Hot...

The endless emptiness made it difficult for her to resist. The heat hidden in her body was like poison, madly fainting in her body...

On the large, British-style bed, the woman's long hair was loose, like a seductive poppy, making people want to pick it.

"It's so hot. Why... why is it so hot..."

She sobbed in pain, panting.

Lin Mengya's blurred eyes were unconsciously closed. She wanted to touch a colder place.

At this time, the antidote came!

The man's cold skin clung to hers. His thin lips were like a storm, densely covering the woman's neck.

The icy-cold feeling of kissing her dry and hot lips was like honey. In an instant, the fusion of ice and fire melted everything!

Feeling the heat melt, the pleasure in the woman's body made her feel very good. She put her hands on it.

In the Qi, the scent of hormones rose to the extreme...

The whole night was fragrant and sweaty.

H-City.

After the spring rain, the smell of grass that permeated the air outside the window, along with the gentle breeze, rolled into the curtains.

Under the gray gauze curtain, the corners of the room swayed slowly, covering the interior of the room.

The woman gently closed her eyes, and her long hair fell down to the bed. Taking a closer look, she found that it was a very delicate and pure face.

By this time, eight hours had passed since what happened last night.

Huo Han had already woken up, but she didn't want to open her eyes.

The pain in her body was still there. The pain of being torn clearly made her feel ashamed!

What kind of storm did she experience last night?

In the face of this kind of shame, there was another kind of emotion that extended out and made her collapse.

Why? Why did she feel that last night was so familiar? It was as if this was her first experience!

At that time, the bathroom door creaked.

What he wanted was a handsome naked man.

His fair skin, healthy and lean muscles, the water stains along his distinct muscles were slowly flowing into the inverted triangle. His long legs and hard eight abdominal muscles were all sexy and deadly.

An important part was wrapped around his waist.

The man was wiping his short hair casually with a towel. His movements were elegant and elegant.

However, when he saw the person on the bed, his eyes were unusually cold.

Mo Tingqian walked to Huo Hanye's big bed and looked down from above.

"Was it you who drugged me last night?" The voice was as cold as a ghost and it was as cold as ice.

Huo Han opened his eyes and got up carefully.

However, her voice was full of fatigue after a night. She said in a hoarse voice, "It's not me."

Her answer was very straightforward.

In the next second, her sharp chin was lifted slightly, and she looked into a pair of gloomy eyes.

"It's not you? Oh, woman, your ability to take advantage of this opportunity to do things is really amazing!"

Huo Han frowned and couldn't help feeling pain, but he still calmly explained for himself.

"Sir, let me say it again. It wasn't me last night. Didn't you feel uncomfortable?"

Huo Han vaguely remembered that the manager had sent him a bottle of red wine last night, which was also this room.

Manager Zhu gave her a glass of drink and said that he would send it to her after a while. He thought that she was kind-hearted. After all, Manager Zhu treated her well, but she didn't expect that after drinking it, especially when she entered the room...

What happened next was completely beyond their imagination...

"You're still lying? You're in charge of my diet. You were the one who did it last night. Are you going to threaten me with this next move?"

Huo Han's eyes were wide open, and there was a hint of tear in his delicate eyes.