When I adore you, I drop the dust
Chapter 6 Turn off the lights, Xingyue, I am very tired
Chapter 6 Turn off the lights, Xingyue, I am very tired
They have been married for three years, the number of times Fang Xingyue has entered this house can be counted on one's fingers, and the number of times that Fang Xingyue has gone back to Su Jin Garden to spend the night in cold weather is also very few.
The floor was covered with a white and soft woolen blanket. She took off her slippers and stepped on the soft and gentle blanket with bare feet, walking slowly towards the big bed step by step.
The door of the bathroom was opened, and the hair was still dripping when it was cold, and the room slowly filled with the faint smell of bath liquid, which was the same as the smell on her body.
He was wearing a bath towel, and was a little surprised to see her in the room at this moment. He took out a set of pajamas from the closet, turned and went to the bathroom again: "I came in so early."
Fang Xingyue's little face turned red immediately, maybe she was just so impatient when she was cold.
The quilt is cold, but it is very warm when you cover it.
When it was cold and she changed into her pajamas and came out, Fang Xingyue had already hid under the quilt, she was a little lump, looking at him with a pair of wet eyes.
He took a towel and wiped the water droplets on his hair casually. Fang Xingyue sat up, feeling very obedient, and smiled flatteringly: "When it's cold, can I blow your hair for you?"
When it was cold, he threw the towel into the chair, sat down on the edge of the bed, and patted the blank space beside him in a cold voice, "Come here."
Fang Xingyue's heartbeat couldn't stand it, her heart was jumping for joy, the corner of her mouth was grinning almost to her cheeks.
Stepping on his big wet slippers to get the hair dryer in the bathroom, the cotton beige nightdress danced in mid-air, like a happy butterfly, flying to a holy place.
After plugging in the hair dryer, Fang Xingyue carefully tested the temperature of the wind with his hands before blowing at his hair at a distance of ten centimeters. His hair was very thick and profuse. A full head of short hair blow-dried.
She is actually wishful thinking, when it is cold, she will blow her hair so gently, will she have a chance to cut her waist-length hair to shoulder length, iron a fashionable inner button, and dye it as she likes? brown chestnut.
When it was cold, he stroked his hair, lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed, with his back to Fang Xingyue.
"Okay, go to bed early."
Fang Xingyue held the hot hair dryer, her arms were sore, she bit her lower lip and looked at his back.
Has he reached the limit of his patience?
Putting away the hair dryer, Fang Xingyue went around to the other side of the bed and climbed up slowly, her eyes were closed when she was cold, her gentle sleeping face seemed to have taken off half of his mask.
Such a handsome man looks much better than the old suit and leather shoes with a popsicle face.
The tip of his nose, a little beard, those thin lips.
Slowly, her delicate eyebrows frowned, Fang Xingyue's heart skipped a beat, she didn't dare to move, she waited for the cold time to speak.
"Turn off the lights, Xingyue, I'm very tired." Although his voice was cold, it was full of exhaustion.
When it is cold, it will not affect the company's affairs for personal affairs. If he does not go to work tomorrow, he must have done everything in advance today. When he comes back at night, Han Wen is still on the phone to work.
Fang Xingyue was so distressed that she climbed up and turned off the light.
When her arms were sore and unable to press the switch, the whole person fell by gravity. She heard a depressed muffled sound, her face was on fire, and she apologized softly: "I'm sorry."
Fang Xingyue heard a helpless sigh, and then a pair of kind and big hands dragged her into the warm bed: "Don't move around, you just had a miscarriage and your body is very weak."
Fang Xingyue's face turned even redder. What she heard meant something other than the literal meaning.
(End of this chapter)
They have been married for three years, the number of times Fang Xingyue has entered this house can be counted on one's fingers, and the number of times that Fang Xingyue has gone back to Su Jin Garden to spend the night in cold weather is also very few.
The floor was covered with a white and soft woolen blanket. She took off her slippers and stepped on the soft and gentle blanket with bare feet, walking slowly towards the big bed step by step.
The door of the bathroom was opened, and the hair was still dripping when it was cold, and the room slowly filled with the faint smell of bath liquid, which was the same as the smell on her body.
He was wearing a bath towel, and was a little surprised to see her in the room at this moment. He took out a set of pajamas from the closet, turned and went to the bathroom again: "I came in so early."
Fang Xingyue's little face turned red immediately, maybe she was just so impatient when she was cold.
The quilt is cold, but it is very warm when you cover it.
When it was cold and she changed into her pajamas and came out, Fang Xingyue had already hid under the quilt, she was a little lump, looking at him with a pair of wet eyes.
He took a towel and wiped the water droplets on his hair casually. Fang Xingyue sat up, feeling very obedient, and smiled flatteringly: "When it's cold, can I blow your hair for you?"
When it was cold, he threw the towel into the chair, sat down on the edge of the bed, and patted the blank space beside him in a cold voice, "Come here."
Fang Xingyue's heartbeat couldn't stand it, her heart was jumping for joy, the corner of her mouth was grinning almost to her cheeks.
Stepping on his big wet slippers to get the hair dryer in the bathroom, the cotton beige nightdress danced in mid-air, like a happy butterfly, flying to a holy place.
After plugging in the hair dryer, Fang Xingyue carefully tested the temperature of the wind with his hands before blowing at his hair at a distance of ten centimeters. His hair was very thick and profuse. A full head of short hair blow-dried.
She is actually wishful thinking, when it is cold, she will blow her hair so gently, will she have a chance to cut her waist-length hair to shoulder length, iron a fashionable inner button, and dye it as she likes? brown chestnut.
When it was cold, he stroked his hair, lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed, with his back to Fang Xingyue.
"Okay, go to bed early."
Fang Xingyue held the hot hair dryer, her arms were sore, she bit her lower lip and looked at his back.
Has he reached the limit of his patience?
Putting away the hair dryer, Fang Xingyue went around to the other side of the bed and climbed up slowly, her eyes were closed when she was cold, her gentle sleeping face seemed to have taken off half of his mask.
Such a handsome man looks much better than the old suit and leather shoes with a popsicle face.
The tip of his nose, a little beard, those thin lips.
Slowly, her delicate eyebrows frowned, Fang Xingyue's heart skipped a beat, she didn't dare to move, she waited for the cold time to speak.
"Turn off the lights, Xingyue, I'm very tired." Although his voice was cold, it was full of exhaustion.
When it is cold, it will not affect the company's affairs for personal affairs. If he does not go to work tomorrow, he must have done everything in advance today. When he comes back at night, Han Wen is still on the phone to work.
Fang Xingyue was so distressed that she climbed up and turned off the light.
When her arms were sore and unable to press the switch, the whole person fell by gravity. She heard a depressed muffled sound, her face was on fire, and she apologized softly: "I'm sorry."
Fang Xingyue heard a helpless sigh, and then a pair of kind and big hands dragged her into the warm bed: "Don't move around, you just had a miscarriage and your body is very weak."
Fang Xingyue's face turned even redder. What she heard meant something other than the literal meaning.
(End of this chapter)
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