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The fingertips touched lightly, and they quickly retracted as if being burned by fire. Zhang Yiyan's fingertips were so hot that they were numb. He turned his face away with force, not daring to look at the person in front of him. "You, you can handle it yourself. I'm going out first."

As he was about to walk out, how could Yan Junge miss such a good opportunity.

It's not okay to grab someone by the shoulders and hold them in place. If you go out, you're still messing around. With this thought in mind, he moved forward maliciously, his tall body directly covering the person, and the hot air sprayed from the tip of his nose made the person blush even more.

The fingers gently pinched the small and delicate chin, and their eyes met, with uncontrollable lust in their eyes, like two blazing fires, "Yanyan, I love you~~"

The voice was gentle and charming, and the bodies pressed together tightly, holding the soft lips in their mouths, savoring it bit by bit. "Yanyan, do you love me? Yes~~~"

"Well~ Yanyan~"

The kiss moved to the tip of the ear, and a light bite caused the person in his arms to tremble slightly. Seeing his reaction, Yan Junge smirked and pressed his body closer. Seeing the unloved look of the person in his arms, his mood became even more intense. Pleasure.

At this moment, he transformed into a big bad wolf and pounced on the soft white rabbit. The movements became bolder and more unrestrained. The tip of his tongue traced the shape of his ears, and his voice was hoarse and breathy, "Yanyan, you love me too, right~~~"

He opened his thin lips lightly, but before he spoke, his big tongue nimbly penetrated, and he picked up the small tongue and entangled it. As the heat gradually increased, Zhang Yiyan opened his tightly clenched fists and clasped his fingers tightly.

In the luxurious cabin of the yacht, a 189-cm tall man relied on his height and weight advantages to push the girl against the wall, murmuring a few love words from time to time, coaxing the girl to gradually lower her guard. The height difference of 17 centimeters forced her to stand on her toes slightly.

His big hands went through the fabric, stroking and rubbing the smooth skin. The slightly calloused palms followed the texture of the bones, slowly kneading them inch by inch, as if they couldn't get enough, and the heat seemed to rub the person into the bone and blood.

The man's heavy breathing echoed in his ears, in the room, for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, the room finally became quiet, no, not yet.

"Dong Dong Dong!!!"

"Dong Dong Dong!!!"

"Dong Dong Dong!!!"

A heartbeat as dense and loud as a drum came. Zhang Yiyan was ashamed and annoyed. His face was red and Yan Junge hugged him from behind, and he stood in front of the sink and washed his hands.

Yan Junge tilted his head and looked at the person in his arms. He pursed his lips and pecked his cheek lightly. As if he was not satisfied, he kissed her hard again and made a "pop" sound. His eyebrows were full of smiles, his eyes were gentle, and his whole heart softened.

"Don't move around. You go out and I'll wash it myself." He raised his hand and pushed the chin of the person behind him. He was a little embarrassed. He didn't know what happened just now, but the strange thing happened. He couldn't use this hand anymore.

"Didn't I just say that my arms and fingers feel uncomfortable, sore and numb, please help me wash them." The person being pushed obviously didn't want to leave, so he came closer with a playful smile.

A pair of big hands wrapped the small hands, placed them under the faucet, and carefully washed the fingers one by one. Zhang Yiyan couldn't help but blush again.

She tilted her head and glared at him, "Don't scream."

"Okay, okay, listen to my wife." Qianyner's expression.

"Yan Junge!!!"

"Here, here, wife, I'm here. Don't be angry, don't be angry, hey, I just want to wash your hands, hey, hey, I was wrong, I was wrong, I'm going out right away, don't back out." After being pushed out of the bathroom, Yan Junge was in a very good mood.

"Hehehe, Yanyan really does have me in his heart, keep up the good work.?(?????????)?"

I looked around the room happily, and then went to the next door to get my luggage in the shortest possible time. Seeing that the bathroom door was not open, I couldn't help but knock on it, "Baby, do you want some help?"

",,,roll!!!"

"okay!"

He touched his chin and looked at Zhang Yiyan's suitcase by the door. He took it over and packed it up. Apart from a change of clothes, it was just a yellow cloth bag. It was probably something needed for the practice, so it was left untouched. Move on to organizing other things.

In the bathroom, Zhang Yiyan used hand sanitizer several times and finally washed his hands and took the towel to wipe. Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw something white and sticky at the hem of his sweater. His brain shut down for a moment, and then he realized what it was. His whole body burned at an extremely fast speed, and it was so red that it seemed like he could bleed.

He took off his sweater almost as fast as he could, looked at the sweater, blushed and pushed the sweater aside. Suddenly he saw himself in the mirror and was slightly startled. The fingertips lightly touched his chest, and the ghostly energy disappeared so much. Could it be because of what Yan Junge just did?

He turned his head to look at the sweater that he had pushed aside, and his heart beat faster and faster.

after an hour

After Zhang Yiyan took a shower, he breathed a long sigh of relief. The bathroom door opened a crack, but I didn't see my suitcase. I took the bathrobe on the side and put it on, and walked out barefoot.

The outside was very spectacular. Yan Junge took out all the clothes from the suitcase and placed them on the bed and sofa. Standing in the middle, stroking his chin, thinking seriously about what kind of outfit to wear for Yanyan later.

"What are you doing?" He was about to get off the boat before dark. What was this man doing?

Yan Junge turned around with a smile, his eyes full of amazement. The silk bathrobe wrapped his slender body, his long hair hung straight down, and crystal water drops fell into the carpet. With the movements, the green hair moves slightly, emitting a delicate fragrance. The bathrobe only covered her knees, revealing her long and slender calves, with a touch of light pink on her ankles.

"Gudong!"

This, this, this, the beauty comes out of the bath. It was killing me!

He walked forward quickly and was about to hug the person into his arms. Zhang Yiyan suddenly raised his hand and put it on his chest, "Don't, you..., you're bleeding."

Hearing this, Yan Junge stopped in confusion. Only then did he realize that his nose was slightly warm. He raised his hand and touched it. Damn it, he had a nosebleed.

. . . . . .

Damn it, I am no longer a young boy, how can I still get a nosebleed just looking at a beautiful woman taking a bath? Ahhhh, my reputation has been ruined.

"Hmm~" He covered his nose and walked to the bathroom, explaining hurriedly, "Yes, the air conditioner is turned on too high, yes, yes, the air is too dry, and the body lacks moisture."

"..."

"Bang!" The bathroom door was closed, and the sound of water flowing faintly came out.

Zhang Yiyan turned around and looked at the closed door, unable to help but chuckle. He turned his head and looked at the clothes on display. Most of them were not the clothes he brought. He raised his hand and gently brushed the nearest clothes, which were obviously his own size, "Why does this person bring so many clothes?"

Having said that, I took off my nightgown and prepared to change into it.

"!!!"

Yan, who was trying to stop the nosebleed, just came out of the bathroom and saw the beauty half-naked in front of him, with wet hair sticking to her back, making her skin look like jade. The water drops slowly slid down the slender waist, drawing a graceful curve, and finally disappeared into the secret realm that attracted people's imagination.

Covering your nose with your hands, you ran into the bathroom again.