My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Hearing him say that, Peach secretly glanced at him in his fingers at night, only to see a man staring at her chest.

She glanced at herself and she was exposed!

“Son of a bitch, don't look!” She scolded in exhalation, then reached over and covered his body with a mattress.

Leaning against the bed, he pulled up an evil curve, “What are you doing standing there, taking off your clothes and wearing them like this will catch a cold? ”

“Take it off... Of course I'll take it off, but you close your eyes and don't look! ”

“Okay.” Cold and cheerful answered, then closed his eyes.

Night Peach made sure he wasn't peeking. She turned around slowly, quickly undressed herself, lifted her legs to bed, and she climbed inside.

But the more she hurried, her little foot tripped over her long leg. “Ah," she jumped all over the wall.

She thought she was going to blow her head off, but she didn't. At this point, a strong arm held her soft waist steadily and hugged her easily, and her whole person was buried in a quilt.

Coldhound reached out and covered her with a quilt, leaving her with only a small head, "How could you be so rude? I don't know. You thought you were trying to seduce me? ”

“I didn't...” Peach drummed her pink cheeks back at night, but when she saw a man's eyes filled with something like drowning, she felt sweet in her heart.

She threw up a little pink tongue at him.

“Why is your mind so dirty? ”

“So you and I stay on the same channel, are you dirty? ”

“You!” Why can't he just leave her alone?

Peach squeezed his pink fist and smashed his shoulder.

Cold Ho didn't move, she smashed it directly at her, she was weak, like itching, but also such a small force to rescue him from the ghost gate, she never gave up on him.

When Peach saw his gaze set on her face, she felt shy and shy. She shrugged her little hand back and shoved it back into the quilt.

As his shoulders warmed, the man's rough palms stroked up.

“What are you doing?” Her voice is no longer like hers.

Cold House gently rubbed the wound on her shoulder with her finger belly. She had just been drugged. Her weak shoulder was bruised by those two coarse vines and he was very sore.

“Does it hurt? ”

“What?” Night Peach didn't understand. She looked at him and saw the man's eyes parked on the wound on her shoulder.

Night Peach,...

Cold Ho lifted his eyelids and looked at her. His quiet eyes laughed and smiled at her, "I'm asking if your wound hurts anymore. What are you thinking? ”

“Bullshit, I... I didn't think you were touching me! ”

This sentence just came down, Peach had to bite her tongue at night, what is she talking about... big truth?!

Cold Haughty picked a sword brow and then hooked her lips and laughed. This girl is really a pistachio, she can transmit her happiness to others.

“My leg is fine, it was cut twice by thorns and not broken.” Night Peach thought he cared about the wound on her leg.

Cold laughed and said nothing.

That big palm made her itchy and numb. Peach hid at night, but she couldn't, “My legs are really fine... hmm! ”

Her little mouth was blocked.

Suddenly he was kissed, Peach glared at his eyes at night, and the man didn't close his eyes. He looked at her softly with a light smile, a little hot and a little dramatic.

Little Dorton found out at night that he wasn't even concerned about the wound on her leg.

He tricked her again.

Reaching out two small hands against his chest and pushing him away, Peach waves glowing and delicate him at night, "Cold Ho, you're so bad. ”

Her soft, glutinous voice made her eardrums crisp, “Are you stupid? Men eat your tofu without knowing. ”

“This is not tofu!” Night Peach instinct rebuttal.

But to put it this way, she was about to cry, and tonight her head was not short circuited, always saying something that was not marginal.

She wanted to hide inside, and the male hissed his magnetic voice all over her ear, "How is that supposed to be tofu? ”

Ooh, she knew he was listening.

“I don't know! ”

“Oh, that happens, I know, I'll teach you.” Cold Hao covers both of them with quilts.

“Ah!” Peach screamed at night.

……

Night Peach felt the whole person was unconscious. “Husband, husband...”

The girl's cheeks were red, the glamorous piece of electric eye was flooded, he bowed down to kiss her right cheek, the middle-aged man just slapped her, she had five red marks on her face, he had kissed her heartbroken.

“Is it cold? ”

Night Peach shook his head, “No... it's not cold. ”

Cold ho gasped, and on such a cold day, male and female physical contact was the best way to warm up, and he admitted he was trying to keep her warm.