Mr. He’s Daily Affections

Pei Yuanchen's eyes darkened and he sneered: Didn't you say you've already put on your clothes?

I lied to you... She admitted simply, and started to pretend to be pitiful again, Uncle Xiaobao, I don't have the strength to stand up...

Pei Yuanchen had no way of judging whether this sentence was true or false.

But he was sure that if he didn't pick her up from the bathtub, this woman would really stay in it for eternity.

With a gloomy look on his face, he walked over, picked her up from the bathtub, and wrapped her in a bath towel.

The soft touch under his palm made his mouth go dry.

Ziyi smiled and stretched out her arms to hug him, tilting her head up to kiss his chin.

Pei Yuanchen's body tensed and his breathing became heavier.

It's a pity that he is holding her now and can't free his hands to push her head away.

He Ziyi, calm down! He threatened coldly, but his voice was hoarse.

I won't... She pressed forward, licked her lips, and bit his Adam's apple with her mouth.

The man gasped, and the blood all over his body rushed down. The strong stimulation made him almost lose his hand and throw her to the ground.

Ziyi put both hands on his chest with a smile and said in a lazy voice: Uncle Xiaobao, your heartbeat is very fast...

Pei Yuanchen closed his eyes and carried her on his shoulders decisively.

Ouch! Suddenly the world was spinning. Ziyi felt very uncomfortable and couldn't help but struggle.

The man hugged her legs tightly, not allowing her to move, and sent her to the bedroom.

Pei Yuanchen threw her on the bed not very gently.

During the struggle, the bath towel had already fallen somewhere, so the woman's white body suddenly caught his eye.

Pei Yuanchen's pupils shrank, his face was solemn, and he turned around decisively, but one of his legs was tangled in the quilt.

I feel so uncomfortable... The woman's voice sounded pitiful, Uncle Xiaobao, I seem to have a fever, please help me...

Pei Yuanchen took a deep breath and said hoarsely: Get dressed first!

Help me...I don't have the strength... she said weakly.

Pei Yuanchen lowered his head, looked at her feet wrapped around him, and sneered: I see you are very strong.

I didn't... Her voice sounded muffled, I really feel uncomfortable...

Let go! Pei Yuanchen didn't say anything, but just ordered coldly.

She seemed to snort, and her legs finally hung down weakly.

Pei Yuanchen strode to the door, but couldn't help but pause.

This woman was too quiet for him to feel at ease.

He Ziyi? he asked.

There was no movement behind him for a long time.

Pei Yuanchen pursed his lips, cursed secretly, and had to turn around.

He Ziyi was still naked. She was lying on the bed, her body curled up.

The man's Adam's apple rolled and he walked back, ready to tuck her into the bed.

But just as Pei Yuanchen leaned over to pick her up, Ziyi wrapped around her like an octopus. He didn't even check and was suddenly brought down on top of her.

Ziyi's arms wrapped around his neck, and her legs wrapped around his waist.

I caught you! She was very proud.

Pei Yuanchen felt a bang in his head.

He Ziyi, let me go. He said these words calmly, using up the last of his sense.

No... She refused softly, sticking out her tongue and licking his lips.

Pei Yuanchen closed his eyes, finally couldn't help it, and kissed her hard.