Occupy a petite wife

The next morning, when Wen Xin woke up, as before, she was alone in the big bed.

The dark curtains concealed the sunlight outside, Wen Xin thought it was still early, she turned over, recalled last night, her cheeks were slightly warm, she buried her face in the quilt, and what she smelled was the refreshing breath of Rong Li.

That man was obviously colder than ice and snow, but the smell on his body was as warm as sunshine.

Raising her hand to pat her forehead, she glanced warmly at the alarm clock, and when she saw clearly the numbers pointed by the hour and minute hands, she widened her eyes, jumped up like her butt was on fire, and went straight to the bathroom to wash and change clothes.

There was class this morning, and she fell asleep until 10:30!

Aunt Qiao heard the sound of footsteps, walked to the stairs, stopped Wen Xin, and said with a smile: "Miss Wen, the young master said that your injury is not healed yet, so you will rest at home today."

"I'm going to class!"

Students who have just entered university are generally more well-behaved, let alone a good girl like Wen Xin.

"Miss Wen, this is the young master's order, so don't make things difficult for me." Aunt Qiao said.

Warm is in a dilemma.

"Young master is also for your own good." Aunt Qiao said with a smile, "Miss Wen, let's have something to eat first. Lunch will be ready later."

She can eat lunch when she wakes up, so lazy!

Wen Xin smiled awkwardly and said, "Auntie, just call me Wen Xin."

Seeing that she had a good appearance, was well-behaved and easy-going, and didn't have the attitude of a young lady at all, Aunt Qiao had a little more affection for Wen Xin, "Wen... Wen Xin, then you can call me Aunt Qiao..."

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Having nothing to do in the villa, Wenxin chatted with Aunt Qiao for a while. She learned that Aunt Qiao was the only servant in the whole villa. Because she was so peaceful and peaceful, the housekeeping company would regularly send someone to clean the house every day. Aunt Qiao mainly managed some daily chores. .

Aunt Qiao said that she had worked here for nearly ten years, and Wen Xin was the only girl he brought home.

It's unbelievable to hear Wen Xin, is there no other woman around a man like him?

She curiously asked about the situation of Rongli's family. Aunt Qiao couldn't tell. Rongli had been living alone. His father had been here a few times and usually stayed for a while before leaving. short.

Rongli seems to be indifferent to everything by nature, even if he gets along with his relatives, most of the time he is silent, and the warmth is more and more confusing. Why does Rongli like this fall in love with her?

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The autumn rain was lingering, and after lunch, due to the weather, Xinxin could only stay in the house.Rongli had to wait until the afternoon to come back. She watched TV in the living room downstairs and chatted with Aunt Qiao. Later, she was a little sleepy, so she went back to her room to sleep.

The rain was getting heavier, and the scenery outside the window was hazy.

When Rongli came back, he heard from Aunt Qiao that Wenxin was resting in the room, so he went straight to the second floor.

Opening the door, everything in sight is very familiar, the only difference is the small bulge on the big bed.

Rong Xin moved slightly, he sat on the side of the bed, his bright black phoenix eyes quietly stared at the girl's sleeping face.

Wen Xin curled up sideways, her sleeping position was always like this, her fair face was half covered under the quilt, her suet jade-like skin was powdery due to sleep, delicate as a flower.

He stretched out his hand to brush the hair that was hanging down behind her ears for her. His fingertips brushed against the tenderness, and his eyes sank.

His gaze fell on her lightly pursed lips, soft and pink, extremely alluring.

The sexy Adam's apple slid up and down.

Rong Li leaned down, took her soft lips in his mouth, and sucked|sucked gently.

The smell of a girl, fresh and clean, fragrant and delicious, made him want more, more.

Wenxin in her sleep felt a little itchy, a little painful, and a little numb on her mouth, as if something was pressing on her body.

She woke up from the dream, and what was close at hand was a magnified handsome face. The light in the room was not turned on, and the light was dim.

But she knew that it was Rongli who came back.