"Huhu..." Bai Haonan stroked his forehead and exhaled, "It's really a headache. If I had known better, I wouldn't have brought you back. You're so dirty!"
He has a mysophobia and would never have s*x with any woman casually. He also doesn't know how to use chickens. In his eyes, chickens are a pastime for the poor.
You slept with me and I slept with you, it was dirtier than the sewers!
"Just sleep on the carpet, dirty woman!"
Bai Haonan was about to lie down on the bed, but Wen Ling sneezed "Ah!" and then, very childishly, rubbed her nose with the back of her pink hand, tilted her face, and continued to sleep.
The little gesture of rubbing her nose touched Bai Haonan.
Suddenly I felt that this woman was a little cute...
After adjusting the temperature of the air conditioner, Bai Haonan accidentally carried the woman into the washing room.
A tub full of warm water was put in, and Bai Haonan put Wen Ling in gently.
After squeezing out a bunch of bubbles, Bai Haonan held Wen Ling's neck with one hand and scrubbed her body with the other.
The bubbles piled up on her firm and plump chest, and his big hands slid there, caressing her in circles... The bubbles piled up on her lower abdomen, and his big hands slid over her young and smooth lower abdomen, sliding straight to her between the legs...
Bai Haonan suddenly felt very hot, his whole body was boiling, and his breathing became heavy.
He calmed down and washed her hair and face.
"Ahem..." The drunk Wen Ling choked on the water and coughed. Subconsciously, she grabbed Bai Haonan's neck with both hands and almost pulled Bai Haonan into the water.
"Let go, how can I wash your hair if you don't let go..."
Bai Haonan opened her hand on his neck.
As a result, Wen Ling, with her eyes closed, hugged his waist again. Bai Haonan sighed helplessly and went to break her hand on his waist...
"Be obedient and let me go. I'll be washed soon..."
Whoosh...
Wen Ling simply pulled away the bath towel wrapped around Bai Haonan's lower abdomen. Bai Haonan took a breath and was shocked to realize that there was no covering up underneath him. Now, he was as naked as this drunk woman.
Wen Ling, who grabbed the towel, suddenly fell into the pool, and her face was submerged in the water. She choked and coughed violently. After Bai Haonan fished her out, her survival instinct drove her to still look like an eight-clawed person even if she fell asleep. Like a fish, it climbed up Bai Haonan's body. Unexpectedly, Bai Haonan felt his lower body tighten suddenly. He looked down and almost fainted.
Damn woman, a life-threatening woman, she actually... used his... as an armrest...
The physical reaction caused by bathing the pink and immature woman was now even more swollen, as hard as a soldering iron, congested and swollen.
"Hey, damn woman, where are you holding on to? You shouldn't be holding on here, let go! Uh, don't hold on so tightly... I really want to kill you..."
Finally, Wen Ling got into the big bed. Bai Haonan was already familiar with this woman's pestering skills.
He was about to move farther away to sleep, but the bed was so wide that one person could go to the South Pole and the other to the North Pole, so they wouldn't interfere with each other... But Wen Ling put his leg over and pressed on Bai Haonan's leg.
"Take your thick legs away..." In fact, her legs are very thin and straight, quite beautiful.
"Uh-huh……"
Wen Ling moved her legs up and down, and heard Bai Haonan "hiss!" He inhaled in pain, and protected something underneath with his hands, "Damn it! Do you want to break me? I can strangle you to death!"
Bringing back a big trouble!
Bai Haonan turned his face and then paid attention to Wen Ling's face.
(⊙_⊙)
Is this the heavily made-up woman lying drunk on the street?
He reached out his hand, lifted the hair covering her face, and took a closer look at Wen Ling's facial features.
She has a small oval face, a pointed chin, a small nose, and long, curly eyelashes, like small curtains. Even if she closes her eyes, you can tell at a glance that she is a charming and beautiful little beauty!
It's just...that childish look on his face makes him look very young!
"How old were you when you started cooking chicken? Sixteen? Seventeen?"