He stubbed out the cigarette, tossed the butt down the stairs, then leisurely walked to the bathroom door, ruffled his hair, and leaned lazily against the doorfra, asking, "What’s wrong?"
"You still ask what’s wrong!" Ye Qingxin was nearly bursting with anger; she grabbed a not-so-large towel to wrap her exposed body, pointed at the showerhead with water gushing out, "Why is this water cold? Jiang Yixiu, why did you bring to your place? Can’t we go to a hotel?"
After saying this, she amusingly wiped the water from her face as if she had never been treated like this, her deanor very spoiled--
Yet this spoiled deanor inexplicably made Jiang Yixiu feel she was cute. He smiled and said, "Don’t be ungrateful; you are the first woman I’ve brought back."
Ye Qingxin had a look as if to say "go to hell," imdiately walked out, and as she brushed past the man, didn’t forget to step on him hard with her wet foot.
"What, not going to shower?" Jiang Yixiu raised an eyebrow and walked over, "I don’t have an obsession with cleanliness; it’s okay if you don’t shower, can we start now?"
"..." Ye Qingxin didn’t have the mood for that now. She turned around, started dressing, saying, "Unless we go to a hotel, otherwise don’t even think about touching ."
Jiang Yixiu had seen many beauties, in fact, he had grown a bit aesthetically tired of won, seeing beauties in all shapes and sizes, but he was still attracted by this one here, especially the blooming mandala tattoo around her waist--
For such a beautiful woman to place such a tattoo in that spot, Jiang Yixiu couldn’t find another reason besides deliberately leading people astray.
The man walked over, hugged the woman who was dressing from behind, "Isn’t this a case of wanting to catch but letting go, clearly could have dressed in the bathroom, yet chose in front of . Miss Ye, can’t your seductive tactics be a bit more original?"
"..." Ye Qingxin felt a wave of discomfort, encountering this "womanizer," seed hard to pretend as a virtuous woman.
"Doctor Jiang, if you insist on thinking this way, then so be it! Besides, the tactic doesn’t matter whether it’s original, as long as it works--"
As she spoke, she turned around, the woman with wet black hair now looked like a siren erging from water, particularly alluring.
"Ye Qingxin, this was your initiative--"
Before the woman could respond, the man had already lifted her horizontally and headed straight for the bed.
Ye Qingxin didn’t struggle; she even pretended to go with the flow. She’s the madam at "Bao Huan," so skills are impossible not to know.
But doing it for real is another matter.
Soone who learned but never practiced, even if wanting to act familiar, would seem clumsy.
That was...
"Ye Qingxin, you’re still..."
The man’s eyes were full of surprise.
The woman didn’t want to see that look, her slender arms wrapped around the man’s neck, pulling his head down, blocked his lips fiercely.
Their lips pressed together, the unexpected first ti made the man endure very much, showing so tenderness at her lips, "Sorry, didn’t know you were... the first ti, does it hurt?"
Ye Qingxin’s icy heart ward montarily because of his words, a mont of daze, but quickly returned to normal, "Doctor Jiang, what are you talking about! It’s just a two thousand yuan fake mbrane, can’t Doctor Jiang tell?"
At this point, the man’s eyes instantly turned extrely bloodthirsty--
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