Han Jingmo came back from taking a shower and found Lu Wanwan still lingering in the bathroom. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, sat down at the head of the bed, and took out his mobile phone to send a Weibo message about attending the event, as a way of thanking fans for their support.

After sending it, he waited for a few minutes, but Lu Wanwan still didn't come out.

Han Jingmo continued to wait patiently.

After waiting for a few more minutes, Lu Wanwan still didn't come out.

Han Jingmo's mind turned slightly, he stood up and walked over, knocked on the glass door twice with his fingers: "You don't want to wait until next year, do you?"

Lu Wanwan in the bathroom: "..."

What's wrong with waiting until next year? It's only a few hours until New Year's Day! It's next year, okay!

Han Jingmo said calmly: "If you don't come out, I'm going in."

"No, no!" Lu Wanwan was nervous for a while: "I'm drying my hair, it will be done in a moment." It's impossible for him to go out with wet hair.

Han Jingmo hummed, leaned against the door frame with his hands on his chest, his posture was leisurely, his expression was calm, and he was patient like a beast ready to bite his prey.

Looking at his figure reflected in the glass, Lu Wanwan felt unwell. He took a few deep breaths, prepared himself mentally, walked over, opened the bathroom door, but was dazzled by the scene in front of him.

Han Jingmo's bathrobe was worn loosely on his body, from the sexy Adam's apple to the delicate clavicle, and then down, the seductive scenery was hidden under the V-neck, which made people think.

The bathrobe belt outlines the thin waistline, followed by the long and straight legs.

Lu Wanwan's throat was tight, and she coughed twice before she spoke: "Why are you only wearing a bathrobe?"

"It's convenient for you to take it off."

... ...

... You

can't be wearing nothing under the bathrobe!

Lu Wanwan sprayed a liter of nosebleed, staring at him with shining eyes.

Han Jingmo stood up straight, picked her up horizontally: "Don't be lustful, give you a chance for negative distance contact."

Lu Wanwan's face flushed, and she was a little panicked. No

matter how thick-skinned she is at ordinary times, when it comes to real guns and bullets, she still can't help but want to back out.

But Han Jingmo seemed to see through her intentions, and didn't give her a chance to regret, and directly carried her to the bed.

Lu Wanwan suddenly spoke up: "My brother said that what happened tonight will be on the headlines tomorrow."

"I know."

"Then you still do this?"

"If I don't do this, the headlines tomorrow will be you and Tao Yichen."

...

You are jealous?

Not just a jealous person, but a jealous king.

Han Jingmo raised his eyebrows: "Anything else you want to say?"

Lu Wanwan was shocked. Why did it sound like she was giving her last words?

It was scary!

Lu Wanwan turned over and wanted to crawl away, but Han Jingmo stretched out his hand on her waist and pulled her back directly: "You still dare to run?"

"No, no." Lu Wanwan blinked: "Then... let's have a genetic exchange..."

Han Jingmo chuckled, lowered his head and kissed her slightly opened red lips, pushed open his teeth, and absorbed the sweetness in his mouth.

While kissing her, his hands did not stop moving. He took off her clothes skillfully. Her snow-white shoulders shone brightly under the light, tempting him to put his hands on them.

Her hands, which were slightly thin due to playing basketball, formed a sharp contrast with her smooth skin.

To the extent that, Lu Wanwan never knew that her skin was so sensitive, so sensitive that she could clearly feel the lines on his fingertips and the slightly cool temperature of his fingertips.

After the kiss, Lu Wanwan's breathing quickened a little: "Wait, I..."

"I can't wait." Han Jingmo tilted his head and kissed her fair neck.

"I suddenly remembered that I haven't finished my homework and I have to hand it in before New Year's Day. Tomorrow is New Year's Day!"

Han Jingmo's kissing action paused. What was going on with this sense of persecuting elementary school students? After taking a look at Lu Wanwan's chest, well, she is not a primary school student. He said gloomily: "No matter." Then he kissed her again.

"Then you help me write?" Lu Wanwan turned her head away.

Han Jingmo looked at her coldly: "How many words?"

"Five thousand words will do, not more."

"Five times."

Damn!

Beast!

But Lu Wanwan still agreed in a very cowardly way. It's so damn happy to have a boyfriend to help with homework. Oh no, it's sexual happiness...

Although her boyfriend used to be a poor student who skipped classes and fought...

Even the unequal treaty of five times a night was signed. Lu Wanwan had to do something. She stretched out her hand to pull open the Korean beauty's bathrobe, admired his beautiful figure hidden in the shadow for a while, and raised her head to gently bite his Adam's apple.

Han Jingmo's body trembled, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he was so anxious that he seemed to be unable to bear it any longer.

After a harmonious conversation.

Han Jingmo looked at her with red eyes: "Are you ready?" His voice was low and hoarse, beads of sweat hung on his chin and were about to fall, and his breathing was rapid, all of which showed that his patience had reached its peak. He was like this, a scene I had never seen before. Lu Wanwan's eyes were misty, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up." Han Jingmo: "..." Before Han Jingmo could let out a satisfied sigh, he felt a pain in his shoulder. It was Lu Wanwan biting his shoulder, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably. It hurts. Han Jingmo kissed her and comforted her immediately. Moreover, he was very tired because he was ready to shoot. She was so handsome that her heart softened. Lu Wanwan felt that she was willing to die on him. This was really a pursuit. Afterwards, Han Jingmo did not leave and kept kissing her lips. Lu Wanwan glared at him with her moist eyes.

Han Jingmo raised his eyebrows: "Five times."

...

Your master!

Lu Wanwan turned over and ran, and Han Jingmo did not stop him.

Lu Wanwan was surprised, and when he looked back, he was actually wearing that...

Lu Wanwan, who was sore in the waist and weak in the legs, was trembling with fear, and immediately crawled out, but was pulled back by Han Jingmo's ankle.

This time it was from behind...

Lu Wanwan really wanted to cry, is it really good to be so good at this!

Han Jingmo lifted her hair, from the beautiful butterfly bones to the slender waistline, this kind of curvy beauty, from this posture and this angle, has a different visual impact.

It made him inexplicably aroused a desire to conquer.

Tears welled up in Lu Wanwan's eyes, and she bit her lip and begged, "Don't be like this..."