I didn't even know he was out.
Yuan Huaian took the hair dryer from her hand and continued to blow dry her hair. He asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking about? Can you even be in a daze while blowing your hair?"
"Ah? Nothing..."
Look at him coming out wrapped in a bath towel, his strong abdominal muscles are clearly visible.
An Qiaoqiao blushed in shamelessness, turned her back to him, and didn't dare to look at him again.
But when I turned around and looked in the mirror, I couldn't help but see their current appearance.
The man's hair was slightly wet, and his tall body stood behind the woman.
In this comparison, An Qiaoqiao looks even more petite.
For a moment, no one spoke. In this not-so-narrow space, the only sound was the whirring of the hair dryer.
An Qiaoqiao looked through the mirror at the man behind her who was carefully blowing her hair, and she became fascinated by him.
Suddenly, the sound of the hair dryer was turned off.
Yuan Huaian used his slender fingers to comb her beautiful hair a few times when An Qiaoqiao looked up at him.
He carried her to the edge of the sink, clasped her neck with his big hands, asked her to look up, and then pressed down with a passionate kiss.
An Qiaoqiao could only be forced to raise her head according to his strength, and lean her delicate body into his arms, expressing her enthusiasm to him.
In this charming atmosphere, the only sound left was the increasingly heavy breathing of each other.
And the ambiguous sounds coming from each other's mouths.
Suddenly, An Qiaoqiao felt her body floating in the air. She was already being held tightly in Yuan Huaian's arms and striding towards the bed covered with rose petals.
The two looked at each other, their eyes filled with the normal lust of adults.
Yuan Huaian put the person on the bed and pressed down again with a passionate and fervent kiss.
This time the kiss was more intense than any previous ones, making An Qiaoqiao unable to resist at all and could only be led into his rhythm.
Just when An Qiaoqiao felt as if her body was burning, Yuan Huaian stopped his seductive actions.
"Um?"
An Qiaoqiao felt the weight on her body lighten, and the man's hot body left her, making her a little dazed for a moment.
"Do you need this?"
Yuan Huaian bent down and took something out of the drawer of the bedside table, holding it in his hand, and asked An Qiaoqiao, whose face was blushing, in a hoarse voice.
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