Transmigrated Female Support: Male God, Addicted to Teasing

Listening to the clattering sound of water, through the frosted glass door, you can see a faint and delicate figure in the bedroom.

A bit of evil energy flashed in Song Cheng's phoenix eyes, and was judged to be the same as the wise and powerful boss of the chaebol in the daytime. This night is too ghostly and evil.

"Tang Wan, bring me a bath towel in!"

Su Kui went straight into the bedroom after dinner, and the tableware would naturally come over to clean up tomorrow.

It is fun for a woman to cook a meal once in a while. If it turns into a cooking lady and roughens a pair of jade hands, it would be too much to compensate.

The wool carpets in the bedrooms are full of blazers, trousers, shirts, and ties that Song Cheng dropped at random ...

There is also a very impressive underwear ...

Damn man.

Su Kui gritted his teeth, while collecting scattered clothing, while calculating how to avoid the joy from the gold master.

Leng Buding's hollow voice sounded behind his back, which surprised Su Kui.

Looking back, the tall and thin body still visible through the frosted glass, the culprit came from there.

Su Kui put down the clothes in his hands, hesitated for a while, and gritted his teeth, or turned over a clean bath towel from the drawer and took it in his hands.

Knocked, the glass door opened, and a thin slit was cut, Su Kui quickly opened her eyes, she was afraid of opening needle eyes!

in fact--

The real reason is that I am afraid of hitting a handsome man. Speaking of this, Song Cheng's appearance is first-class and good, with a height of 1.59 meters, which is comparable to a model.

Even compared with his lover Jun Mo, how dare Su Kui let this red fruit fruit temptation in front of his eyes?

She tried to tuck the bath towel into the slit, but suddenly the door was pushed open, and her wrist was tightly held by a wet, cold hand, and then the whole person was dragged in.

Su Kui exclaimed, her icy drops of water splashed all over her face, and the water-blue silk home dress was tightly attached to her body after being dipped in water, just like the second skin, with a good figure.

Feeling that the man's eyes are getting hotter and hotter, there is a faint posture of the fire of the prairie fire, Su Kui can't help shaking his body, moving back step by step until he can't retreat, and his back is attached to the cold wall.

Bing's shivered, and when she saw her look, Song Cheng frowned, and this move is indeed new today, and it really caught his attention.

It stands to reason that it has reached this level, and it's boring to try again.

Squinting dangerously long and narrow eyes, Song Cheng hooked his index finger, "Come!"

"I ..." Su Kui raised his head in horror. After the rain, the lotus face was full of grievances, and he whispered, "Can I not do it today ... I, I'm not very comfortable ..."

However, her eyes quickly swept over his evenly muscled upper body. Water droplets were splashing on the honey-colored skin. Su Kui secretly settled her mind. She now retracted the original sentence.

Not comparable to the model, but the model is not as good as him!

In a word: the face value that is worse than his figure is not as good as him, and the figure that is taller than him is not as good as him!

That's just right, why does God always favor men in these worlds.

Jun Mo is one, and now Song City is also one.

Su Ku's eyes suddenly fell on his broad shoulders, where there was a row of particularly abrupt traces in uniform honey, white crescent-shaped.

All the small tooth marks coincided with the traces deep in the memory.

Su Kui's heart jumped wildly, wouldn't it be so coincident ...