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Lu Wanwan did not open the door or speak, but the two men kept knocking on the door.

This heat could not be relieved, making her body extremely uncomfortable and her thinking slowed down by several beats.

Lu Wanwan did not want Song Chi to come over, as she was unsafe as a girl, and she did not want to trouble Han Jingmo. She wanted to call Gu Qiaobei, but it was very awkward to meet him under such circumstances... She

sat on the floor without any image, holding a bottle of water against her body to keep cool, listening to the knock on the door with her ears, and she was extremely nervous. Unexpectedly, at this time, she could still find time to think about how to avenge Li Weiqian...

Her thoughts drifted, thinking about taking a cool bath after the two men left, and thinking about going to the hospital tomorrow to avoid any sequelae.

Later, she was drowsy and her whole body was limp and she had lost her strength. She was steaming and felt that she was almost cooked...

I don't know how long it was before a message came to her phone. She swiped the screen several times before unlocking it. It was from Han Jingmo: It's me, open the door.

Lu Wanwan panted quickly and wanted to get up, but she had no strength to get up. She tried several times but failed. Finally, she stood up with her hands on the edge of the bed, and walked over dizzily step by step like she was walking on stilts. In just a

few steps, she had exhausted all her strength. She began to regret that she should have sat by the door just now to save herself from walking.

She looked through the cat's eye and saw that it was Han Jingmo, so she opened the door with confidence.

Han Jingmo, who was standing outside the door, was in a clean and fresh outfit, with bright eyebrows and bright eyes, and a handsome face. In particular, his unique and refreshing aura became particularly attractive at this moment. Lu Wanwan's breathing stagnated, and her eyes could not help but be anxious on him, wanting to knock him down...

"You..." Han Jingmo was stared at by her burning eyes, and his heart was throbbing.

Lu Wanwan shook his head, as if there was a fire in his body, which was very hot and could not be vented. He forced himself to take two steps back, but his steps were unstable, and he stumbled and fell backwards.

Han Jingmo quickly grabbed her and was surprised that her body temperature was abnormally high, even a little hot. A closer look showed that her eyes were blurry, with sparkling water in them, and her cheeks were flushed, more gorgeous than the sunset in the sky.

"Those two people..." Lu Wanwan's breathing was slightly disordered and her words were incoherent.

"They're gone." Han Jingmo noticed something was wrong, but this was obviously not the time to ask, so he helped her into the room and closed the door.

Lu Wanwan was panting rapidly, her bones were weak, and she could hardly walk. She relied on him to support her whole body weight.

A refreshing coolness came from the place where their skin touched, which made her heart flutter. She couldn't help but cling to his arms, looking for more coolness.

Han Jingmo lowered his eyes and stared at her, neither avoiding nor approaching. He already understood the situation at this point, and was struggling in his heart.

And this attitude of not rejecting was undoubtedly a fatal temptation for Lu Wanwan. Intellectually, he should stay away, but his heart was itching, and his body was out of control. He wanted more contact to suppress the rising desire in his body.

As she hugged Han Jingmo like an octopus, Lu Wanwan sighed with satisfaction, and her voice was soft, like the soft whimper of a kitten.

Han Jingmo's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and his eyes instantly became dark, hiding a dangerous light.

After feeling the warmth and softness in his arms for a few seconds, he reached out and pulled her up, his dark eyes half-closed, his burning gaze fell on her face.

Lu Wanwan seemed dissatisfied and grumbled, but his reason was still online: "Go... take a shower."

"Are you sure?" Han Jingmo's voice was low and a little hoarse.

"Well..." Lu Wanwan responded, and reached out to hug her again, and her cheek rubbed against his chest.

Han Jingmo: "..."

Liu Xiahui sat calmly in his arms because he was impotent, but he was not, and could not withstand such teasing. He couldn't help but

reach out to hug her back, and as soon as his skin was touched, it was like a slight electric current passing through it, causing a shudder.

A moment later.

Han Jingmo calmed himself down, forced himself to let go of her hands, put one hand on her shoulder, and put the other hand over her knees, and picked her up horizontally.

The sudden change in body position made Lu Wanwan scream, and his hands unconsciously wrapped around his neck.

Han Jingmo glanced at her and saw that she frowned impatiently, her teeth gently biting her red lips, charming and moving...

His heartbeat suddenly stagnated and he skipped a beat. He immediately retracted his gaze, pursed his thin lips, and walked towards the bathroom with her in his arms without looking away.

While filling the bathtub with water, Han Jingmo simply sat down, let her sit in his arms, held her with both hands, and patted her on the back gently.

He felt that he was in urgent need of a cold shower.

Suddenly, there was a heat in her ear. It was Lu Wanwan's hot breath. She looked at him with her eyes slanted. She didn't know when her head had rubbed against him and buried itself in his shoulder. With her breath, the hot breath sprayed on her earlobe. Han Jingmo's back suddenly stiffened and his breathing stagnated.

This... was an unprecedented torment.

Lu Wanwan greedily sniffed the cool breath on his body, like frost falling from a glacier covered with snow all year round, so cold that it could calm the restlessness in her body.

With the ambiguous light in the bathroom, she saw his white earlobe turning slightly red at a speed visible to the naked eye. Lu Wanwan blinked in confusion, and before she had time to think, she instinctively stuck out her tongue and licked it.

Han Jingmo froze again, the wet touch on his ear was...

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them his eyes were deep. He turned his head directly, pressed the back of her head and kissed her.

Lu Wanwan's eyes suddenly widened, but her reason could no longer keep up. She only felt something warm and soft on her lips, which was very comfortable. She unconsciously moved closer.

Their lips were tightly pressed together, and Han Jingmo stuck out the tip of his tongue and touched it tentatively.

With a bang, Lu Wanwan felt fireworks explode in her head, from her hair to her toes, as if an electric current was passing through her, numb and tingling. Her body was already soft and weak, and now it turned into a pool of spring water, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.

Han Jingmo traced her lip shape inch by inch with the tip of his tongue. When she slightly opened her lips, his nimble tongue flashed in, brushing across her white teeth and reaching her sensitive palate, entwining with her tongue and absorbing the fragrant essence from her mouth.

The hand on her waist was getting tighter and tighter.

Lu Wanwan's eyelashes trembled, as if she had learned it, and could not wait to change from passive acceptance to active attack.

This seemed more like a response to Han Jingmo, and the person being teased trembled in the heart, and the kiss could not help but go deeper.

The deep kiss ended, and Han Jingmo stepped back a little, raised his lips and smiled lightly: "Breathe."

Lu Wanwan followed his instructions and immediately opened her mouth to exhale.

Han Jingmo curled her lips, her eyes half-closed, as if there was a flash of light.

He looked at her and asked in a low and charming voice: "Do you want more?"

Lu Wanwan nodded immediately: "Yes."