my gambling boyfriend

Chapter 517 Make it up, continue at night...

"Hey, don't mess around, we are still discussing such a serious issue." Lan Mo shook off his hand, blushing, but still pretending to be serious.

The whole person huddled in the corner of the bathtub, the water was too clear, she had no choice but to hide, so she simply grabbed the bath powder on the side and poured it into the bathtub.

Seeing the gradually rising white foam, she calmed down a little.

Guan Zichen felt like laughing, and as soon as he reached out his hand, he pulled her in front of him, leaned close to her, and winked charmingly, "Honey, we have more serious issues to discuss."

Fuck his Japanese, now he doesn't want to talk about that at all.

"Wh, what's the problem?" God, is the temperature in the bathroom too high?why is she so hot
Also, does this guy never feel embarrassed?She never took a bath with anyone.

"Last time I washed your hair for you, and I also helped you take a bath." He seemed to see her thoughts, and whispered ambiguously in her ear.

"What, when?" Can you stop talking in her ear, it will make her very uncomfortable.

"It was the most memorable night in the seaside villa, but you forgot, and you took the initiative."

He seemed to be complaining, wrinkled his nose, and moved his hands restlessly on her body. . .

Lan Mo was startled for a moment, and yelled indiscriminately: "Don't talk nonsense, it's definitely you who is playing tricks, hey, stop quickly! I'm very hungry."

"I'm also very hungry, and we haven't discussed that serious issue yet." He said while pulling her little hand to a certain place in the white foam.

Lan Mo screamed, shrunk her hands as if being scalded, and her whole face was flushed red like brain congestion.

But he didn't allow it, and held her hand tightly, his voice hoarse and low: "Did you say last time whether you like your son or your daughter?"

"It's not up to me."

"Then, I'm the one who has the final say!" Guan Zichen laughed loudly, caught her and kissed her passionately...

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Lan Mo sat at the dining table in her pajamas and was depressed. She was really going to die of anger. She raised her eyes and looked at the clock. Two o'clock in the afternoon, this is not breakfast.

It's already afternoon, this damn guy is still looking at her with a wicked smile on his face.

Do you know how tired she is!
"Honey, eat more, make up for it, and continue at night." He said caring words, but there was a smirk.

(End of this chapter)