After I Dumped the Villain (MTL Novel)

Chapter 55:

Su Mian was hugged into the room, and suddenly his small face was flushed red, hammering Luo Hansheng's shoulder, and whispered, "Let me down."

The man put her down, arrived at the door of the house, and said in a low voice: "Isn't it meant to pay a salary? Tonight I was a cashier brother tonight."

"Hair, nucleus." Su Mian nodded again and again, he was pressed against the small corner of the door, his hands on his chest, touching the man's extremely hot body, breathing paused.

"I, no, want, crystal, nucleus." Luo Hansheng bowed his head close to her, his deep eyes stared at the meat biting at his mouth like a hunter, and said temptingly, "as long as you."

"Ah?" Su Mian couldn't react, and blurted out, "I have the smell of fried skewers on my body."

Luo Hansheng was stunned for a moment, his blood was tumbling, his reason returned to the cage a little, and he laughed softly, picked her up, and went to the bathroom. The little girl is pretty clean.

Su Mian hugged his neck reflexively, seeing his lips rising, smirking with a smirk, both **** and handsome, the tight body softened somehow, quietly pressed against his chest, listening to him A strong heartbeat.

Carrying her into the bathtub and opening the shower, Luo Hansheng's eyes were dark, and said in a low voice: "Close your eyes."

Su Mian hurriedly closed her eyes and felt the man's warm palm pass through her soft hair, washing her hair a little bit more carefully.

The man poured a little shampoo, rubbed the foam, washed her hair, and slender and strong fingers gently massaged in circles. The hot water in the shower quickly wet the two of them.

The hair is the sensitive area of ​​Su Mian. When she was very young, her grandmother likes to wash her hair. At that time, she moved a small stool and sat in the yard. While enjoying the clear feeling of the hair, she looked up. The unpredictable clouds in the sky have the illusion of a pair of small wings growing behind him and flying.

But she never thought that Luo Hansheng would help her wash her hair one day. He is not like a man who can do such a thing.

Luo Hansheng helped her rinse off the foam on her hair. When the little girl closed her eyes, she was sweet and sweet, and her throat rolled unconsciously. She said in a dumb voice, "Wash your hair and make your clothes wet."

Su Mian opened her eyes, and the hot water of the shower sprinkled out little by little, the mist wafted, the two eyes met, and the bottom of her eyes was a deep sea.

Luo Hansheng bowed his head, kissed her with closed eyes, his arms stretched out on both sides of the bathtub burst into blue, restrained.

The bathroom temperature rose a little bit, mixed with fine words, and the man threw the obscure wet clothes on the ground. For a long time, he asked in a mute voice: "Is there any more grilled skewers?"

Su Mian's face was like a cooked shrimp, shaking his head, his limbs were sore and weak, and leaned in Luo Hansheng's arms with little strength.

Taking a bath is really an effort.

"Minger also helped you collect the cash and come back to collect interest at night." The man smiled lowly, wrapped her in a bath towel, took her out of the bathroom, dried her dripping hair with power, and then rolled into a soft quilt in.