Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

Liancheng Yazhi was lying naked in the bathtub. The bathtub was full of water. His whole body was glowing abnormally red. His hands were tightly clutching the edge of the bathtub. The veins on the back of his hands were throbbing. His hair was wet in strands. It was all sweat, eyes closed, and a face of pain that was extremely elegant.

Rongyan hurried over, and put her cold hand on Liancheng Yazhi's forehead, the tentacles were scalding hot, the temperature was frighteningly hot, and her face was startled.

He was planning to call Liancheng Yazhi, but he suddenly opened his eyes, the dark eyes flashed with flames hotter than his body temperature, his face trembled when he saw it, and the coldness of his big hands clenched his face gave him a sense of comfort. hand, and then slammed it together, dragging the face into the bathtub.

Rong Yan let out an exclamation, she had already fallen into the water, the bathtub should have been bitterly cold water, but now it was soaked in warm water by Liancheng Yaya's body temperature.

Rongyan hurriedly raised her hand to support Liancheng Yazhi's chest, so she didn't pour water. The eyes on the top of her head that seemed to burn her body to ashes made Rongyan shrink her neck involuntarily, which was scary.

Such a situation really made Rong Yan feel very scared. She swallowed her saliva, raised her head, and smiled coquettishly: "Hi, Mr. Liancheng..."

To Liancheng Yazhi, the current appearance is like a mouthful of sweet spring encountered by a traveler lost in the desert before dying of thirst.

However, in terms of appearance, she felt that she was more like a rabbit who was foolish and frightened by a starving wolf.

Liancheng Yazhi was able to restrain himself. His training since he was a child allowed him to remain rational at all times.

But the appearance of his face made his suppressed desires burst out instantly, and there was basically not much reason left at this moment.

Rongyan's cold hands, Rongyan's body that was blown by the cold wind without enthusiasm, and the sweet breath emanating from Rongyan's body all made the blood in Liancheng Yazhi's body boil and frenzy.

As soon as Rong Yan opened his mouth, he bit the little white rabbit's neck like a hungry wolf, and squeezed her sensitively, precisely and fiercely, so that she had no way to escape, and she couldn't run away at all.

Hungry wolves and rabbits are not on the same level after all, and they can't walk without breaking their legs.

With a sound of 'tearing', the pajamas on Rongyan's body were torn apart and thrown on the ground like rags.

There were strange noises coming from the bathroom...

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After being dizzy for a long time, she wiped the sweat off her face. To be honest, she was quite scared of the man in front of her.

When this Liancheng Yazhi was sober, she was completely different, so fucking crazy.

But before his face could breathe a sigh of relief, Hungry Wolf's eyeballs seemed to turn green again.

His face trembled, mother, this bastard, his sanity is still unclear, he pushed Liancheng Yazhi's chest, "Mr. Liancheng, you see that the water is too cold, if you continue to lie down, you will get sick and catch a cold, Why don't you get up first, let's go out and talk..."

Suddenly there was a sharp stabbing pain in his neck, his face was trembling with pain, and he cursed loudly: "Liancheng Yazhi, you... Master..."

Rongyan struggled desperately, wanting to get out of the clutches of the devil, her neck hurting so much that she wanted to smash her head to death, and following the movements of the two, a pool of water that was originally full rushed out.

As a result, the room was filled with gunpowder smoke and flames of war, and they dared not look directly at it. However, outside the room, a group of people who were still standing stupidly outside listened to the movement upstairs, hoping to hear the good news about Yanyan.