Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

His strength suddenly became rougher, her aching body shivering, he ignored it, and tossed her frantically and brutally until she ended, and then could not wait to leave her.

He didn't take a look at her, turned around and strode into the bathroom.

In the summer of the room, the air-conditioning was turned on, leaving the arms of South Qin, Cheng Qingchun couldn't help shivering.

Her body tortured by him was so painful that she didn't dare to dare to lie down on the bed for a while before she recovered.

She pulled the quilt, covered her body, and leaned sideways, curled up, and felt the discomfort of her body eased slightly.

There was uninterrupted sound of running water in the bathroom.

Cheng Qingcong knew that Qin Yinan was taking a bath.

Is he going to wash off the smell and temperature that she has contaminated with him?

Cheng Qingcong's eyes dimmed, otherwise? Besides this, is it possible?

You know, when he wanted her, she called out to the south of him out of control, and he was ridiculed by him so coldly and ruthlessly... In that case, he can still hate her...

Like just now, as soon as he finished, his passion didn't completely fade away, so he left her. He retreated as quickly as if she was one of his venting tools.

Cheng Qingcong couldn't help but curled up again, tears rolled unrestrainedly from the corners of his eyes onto the bed sheet.

This is indeed the case, he has no emotion in the whole process of asking her, and the force is more like torture and revenge.

He just hated her so much that he used the most direct way to give her the simplest insult.

The tears in the corners of Cheng Qingcong's eyes flowed more and more. Just as she was about to cry out of control, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, the door was opened, and Qin Yinan came out of the bathroom.

Cheng Qingcong hurriedly bit the corner of the quilt, holding his breath, while secretly weeping, while burying his face in the bedding, quietly raised his hand and wiped it.

Qin Yinan's hair was very short. He took a hair dryer and briefly blew it twice before approaching the bed.

As Cheng Qingcong approached his footsteps, her body became tighter and tighter. She didn’t dare to look at Qin Yinan. With her instinct, she knew that he had stopped by the bed for a few seconds before reaching out and putting the messy quilt, Pull apart vigorously.

Qin Yinan pulled the two-meter wide bedding directly on the bed.

He lifted off the quilt on the half of the bed that was free and lay on it. While covering the quilt, his hand touched the quilt and was a little wet.

Qin Yinan frowned, his fingers flicked up, and then he seemed to understand something, turned his head, and looked at Cheng Qingcong.

Through the dim sleep lights in the room, Qin Yinan saw Cheng Qingchun's red eyes in one glance. Although the girl tried hard to stop herself from crying, her eyes were still full of water vapor, and the tears were uncontrolled. Hit down.

Qin Yinan's heart seemed to be hit hard by something. His body shivered slightly, and then his expression slightly froze.

It took about half a minute before he realized that he was distracted, his throat rolled up and down twice, and his lips twitched, his face was instantly ugly. Was someone sleeping?"