"But you are so different from before."

Before, Phytolacca was rational and restrained.

Now he seems to have endless energy and wants to do anything with her. He is no longer rational and does not need to restrain himself.

Sure enough, men will become addicted if they eat meat.

This is still in the bathroom!

Shang Lu fell in front of her and kissed her lips.

The breath he breathed out was as hot as lava.

Putting it against Qiao Qiao's lips, he said:

"Actually, a long time ago, your appearance, figure, good character, your inner self, your inside and outside, have deeply attracted me."

He confessed his feelings while kissing her.

Kiss from her cheek to the charming snow-white earlobe next to her ear.

Qiao Qiao suddenly felt itchy and numb.

She wrapped her arms around Phytolacca's neck and moaned softly.

"Shanglu, then the gentleman you were before was just an act."

"I won't pretend now." Phytolacca kissed her earlobe.

I carried her to the shower room.

Turn on the shower.

"Let's wash together, huh?"

"Then you put me down and agree first, just take a good shower and don't move your hands or feet. After you finish washing, go to bed and do it again."

Qiao Qiao's whole body hung on his waist.

Despite her height of 1.65 meters and weight of 98 kilograms, Phytophthora sativa stood straight and stable.

Holding her like this, he seemed relaxed.

"Phytolacca." She patted his shoulder and frowned, "Put me down."

"Don't let go."

"If your waist strength is so good, won't it be heavy hanging on to me?"

"What does this mean?"

He pinched the tip of her nose, pressed her against the wall, and let the hot water from the shower wash down.

Both of them were wearing thin clothes.

Soon, the clothes were all wet.

The thin clothes cling to the body, half hidden and half transparent.

Qiao Qiao’s good figure is clearly visible.

Phytolacca is more like a wild horse that has taken off its reins and can no longer be reined in.

The hot air in the room quickly blurred the glass door of the shower room.

As the water vapor swirled around them, the two lingering bodies hugged each other tighter and tighter.

Qiao Qiao's white feet were reflected on the foggy partition door.

Her toes gripped the glass door.

Ups and downs, the shaking of the glass door slowly calmed down after a long time.

The end.

Qiao Qiao was still hung around his waist by Phytolacca chinensis.

Drops of water slowly dripped down from the skin of the two people who were close together.

I can't tell if it's sweat or water stains.

Shang Lu kissed Qiao Qiao's slender white neck and lay on her chest.

"Joer, you are such a charming little elf."

"Phytolacca." Qiao Qiao also kissed his cheek, "I found that your physical strength is really good."

From the moment he entered the bathroom until now, he has been hanging her around his waist.

There are also strenuous exercises in between.

This amount of exercise consumes more energy than a player playing a non-stop full-court game.

When she saw that he was done, he seemed to be in better spirits.

And she was really a little tired.

She lay on his shoulder.

"Phytolacca, please help me rinse and carry me back to the room to rest, okay?"

"good."

Then he put her down and gently washed her body.

He took a large bath towel, wrapped her whole body, and held her in his arms.

During the few steps back to the bedroom, he lowered his head and looked down at the little drunk cat in his arms, panting from exhaustion.

His eyes are extremely gentle and doting.

When I put her on the bed, she didn't even bother to put on her clothes anymore. She curled up under the quilt and was about to go to sleep.

"Your hair is still wet, let's blow it dry before going to bed, okay?"

He captured her long hair.

The movements are light and gentle.

"No." Qiao Qiao turned over and turned her back to him, "I'm tired and sleepy."

Who told him to have such good physical strength?

She really couldn't stand it anymore and desperately wanted to sleep.

Phytolacca was helpless with her.

It's also his fault, he covets her softness and sweetness and has tormented her for so long.

I got up and went to get a hair dryer.

"You go to sleep and I'll blow dry your hair."

He sat on the head of the bed, spread her long, black hair on his legs, pulled it apart strand by strand, and blew it dry with low-temperature hot air.

His long fingers ran through her black hair, all the way to the ends.

Her hair is so smooth!

It feels thin and soft, like silk.

Qiao Qiao fell asleep in a daze.

Feeling him drying her hair, she turned over.

Turning over, he put an arm on his shorts-clad leg.

Hug his thigh tightly and press your face against it.

"Husband, yours is so good!"

She closed her eyes and curved the corners of her lips.

A face full of intoxicating smiles.

Phytolacca stopped drying her hair and looked at her.

"What did you call me?"

In his sleepy state, Qiao Qiao answered him lazily and happily:

"Husband!"

He was extremely happy and said, "Call again."

"Husband, husband, husband! You are so kind..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller.

Probably just too sleepy.

The subtle movements between the brows slowly returned to calm.

The smile at the corner of his mouth also slowly receded.
To be continued...