck. The shyer she was, the more he wanted to amplify this feeling.

"The secret of the boudoir."

He repeated it word for word.

Ji Xun pretended to be dead.

"Let's take a look together?"

He tried to reach over her to get the cell phone under the pillow, but how could Ji Xun let him succeed? The moment he let go, she used a lot of force to flip under him, and then moved the man to the side.

A pounce.

The situation reversed.

It was Fu Yanhan who did it deliberately.

Ji Xun lay on top of him, still holding his arm.

"So proactive."

She suppressed the tremor in her heart, and then said in a hoarse voice, "Doctor Fu doesn't like romance, so what's the point of letting you see it?"

Fu Yanhan stared at her thin white neck, as if he could see the scenery inside through the towel.

"Do you want to use what you have learned on me?"

Ji Xun let go of his hand and followed his previous behavior, placing his arms on both sides, then leaned down and kissed him.

A shallow kiss, lips touching.

Fu Yanhan opened his eyes and looked at her with her eyes closed and her eyelashes trembling, and her whole little face was stained pink.

The man was touched by this, and just as he was about to kiss Ji Xun deeply, he raised his head.

Her chest rose and fell slightly, and sweat broke out on her forehead because of her nervousness. "It said, you have to show your sexiness."

"Um?"

Fu Yanhan stretched out his hand and gently stroked the slightly damp hair on the back of her head. His eyes were straight and naked, and it was obvious that he still had unfinished thoughts.

"It is also said that... a woman is most sexy when she takes the initiative." Ji Xun bit her lower lip tightly.

Fu Yanhan rubbed her back with his other hand, "It's vulgar to refuse but welcome again."

He pressed her head and breathed hot air into her ear, "But Miss Ji is using it now, and it's really effective."

She was stunned for a moment, and then the man pressed her down and kissed her. He pried her lips apart without mercy.

Ji Xun smelled his scent, which was stronger than nicotine, and his spicy and mellow kiss, which was more profound than freshness.

Fu Yanhan was also moved, his eyes were blurred, as if he was half drunk and half awake.

Finally, he moved from her lips to her cheeks, kissing her carefully back and forth, causing the woman to tremble.

Ji Xun shrank violently, so the man hugged her and sat up, not allowing her to flinch in the slightest, and brushed her waist with his big rough hands.

Fu Yanhan had to admit that he simply loved her soft and delicate waist.

The ambiguous atmosphere reached its peak. Ji Xun lay on his shoulder, thinking that it would be impossible to stop tonight.


Chapter completed!