Cultivating a Doting Wife: Domineering Male God Forces Marriage Step by Step

Chapter 1667 Qiao Lan is cool, never forgetting each other (15)

At this moment, he really wanted to call the military division to inquire about the method, but when he thought that tonight was a special day, he didn't dare to act rashly.

If this disturbed Chunxiao for a moment, not to mention paying a thousand dollars, he would have to be chased and beaten by Xiang Yan, it was too bloody.

When Ye Ruoliang was taking a bath, Qiao Lan listened for a long time at the door alone, and seemed to be able to see the situation inside through the hazy glass, which made his whole heart burn.

He lingered at the door for a long time, and finally returned to the living room after hearing that there was no sound inside, and looked at the man wearing only a towel as if nothing had happened.

Ye Ruoliang's figure is well maintained, there is not even a little extra stuff around her lean and powerful waist, and the bath towel is just around the navel...

Qiao Lan swallowed sharply, Ye Ruoliang's navel... still seemed to be stained with drops of water.

"Aren't you going to wash?" Ye Ruoliang didn't notice Qiao Lan's change, and was still wiping her hair with a towel in her hand.

Qiao Lan stared at his body for a few times, then shook her head and nodded again, and said when she rushed into the bathroom, "Of course I want to take a shower, I like clean very much!"

Ye Ruoliang gave her a hand, does taking a bath have anything to do with loving cleanliness?He looked back in the direction of the bathroom, and then went back to the living room. He changed all his clothes and had to ask someone to come over with them.

After he finished the call, he lay on the sofa and watched TV, and closed his eyes after watching.

When Qiao Lan came out of the bathroom, the person on the sofa was already asleep, and the sound of breathing was especially clear in the quiet living room. He was only wearing a bath towel, and the towel in his hand dropped to the floor after seeing the person on the sofa.

He walked lightly to the side of the sofa and half-kneeled down. After getting close, he carefully looked at Ye Ruoliang's sleeping face.

No matter what he is called the little prince, in his eyes, Ye Ruoliang at this moment is the Sleeping Beauty.

After staring at it for a few seconds, Qiao Lan began to count his eyelashes, and then couldn't help but want to reach out to touch them, but his fingertips hadn't touched his eyes yet, because his legs were numb after squatting for a long time, and his body suddenly tilted to Ye Ruoliang's eyelashes. body.

Really, he slapped Ye Ruoliang without saying anything, and his lips still fell on the tip of Ye Ruoliang's nose.

With a slap, the person who was asleep immediately opened his eyes, and frowned after seeing Qiao Lan who was close at hand. Did he plan to attack at night?

Qiao Lan got up awkwardly and backed away, but because of the soles of her feet, she bumped into the table behind her, and her back stuck to the corner of the glass table, and the place where she rubbed it became hot instantly.

Qiao Lan paid attention to Ye Ruoliang's eyes, for fear that he would think that he had something wrong in his heart, and didn't notice that he cried out because of the pain just now.

Ye Ruoliang looked at him strangely, and then, ignoring why Qiao Lan was staring at him here, she directly grabbed his wrist and pulled him up: "Sit down first, I'll help you look!"

"Huh?" Qiao Lan looked at him flattered, as if she never thought that she would be treated so well.

Ye Ruoliang swept his eyes, and naturally he didn't miss his cautiously expectant and suspicious eyes. He sighed softly, Qiao Lan seemed more innocent than he imagined.

The upper body was already naked, Qiao Lan at least turned around to show him his back, Ye Ruoliang looked at the white flesh on his back that was rubbed up by the corner of the table and the scars that showed signs of bleeding underneath, his brows suddenly frowned. Wrinkled tighter.

Qiao Lan touched it by herself, and after tearing off some skin, she smiled heartlessly: "Don't worry, this little injury is nothing at all!"

(End of this chapter)