My magic stick is going to heaven!

Shang Yanzhou sneered: "Do you think there is something about your whole body that I can't control?"

Shaking his head, Shang Yanzhou turned around and opened the cupboard, took out a one-piece silk nightgown from inside, and went into the bathroom.

With the sound of water, Wen Changlang thought of the scene when he sneaked in the first night, and the touch was really memorable.

Wen Changlang opened his eyes and looked at the crystal chandelier above his head. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that he had fallen. He seemed to be addicted to Shang Yanzhou's body. . .

It's so comfortable to sleep with.

After Shang Yanzhou came out, the tips of his dripping hair were a little messy, and the straps of his nightgown were loose and loose, which was far from his usual meticulous appearance, but there was an additional sense of ascetic beauty, if it weren't for the gentleness on his body Wen Changlang would think that this is the abstinence publisher Yanzhou.

Wen Changlang blew a whistle, and couldn't help flirting with his lips:

"Master Governor is really stunning, it makes me hard to see."

Shang Yanzhou paused in his long movements of wiping his hair, another identical sentence flashed in his mind, his eyes froze, but he took it back calmly, and then said in a calm manner:

"This sentence is also in this room. I heard a thief who sneaked into my room say it."

Wen Changlang's face froze, and he hurriedly shouted:

"It's... that's right! Who is so bold! Dare to tease our Lord Superintendent."

Shang Yanzhou had a half-smile on his face, staring at Wen Changlang's face, echoing:

"Yeah, who is so bold."

Wen Changlang's eyes flickered, and his white teeth gleamed in a smile. Shang Yanzhou raised his eyebrows and looked away:

"To take a bath."

"Row!"

Wen Changlang responded, and immediately a carp jumped up, and rushed into the bathroom. There was still a faint bamboo fragrance in it, which was fresh and elegant. Shang Yanzhou's body seemed to be this kind of bamboo fragrance.

He took a deep breath, felt a hot current rushing down his lower abdomen, and a primitive impulse inexplicably swelled. Halfway through Wen Changlang's washing, he suddenly pulled the white towel, ran out, and said without shame:

"Master Governor, I'm really hard! Are you responsible?"

At this moment, Shang Yanzhou, who was holding a book, his face darkened immediately following his gaze, and he forbeared between his forehead, as if gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence:

"Get out of here!"

Wen Changlang pouted and approached Shang Yanzhou:

"But I'm uncomfortable..."

"Wen corridor!"

Shang Yanzhou got up angrily, flung the book and wanted to get up and walk out of the room, but Wen Changlang moved faster and rushed forward. Shang Yanzhou's nightgown was already loose, and Wen Changlang's bath towel was loose. , it became even more loose, such a pounce.

Shang Yanzhou's body reflexively fell to the bed behind him, and the strap of the nightgown on his body was torn away, but underneath, he directly saw each other with sincerity, just because the bath towel wrapped around Wen Changlang's lower body fell off during this pounce. on the ground.

At this time, Wen Changlang was completely naked, and he was still lying on Shang Yanzhou's body, and the heat source was pressing on Shang Yanzhou's lower abdomen vigorously.

No matter how thick-skinned Wen Changlang was, he exploded with a loud bang, flushed red, and he explained dying with low confidence:

"I...just making a...joke, heh...heh?"

Shang Yanzhou laughed back angrily, pushing his body upwards vigorously, ignoring Wen Changlang's shocked and round eyes, leaning directly next to his ear, and breathed softly:

"Are you kidding me? I remember someone said that tonight, in bed, you want to be coquettish for me alone."