C153 I Didn't Do It on Purpose
C153 I Didn't Do It on Purpose
Above it was a well-built chest. It was also covered with watery light. It was sexy and enchanting.
His short hair was still dripping because he had washed it. Drops of water fell on his tight facial muscles and dripped down along the contours of his face. It went down along his chest and into the towel around his waist.
His handsome face was covered in water vapor, giving him a different kind of enchanting and handsome appearance.
Xiong Miao looked at Zhan Yeling who was like this. Her legs seemed to be stuck and she could not move.
She just stared with widened eyes and looked at him in shock.
Even when the man had walked to her side, she did not feel it.
"Have you seen enough? Hmm?" The magnetic sound was followed by a final note.
His slender and powerful fingers were wet and warm as he lifted her chin.
Xiong Miao's entire body seemed to have been struck by an electric current. She trembled for a moment before she came back to her senses and faced the handsome face that was close by.
"Sorry, I walked the wrong way." She was in a panic and wanted to leave.
"Ah!" Her shoulder was suddenly supported. The man took her and turned around. Her back hit the wall heavily. Xiong Miao cried out in pain.
"One mistake is a mistake and two mistakes are intentional." He pressed her against the wall, lifted her chin with his index finger, and kissed her lips that were filled with the fragrance of jade orchids.
This smell could calm his irritated mind.
At this moment, even if he could not see her face, he still wanted to suck her sweet scent into his heart.
"Wu..." Xiong Miao was once again at a loss.
She naturally understood the meaning behind her words.
The first time she walked wrong was four years ago when she was plotted against and stumbled into his room. That intense night happened.
But today, it was indeed because she did not know the direction that she had walked in that she had mistakenly entered his room.
She did not want anything to happen to him.
Zhan Yeling was like a wolf as he bit her lips.
Her breath was filled with his vigorous male aura. She struggled and pushed him away with both hands.
The place where his hands were placed was probably his chest.
The strong feeling of flesh and the hot temperature were filled with strength.
Xiong Miao pushed twice and even her palm began to heat up.
His kiss deepened and Xiong Miao felt that he had lost control.
No, no!
Xiong Miao did not know how to breathe and was about to be sucked dry by him.
She desperately wanted to escape. Her hands were grabbing randomly in a helpless manner.
She grabbed a thin piece of cloth, like she had grabbed a life-saving straw, and pulled with force.
Something fell.
Zhan Yeling's sword-shaped eyebrows tightened as he let go of her.
Once she got the air, Xiong Miao greedily took in large gulps of air. She slightly fixed her eyes and saw Zhan Yeling's cold face and bewitching pupils.
He stared at her coldly for a few seconds and then slowly lowered his head.
Xiong Miao's gaze also followed his lowered gaze.
This look scared her so much that she stopped breathing for two seconds. Then, all the blood in her body rushed to her head from the soles of her feet.
What did she catch just now?
He only had a towel around his waist!
She ripped it off.
It fell off...
"Ah!" The next second, Xiong Miao opened her mouth wide and cried out in shock. She immediately covered her eyes with both hands.
Hot eyes, hot eyes, too spicy eyes.
"Shut up!" The man's unhappy voice was very hoarse.
Xiong Miao closed her mouth and did not dare to make a sound.
"I, I did not do it on purpose. Do you believe me?" She was so nervous that her tongue was about to explode.
She really didn't do it on purpose.
"What do you think?" The man's magnetic voice was deep and pleasant.