Looking back at her, he twisted his eyebrows and put the cup aside.

Claudia understood in seconds and went back to fetch the hair dryer.

Rowan raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

She smiled and sat down on the bed, waiting for someone to serve her.

Afraid of her catching cold, Rowan didn‘t have any trouble with her on it. He came over and plugged in the hair dryer, adjusted the temperature and blew her hair.

Claudia‘s hair is black and bright, and she has maintained her innocence in this age when colorful hair is rampant.

Rowan likes her hair. Although she didn‘t say it positively, Claudia once teased him with a magazine, saying that she would dye her hair the same color as the model above and asked him if he was okay.

He didn‘t say anything, pressed her under him and severely punished her for half a night.

Since then, Claudia has given up the idea of dyeing his hair or even curling it.

However, she thought that when she left Rowan one day, she must do a good job with this hair.

Only seven years later, she still didn‘t have the chance.

Slender fingers shuttled between her hair, occasionally touching her cheeks and ears, slightly itching.

Claudia‘s eyes are light, like a lazy cat.

Rowan turned off the hair dryer and threw it on the one－person sofa.

He got up and brought the wine back. He leaned against the bedside and drank it gently and slowly.

Claudia‘s eyes flashed and the cat climbed to the end of the bed with its waist.

He watched her move, indifferent and silent.

She lifted the quilt and climbed up from under his feet.

Toes, legs, thighs, a little bit of limp and numbness.

Until the end, Claudia climbed on his knee, revealing a head, a backward face and sparkling eyes.

Rowan took a sip of wine and suddenly bent down to her mouth to mouth and fed her.

She swallowed it cleverly and grunted in her throat. The voice made Rowan‘s lower abdomen hot.

Changes suddenly occur.

Rowan‘s big palm pressed on the back of her head and phoenix eyes motioned.

Claudia smiled with a bad smile, blinked his eyes and pretended to be innocent. "Uncle, what is this? Why have people never seen it?"

"Want to know?"

If she wants to act, he will cooperate.

The male voice is hoarse and low, sexy and obscure.

Claudia gave him a shy and angry look, shy： "I don‘t want to."

"Hmm? Really don‘t want to?"

"... think."

Not to survive, not to beg for death.

Rowan kept her promise at the beginning and only wanted to torture her, but did not give her real happiness.

Claudia‘s long hair spread like a waterfall on the big white bed.

Black and white are the acme.

Twisted the small waistband, winked like silk, slender fingers bite in his shell teeth.

Watching to be devastated to madness by this burst of joy and sorrow.

Rowan is no better than her either. She can only watch, play and not eat.

Pressing over, he held her ear beads and said, "Please me, huh?"

Claudia has long been dominated by hope, leaving reason and dignity behind.

Rubbing against his handsome and incomparable side face, she sobbed, lotus root arm wrapped around his neck, dragging crying, soft voice, how to flatter, how to come.

"Please, please..."

She knew he couldn‘t stand it.

Sure enough, Rowan immediately siege, without the slightest hesitation.

The following land grab, also did not slack off.

The two men rolled together and held each other in the same place. They were mindless, skinless and shameless, without heaven or earth, endless and pestering.

The horizon gradually turned pale and the big bed was a mess.

One side of the bed was no longer able to sleep. Claudia and Rowan folded their hands and legs, tightly embracing each other on the other side.

Under her head lay his solid arms, his small nose was red, his eyelids were red, his whole body was pink, and his breathing was hot.

With such a bunch in her arms, Rowan slept a little, woke up a little, and was not steadfast for a moment.

"Bell!"

Very not easy to fall asleep, the annoying cell phone ring rang again at this time.

Rowan felt around, felt it, and did not look at anyone. He pressed the answer and said, "Put it on!"

A simple and crude word, with a lot of get－up gas.