Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 2283 Soul Return (40)

There is no perfume, but it smells good on my body.

Always with an indescribable fragrance.

She untied the braid he had tied for her, took a chopstick, and tied a classic bun.

Two strands of soft hair fell down her cheeks, making her face even more white, white and attractive.

When he smiles, he looks like a fox.

There is a clear broken light in the fundus of the eyes, and the color of the lips is rouge-like red.

The burning red cheongsam on her body is an extremely charming color.

The twisted and twisted flower buttons, in the gap between the two swings, the white legs are looming.

Standing on tiptoe, close to him.

It was deliberate seduction.

It is beautiful, colorful and charming.

Tilting her head slightly, she smiled at him.

The cold Mr. Roderick leaned against the wall with calm eyes.

It calmly fell on her dazzling and bright face.

for sure.

Immediately, I watched for a long time.

His eyes were extremely dark, and he couldn't see any emotion.

Just staring calmly, looking at her face, and...

He rolled his Adam's apple slightly, and then slowly raised his hand.

He took her slender wrist and pulled it down.

The distance between the wall and the wall has widened a bit.

She blinked, and looked at him with charming eyes.

"Isn't it pretty?"

He didn't say it was good-looking, nor did he say it wasn't good-looking.

Just look at it.

Looking at this cheongsam, how vividly her figure is outlined.

Fair complexion, beautiful burnt red.

And that pair of clear, clean, yet incomparably alluring eyes.

Every minute and every inch is so just right——

It suits his appetite.

It's amazing...

Appetite whetted.

His face was calm, his eyes were dark, and his eyes returned to her face.

He stretched out his hand and pulled her hair behind her cheeks behind her ears.

Unhurried, gentle movements.

"Who sent you this dress?"

His voice was low and slightly hoarse.

It's faint, but I can't hear the joy or anger.

It seems to be just a random question.

That beautiful and flamboyant person, like a vixen, looked at him and thought for a while.

Then, shake your head.

"I don't know, a woman, not Kris."

Here, she only knows him and Kris.

I don't know the others.

"Doesn't it look good?"

Seeing his calm expression, she didn't even have a word of praise, and felt a little disappointed.

Thought he would like it.

Her tiptoe slowly fell, and the height difference widened again.

He is tall and she can only reach his shoulders.

It feels very safe to hug, but when talking, you always have to raise your head slightly.

He didn't answer.

Instead, he raised his hand and closed the door beside him.

"It's late."

"Click——" there was a sound of the belt being undone.

His tone was light, but his voice was hoarse.

He pulled out the belt and threw it directly on the ground.

She was stunned.

Subconsciously, said: "It's only ten o'clock..."

He lowered his eyes, his brows and eyes were as light as a noble scholar.

Unhurriedly, he took off his watch.

The gun that he carried with him was also placed next to the bedside table.

Then, the big curtains in the bedroom slowly and automatically closed.

He began to unbutton and undress.

"Ten o'clock, it's getting late."

With his back to her, he was extremely calm.

It's like the calm of the sea before a stormy night.

There is no trace of waves.

"..." She wore slippers and looked at him.

For no reason, he took a step back.

Instinct told her that things were not quite right now.

Turning around, I wanted to open the bedroom door, but——

locked.

With a beep, the display requires fingerprints to open.

"..." Her eyelids twitched.

(End of this chapter)