Xuan'yan smirked, but said nothing.Ming Sihan was still displeased. He worried deeply for Lian Xing'er, but felt helpless.On the other side, Lian Xing'er got off the car on the road and just as she w...His breath became hot and unsteady, almost greedy as he craved her sweetness, intoxicated by her softness and smooth tenderness.

When the long, lingering kiss finally ended, he was still tasting her slightly swollen lips with a delicate touch.

It's just a dragonfly skimming the surface, yet I can't bear to let it go.

"Yimo, do you want to" Leng Yechen panted heavily, his thin lips still pressed against hers, his magnetic voice, seductively sexy, whispered softly.

The girl in his arms had a blush on her cheeks, and she was breathing hot air from her slightly parted lips. Her eyes were hazy and misty.

Leng Ye held her tightly, afraid she would run away from him.

Tong Yimo pursed her numb lips, her voice soft and shy, as if she had lost her reason. She followed her instincts and whispered weakly, "I'm afraid of pain..."

Afraid of pain

Could this be the first time!

In the cold night, Leng Ye's heart suddenly jolted. His chaotic and confused rationality slowly awakened from the recent surge of emotions.

Tong Yi Mo hung her head, blushing profusely. A pair of small hands, at some point in time, nervously clenched his shirt, her face flushed red like a ripe apple.

"I'll be gentle. This is my first time too, I have no experience. If I hurt you, tell me and I'll stop." His voice was sweet and sexy, slow and deliberate as it whispered in her ear.

Tong Yimo suddenly raised her eyes, meeting Leng Yechen's pair of misty black eyes in disbelief.

Is this his first time

How is that possible!

But, she still believed his words in her subconscious. Why was that

Their breaths grew heavier, the air thick with the scent of roses and fresh milk, silently fueling a surge of emotion.

Our hearts beat faster, raising the temperature around us by several degrees.

"Yi Mo, you're so cute."

His big hand, lovingly rubbing her smooth cheek, once again captured her lips. The tenderness was extreme, like savoring the most precious delicacy in the world.

"Cough—"

Suddenly, a cough, not belonging to either of them, came from beside their ears.

Both turned their heads to see who had called out.

Just then, Lian Hua appeared at the bathroom doorway, dressed in a suit but wearing slippers. He crossed his arms and leaned against the doorframe, slightly lifting his chin and squinting his long, narrow eyes. Without any regard for the atmosphere, he rudely interrupted the moment.

"I said, you two should take a bath together, not only don't close the bathroom door, but also don't close the bedroom door. Do you want me to record videos of you two, huh"

His words made Tong Yimo's drowsy brain instantly clear. She instinctively flailed her hands, grabbing the edge of the bathtub, and immediately escaped Leng Yeshen's embrace, scrambling out of the tub with a flustered expression.

What was she like just now

Not only did she not resist her brother, but her body also seemed to be completely out of her control, even more honest than what her heart expressed.

Could it be that she's the embodiment of "saying no with her mouth but being honest with her body"

In the cold night, Chen Jian Lianhua saw that Zheng Yang was raising his eyebrows and staring at Tong Yimo with bright eyes. He immediately got up, stepped out of the bathtub with his long legs, pulled down the bath towel from the rack, and hugged Tong Yimo from behind.

He enveloped her body, keeping her beauty from being seen by any man but himself.

"Tsk tsk tsk, how stingy!" Lian Huasheng retracted his gaze and smiled knowingly. "Achen, come out for a moment, I have something urgent to tell you."

He finished speaking, cast a meaningful glance at Tong Yimò, and turned to leave.

This woman, Tong Yimo, is truly capable!

Lien Hua walked out the door with his hands in his pockets.

He just felt sorry for Luo Yirou, whom he had nurtured with his own hands.

That girl also had deep feelings for Leng Yechen.

Leng Ye circled around Tong Yimo, leaned down and kissed her forehead gently, saying softly, "You take a bath first! I won't disturb you."

Tong Yi Mo blushed and lowered her head, shyly and obediently nodding.

He loved her docile and cute appearance, making him want to rub her into his body and make her one of his ribs.

But in fact, she was his Achilles' heel.

After finishing his words, Leng Ye dipped his head and picked up the rose branches with thorns from the ground. He left alone, thoughtfully closing the bathroom door for Tong Yimo.

Little did he know, the tenderness, consideration, dominance and pampering he'd just given her had unknowingly captured her heart.

Indeed, when love is deep, people get lost in it; when love is profound, the heart has no regrets.

"Oh— my face is so hot!"

Tong Yimo covered her cheeks, pouted her pink lips, and fanned herself to cool down.

Her girlish heart...

I'm almost overwhelmed by my brother's flirting.

Speaking of which, we can't just waste this rose milk bath!

Tong Yimò took a deep breath. The scent of roses and milk was intoxicating, just enough to calm her pounding heart.

She leisurely began to remove her wet clothes, turned on the shower for a quick rinse, and then settled into the jacuzzi to fully enjoy the soothing rose milk bath.

Outside the bathroom, Leng Yechen changed into clean clothes and went to Lian Huasheng's laboratory.

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