Chatper 153 (1/2)

An inverted triangle figure with golden ratio, wide shoulders and narrow waist, lean and slender legs. The six-pack muscles of the waist and abdomen are strong and aesthetically pleasing.

Upwards, there is a strong chest, which is still stained with water, sexy and enchanting.

The short hair was still dripping because it had been washed, and the water dripped on the firm facial muscles, dripping down along the well-defined facial lines. Along the chest, all the way down, submerged in the towel around the waist.

His impeccably handsome face was filled with water vapor, making him extraordinarily enchanting and handsome.

Xiong Miao looked at Zhan Yeling like this, his legs seemed to be stuck and he couldn't move.

Just like that, his eyes widened and he watched in surprise.

She didn't even feel that the man had come to her side.

"Have you seen enough, huh?" The magnetic voice quality picked up the end.

His slender and strong fingers lifted her chin with a wet temperature.

Xiong Miao's whole body seemed to have been struck by an electric current, and he shivered for a while, then suddenly came back to his senses, and met the handsome face that was so close at hand.

"I'm sorry, I went the wrong way." She was about to leave in a panic.

"Ah!" The shoulders were suddenly supported, and the man turned her around with her, and her back hit the wall heavily. Bear Meow let out a cry of pain.

"Walk once is a mistake, twice is intentional." He pressed her against the wall, lifted her chin with his index finger, and bent down to kiss the magnolia-scented lips.

This smell can calm his restless mind.

At this moment, even if he couldn't see her face, he still wanted to inhale her sweet smell into his lungs.

"Hmm..." Xiong Miao was at a loss again.

She naturally understood the meaning of her words.

The first time she went wrong was four years ago when she was tricked and stumbled into his room, and that intense night happened.

But today, it is true that she did not know the direction and entered his room by mistake.

She didn't want anything to happen to him again.

Like a wolf, Zhan Yeling bit her lips.

Her breath was full of his masculine breath, she struggled and pushed him away with both hands.

The place where the hand was placed was probably his chest.

Firm flesh, fiery temperature, full of power.