Mr. He’s Daily Affections

Pei Yuanchen's eyes dropped, and he sneered: "Don't you say the clothes are already worn?"

"I lied to you..." She admitted very simply, and began to pretend again, "Uncle Xiaobao, I have no strength to stand up..."

Pei Yuanchen could not judge the truth of this sentence.

But he was pretty sure that if he did not pick her up from the bathtub, this woman could really soak in the sky.

He looked somber, walked over, picked her up from the bathtub, and wrapped her in towels.

The soft touch from his palm made him dry.

Zi Yi smiled and stretched his arms to hug him, and looked up to kiss his chin.

Pei Yuanchen's body tightened and his breathing became heavier.

It's a pity that he is holding her now and can't free his hand to push her head away.

"He Ziyi, be safe!" He threatened coldly, but his voice was hoarse.

"I don't..." She had to measure in, licked her lips, and bit her knot with her mouth open.

The man took a breath, his whole body of blood rushed straight down, and the strong thorn-surge made him almost miss her and dropped her on the ground.

Zi Yi smiled and put both hands on his chest, his voice was lazy: "Uncle Xiaobao, your heartbeat is fast..."

Pei Yuanchen closed his eyes and carried her on his shoulder decisively.

"Oh!" Suddenly turning around, Ziyi was very uncomfortable and couldn't help struggling.

The man clasped her legs tightly, did not allow her to move, and sent her to the bedroom.

Pei Yuanchen threw her on the bed very gently.

I just struggled, and the bath towel didn't know where it fell, so the woman's bright white body suddenly hit his eyes.

Pei Yuanchen's pupils shrunk, his face calm, and he turned decisively, but one leg was wrapped around his feet.

"I'm so uncomfortable..." The woman's voice sounded pitiful, "Uncle Xiaobao, I seem to have a fever, you help me..."

Pei Yuanchen took a deep breath and said hoarsely, "You should get dressed first!"

"You help me... I have no strength..." she said weakly.

Pei Yuanchen looked down, looked at her feet wrapped around her, sneered: "I think you are very strong."

"I didn't..." Her voice sounded dull, "I'm really uncomfortable..."

"Release!" Pei Yuanchen didn't speak, but just coldly ordered.

She seemed to grunt, and her legs finally sagged weakly.

Pei Yuanchen strode to the door, but he couldn't help but pause.

The woman was too quiet, so he could not rest assured.

"He Ziyi?" he asked.

There was no movement for a long time behind him.

Pei Yuanchen pressed his lips tightly, and he had to turn around because of a dark curse.

He Ziyi still doesn't hang in, she lies on the bed, her body curled up.

The man's throat rolled and walked back, ready to tuck her into the bed.

But Pei Yuanchen just leaned over and was about to pick up her. Zi Yi wrapped up like an octopus. He didn't check it and was taken down on her all at once.

Ziyi's arms around his neck, his legs wrapped around his waist.

"Catch you!" She was very proud.

Pei Yuanchen felt a bang in his head.

"He Ziyi, you let me go." He said this quietly, exhausting his last sense.

"No..." she refused softly, sticking her tongue out and licking his lips.

Pei Yuanchen closed his eyes and finally couldn't help but kissed her fiercely.