My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Peach went back to her room at night and left her phone by the pillow. She reached out and picked it up.

There is an unread text message in the phone.

Slim white fingers pressed up to open and look, Coldhound sent it last night-- why don't I go to your room, or you come to my room and I'll hold you to sleep?

Night Peach's face was red. I understood immediately. No wonder he stopped talking. Turns out he asked about this text message.

Yesterday she was a little tired, told him good night and then she really fell asleep. I didn't expect him to send another text.

Night Peach bit his lower lip with his teeth and went out.

In the bathroom.

Cold Hao just took a shower, when the bathroom door opened and through the scrubbed glass he saw a delicate little figure.

His handsome eyebrows overflowed with softness, and he laughed, "What are you doing here? ”

'Cause I saw someone texting me last night. ”A woman's voice sounds like a crisp bell.

Cold ho is stiff.

He reached out and pulled open the scrubbed glass door.

Night Peach looked at him with bright eyes and raised his phone. "Did someone not sleep last night? Who wants him to hug him? Don't be ashamed of yourself! ”

The cold-blooded god suddenly unnaturally couldn't hold his face, and he frowned, "Whoever sent you that, let me see. ”

Night Peach is thinking, just pretend to be you.

“It's a clear beast that sends me...”

“Really, let me see.” He wants a cell phone.

Night Peach walks up front, "Here you go. ”

Cold Hoover reached for it.

“I lied!” The moment he was about to get it, Peach flexibly ran away. She blinked her big, shiny eyes and hooked his little index finger. “Come after me, catch me, and I'll give you my phone. ”

Cold eyes darkened and she caught me in a playful way. "Am I really chasing you? ”

“Come on. ”

Night Peach provoked the eyebrows, she didn't believe him to come out naked.

The next second, the scrubbed glass door was pulled open with a "wow” and Cold Hoover ran out.

Wide shoulders, narrow glutes, wheat skin, fine chest, eight abs, he is wildly sexy all over his body, hundreds of times better than the male models that come out of the magazine.

This visual shock made Peach scream at night, and she covered her hot little face with two small hands and turned around and ran.

Not yet, a strong arm clamped her thin waist like Yang Liu, and Cold Ho lifted her directly behind her.

“My phone! ”

The phone in her hand had been taken away, and Cold Hoover had thrown it accurately in a bamboo basket hanging from the wall.

“Little things, see how I take care of you!” Coldhound pushed her half-handedly into the scrubbed glass door.

Warm water suddenly wet the shirt on Peach's body at night, she quickly lifted her little head and pounded her red lips open, “Cold ho, don't bully me! ”

Leng Hao put his hand against the wall and tucked her in his arms. He muttered and drowned, “Who bullied who? ”

“That's different. I bully you. Aren't you happy? ”

Coldhound rolls his throat, “Happy, but we can do something happier. ”

“No! Someone just won't even admit to texting last night! ”

The water beads of the fine water slide off her delicate cheeks, like the dew beads of a rose petal, incredibly delicate, so cold she loves the way she is right now.

“I sent it, I admit, but I wanted to hold you to sleep. It didn't mean anything. ”

“Well, what are you gonna do with me now, take a simple bath?” Night Peach asked him nicely.

Cold Mandarin knot, he glanced at the uneven curve on her body, then stretched out his long tongue and licked his lips, "Just take a shower, I'll wash it for you. ”

Said he reached out and undressed her.

“Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!” Peach protects his shirt at night.

Cold Ho listened and quickly bent down to kiss her on the lip.

Night Peach screamed again, “Stop! A gentleman can't do anything! “

“Do you want me to do it, or do you want me to say it, huh?” He provoked her mandible with his long fingers.

“Don't move, I'll move, I'll shower you. ”

Night Peach squeezed out the shower gel and rubbed it off on him, quickly creating a fragrant bubble on his body.

Cold luxury let her do whatever she wanted, clasp her willow waist on her palm, then slide down, and he presses her butt against himself.

“Oops, what are you doing?” Face to face, the pose was too vague and Peach broke his hand at night.

Coldhound grabbed it again, this time lifting her clothes.

She was covered in a loose white thin sweater, which slipped off the shoulder on one side, revealing her milky skin, and the cold luxury caught fire.

“Cold ho, no, itchy...” Night Peach hid in his arms, the crystal clear water beads splashed into the room with her happy laughter.

Cold Howe twisted her past and let her two little hands support the porcelain surface.

“Baby, don't play with me. I can't wait! ”

“Cold ho, no...” She struggled.

The two people were frightened and the temperature was burning. At this point, the knock of "knock” sounded again, “Young master, madam, it's time for breakfast. ”

This is the third time it's been interrupted.

Cold Hao immediately raised his sword brow and said to the door, "Don't come knocking without my permission in the future! ”

There was no sound outside the door.

Night Peach's whole face was red. He was so brazen, the maid must have known they were doing something bad.

It's 7: 00 in the morning, and they're tired of not doing their job.

She broke off his hand and turned around, "Cold Ho, why are you so hungry? ”

'Cause you don't feed! ”Cold Ho lowered her head and covered her little mouth.

Peach held him around his neck at night, his body was hot and his muscles were tight, so that he could really hold his body down.

But she wouldn't dare, she's four months pregnant now.

Two small hands held his chest and turned around, cold-blooded against the porcelain.

“You...” cold-blooded.

Night Peach kisses his thin lips in his trendy eyes and then kisses down...

……

An hour later.

Breakfast at the table, facing Cold Hoover and Night Peach.

Under the table, the long, cold, luxurious legs wrapped around the sleek calf belly of the peach at night.

At night, Peach's ears were red and the servants were there. He was not afraid to be seen. She drank a sip of milk and pulled her legs back.

“Ma'am, you have a little milk in the corner of your mouth. ”

“Where?” Peach wiped it with a napkin at night.

At this point, she glanced at herself, only the man across the street staring at herself.

Needless to say, both of them have flashed their minds over the restrictive image they just had in the bathroom.

Peach's whole face was red at night.

Leng Hao saw her shy and hiding, a little woman who was so bold, now looks like a different person, but he loves it either way.