Gu Qingcheng: Qi Shao's Sweet Wife

Chapter 372 How Do You Know My Love Is If You Are Not My Lover? 【twenty one】

Although he knew she was fainted, he didn't want to disturb her.Because Qi Muran knew very well that for a long time in the past, Jing Jing always got up early and went to bed late for the new album "Love a Person, Love a City".

When Qi Muran opened the door in silence, consciousness gradually became clear.Originally, she thought she was dreaming, but when the sound of running water came from the bathroom, she realized that it was not a dream, but she had really returned to the hotel.

She moved her body gently, and the severe pain from the back of her neck reminded her that she was really knocked out.But how did she come back?

Could it be that she called for help to help her?But, it doesn't make sense, she can make a random phone call and know that she lives here?Totally illogical!

live here?Quiet eyes looked around the bedroom, and after careful scrutiny, he realized belatedly that this was Qi Muran's suite.

Qi Moran?Could it be that she was rescued by him?
Jing Jing thought of this, and took out her mobile phone in a panic. When she saw that the last one in the call log was Qi Muran, she suddenly had an unreal illusion.

God knows, how long has she not been in contact with him, how could she call his mobile phone at such a critical time?The sound of water in the bathroom, could it be that he is taking a shower?

Just as An Jing was thinking wildly, Qi Muran had already come out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

He was just wrapped in a bath towel casually all over his body. Under the illumination of the sleep light, his handsome chest muscles and abdominal muscles became more charming and sexy.

Jing Jing heard the sound of the bathroom door closing, and raised her head abruptly. When she saw Qi Muran's picture of a handsome man coming out of the bath, she blushed unconsciously and her heart beat again.

This man seems to have an irresistible charm no matter what time.

Qi Muran looked at Ji Jing with black and white eyes looking at him, and the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously.He approached the big window step by step, and finally, he bent down and looked directly into the quiet eyes: "Are you awake? Are you hungry?"

Qi Muran's hair was wet and dripping because he had just washed it. Looking at Qi Muran silently like this, an inexplicable urge to get close rose in his heart.

She shook her head, took the towel from the bed, stood up on the bed, stretched out her hand, and pulled Qi Muran's arm closer to herself.Then, she gently wiped his hair.

Qi Moran never expected that An An would take the initiative to brush his hair, which was something they had never had before.Even a year ago, when they were most intimate, silence did not brush Qi Muran's hair.

Her fingers gently touched his hair, and the breath of her body lingered in his nostrils. It felt so warm and harmonious, just like a married couple.

It was rare for Qi Muran to enjoy it like this. He stood there very peacefully, letting Silence wipe him with a towel.No one spoke, and no one mentioned the hair dryer.

At this moment, whether it is Qi Muran or silence, there is an urgent hope in the heart that time can be frozen at this moment, not moving forward, not retreating, just staying here, how good would it be?
But I hope that it will not become a reality after all, the hair is almost wiped, and it must be stopped.

(End of this chapter)