Doted on, the president entangled with his little sweet wife

Chapter 155 Being Watched by My Husband, Not at a disadvantage
Seeing that she was much more active than yesterday, Jiang Beichen let go of her at ease.

Song Xiaoya lifted the quilt and got out of the bed. After getting used to it, she walked towards the bathroom.

Probably because the illness is really cured, she now has physical strength, and she will no longer feel weak all over her body, so happy.

Jiang Beichen leaned on the bed alone, carefully listening to the sounds coming from the bathroom, until now that she had recovered, she was in a much happier mood early in the morning.

In the bathroom, while Song Xiaoya was undressing, she wanted to take off the ring on her hand and put it aside, but she suddenly remembered Jiang Beichen's warning from yesterday.

If you dare to take off the ring again, let's see how I deal with you!
She looked outside through the glass, feeling lingering fear, and finally gave up the idea of ​​taking off the ring, and put it on as long as she asked.

After sweating, her body was too sticky. Song Xiaoya was only focused on washing her hair and taking a shower in the bathroom, and completely forgot to bring in the change of clothes in advance. After washing, she realized that there were no clothes in the bathroom.

She was a little dazed immediately, wondering if she had burned her brain out when she had a fever yesterday, and she didn't take clothes in for a bath.

I just got up, and when I came in, I was wearing pajamas, and it was already soaked in water, so I probably couldn't wear it anymore.

Looking around the bathroom, the only thing that can cover the body is the bath towel.

Song Xiaoya couldn't help breaking down, she gritted her teeth, and after struggling for a while, she still chose to resign herself to her fate and wrapped herself in a bath towel.

After drying her hair, Song Xiaoya opened the bathroom door.First, he exposed his small head and looked outside.Jiang Beichen was still leaning on his head, watching the news.

After Song Xiaoya wrapped the towel around her body a little tighter, she slowly walked out of the bathroom and came into the bedroom.

Jiang Beichen was watching the news about the current epidemic situation in city S. When he heard the sound of the bathroom door, he turned his eyes away. Then, his eyes froze for a moment, and a wicked look flashed across his stern face.

His gaze stayed firmly on Song Xiaoya, like a cheetah locked on to its target.

She was wrapped in a bath towel, revealing her delicate figure, her white arms, and drops of water on her shoulders.Jiang Beichen couldn't help but twitch his Adam's apple in this restricted-rated scene.

Did this woman stand in front of him with no clothes on purpose, only wearing a towel?
He reached out and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, then sat up and looked at her.

When did this woman learn this trick, hehe, has her brain finally opened up?
Next, Song Xiaoya held the bath towel in one hand, and walked towards Jiang Beichen cautiously. She looked at his eyes that were about to spit out flames, and secretly groaned in her heart.

"My clothes are all in Sister Milan's room..." She didn't do it voluntarily, "I'll call her and ask her to bring the clothes over."

She reached for Jiang Beichen's cell phone, but Jiang Beichen quickly snatched it away. He looked at the person in front of him, "I think you look good in this outfit."

After finishing speaking, his eyes stayed on her body for a few more seconds on purpose, the evil in his eyes was not concealed.

Song Xiaoya was unresponsive, she took a step back subconsciously after realizing it, and then covered the 'scenery' exposed on her body, her face turned a little red because of shame, she was furious, "Jiang Beichen, what are you doing!"

Can the eyes be less deliberate!
"Song Xiaoya, it's not that I haven't seen it. I don't know what you look like from top to bottom." Jiang Beichen suddenly got up from the bed, quickly stepped forward to wrap his arms around her waist, and whispered in her ear.

Being seen by my husband doesn't hurt me, it's a matter of course, so there's nothing to hide.

Song Xiaoya blushed even more when she heard what he said, and she stared at him dissatisfied, both ashamed and angry.

Seeing that she was really annoyed and protested with her lips pursed, Jiang Beichen gave a low laugh, then kissed her lightly on the lips, and let her go.

"Here." He handed her the phone.

Song Xiaoya was stunned for a moment, then he just didn't give it to her on purpose, deliberately teased her, big villain.

She reached out to take the phone, then entered Milan's number, and dialed out.

"Xiaoya, how are you? Has the fever subsided?" Hearing Song Xiaoya's voice, Milan hurriedly asked with concern.

"I'm fine, everything is fine." She nodded, and then said with some embarrassment, "Sister Milan, can you send me my clothes, I left them in your room... "

Song Xiaoya's voice was broken, and she felt that this request was quite embarrassing.

"Wait a minute, I'll send you there right now, and I just want to visit you too." Milan readily agreed.

Song Xiaoya just said thank you, and then reported Jiang Beichen's room number to Milan.

After returning the phone to Jiang Beichen, Song Xiaoya avoided Jiang Beichen, then climbed onto the bed in a hurry, and hid her whole body under the quilt, only her head was exposed.

Jiang Beichen couldn't help laughing at her cute behavior. She is already an old couple, when will her shyness be corrected.

He pursed his lips, and then casually unbuttoned the remaining few buttons of his shirt.

"What are you doing?" Song Xiaoya was startled by his actions.

Why did he suddenly take off his clothes in broad daylight?
And Milan is coming soon.

"I'm going to take a shower." Jiang Beichen took off his shirt and threw it on the bed, revealing his strong muscles.

He slept with her in his arms last night, and his clothes were already wet with her sweat.

After finishing speaking, he turned his face and glanced at her, "put on your clothes."

"Jiang Beichen, why are you so naive!" Song Xiaoya looked at his shirt speechlessly, and actually let her wear his clothes. Is this person too naive, thinking it's just playing tricks?

Because Jiang Beichen was in a good mood, he didn't care about her words, and kindly reminded her, "If you want to meet people with a towel around you, I don't care."

"I don't wear the leftover clothes you used to wear." She said contemptuously.

Jiang Beichen frowned, when did he let her wear his leftover clothes, his eyes fell on the shirt on the bed, he knew she had misunderstood.

"I mean there are clean clothes in the suitcase, you can find one to put on first." After finishing speaking, he went into the bathroom shirtless.

As soon as Jiang Beichen closed the bathroom door, Song Xiaoya immediately got up from the bed and hurried to find clothes in the suitcase.

Inside the box were Jiang Beichen's clothes, all gray or black, only the handmade sweater was off-white.

Song Xiaoya compared it with her body, and found that the length of the handmade sweater she knitted was just right for her to wear as a dress, and the length even reached her thighs.

(End of this chapter)