Bad Lady Reborn to be Sweet

When Du Qiaoyun was sleeping, he took off his hairpin and spread his dark hair like a cloud on the bed, like a blooming ink lotus.

Xie Zhifeng listens to the sound of breathing and knows that Du Qiaoyun has fallen asleep. He can't help stretching out his hand and caressing Du Qiaoyun's hair on the bed.

Du Qiaoyun's hair is soft and supple, which is in sharp contrast to Xie Zhifeng's thick, hard and dry hair. Moreover, her hair is slightly fragrant with osmanthus, which makes Xie Zhifeng love it.

Du Qiaoyun suddenly whispered a, scared Xie Zhifeng thought she was going to wake up, quickly retracted his hand.

Who knows Du Qiaoyun didn't wake up, but turned over and directly retracted into Xie Zhifeng's arms.

She probably felt cold. After all, Xie Zhifeng's quilt was very thin. For a martial arts practitioner like Xie Zhifeng, such a quilt was enough to keep out the cold.

But Du Qiaoyun, after all, is a woman and does not know martial arts. In the snow sky, such a thin quilt is naturally cold.

If Du Qiaoyun is sober, he will consider the difference between men and women and know how to be reserved.

But now in her sleep, she only knows how to follow her instinct to find a heat source to keep warm.

Xie Zhifeng was stunned by the beauty who suddenly threw herself into her arms.

He is a vigorous man, holding the woman of his dreams.

He could not help shaking for a moment, and almost instantly responded.

He couldn't help but tighten his arms to make them closer.

To hear Du Qiaoyun sleep can not help but cry out, Xie Zhifeng just wake up, quickly let go.

Feeling the uncontrollable upsurge, Xie Zhifeng quickly let go of Du Qiaoyun and stood under the bed.

He didn't even care to put on his shoes. On this cold snowy day, he stood on the icy floor tile with only one sock on.

For others, the chilling nature is torture, but for Xie Zhifeng, who is now hot, the chilling is undoubtedly the best cooling weapon to make him recover quickly.

Du Qiaoyun is his future wife.

What is a wife? The ancients said that the wife is the same, that is to say, the wife is the person who can stand side by side with himself, and must give enough respect to the wife.

If he did something to desecrate the beauty on the spur of the moment tonight.

Even if Du Qiaoyun can forgive his offense, he can hardly forgive himself.

He wanted to marry her in the door.

He wants to give her the most magnificent wedding, in the wedding night, and then conclude the alliance with her.

Instead of robbing her of her innocence just like now?

It's not the way to treat a wife, but the way to treat a concubine or maidservant, or even the brothel woman.

He is his favorite woman, how can he be so contemptuous to her?

Xie Zhifeng only thinks about his own thoughts, but he doesn't know that Du Qiaoyun has already awakened.

She is now opening her eyes and looking at Xie Zhifeng.

She saw Xie Zhifeng standing barefoot on the ground, trying to calm down, Du Qiaoyun's eyes suddenly hot.

How could she meet such a good person?

She had seen many men in brothels in her last life. How did those people treat them with respect and pity?

Are they just objects to him, playthings that he can play with at will? No one ever saw them as adults.

Now she is Xie Zhifeng's fiancee. Even if he wants her now, he can only exercise his right as a husband in advance, which is not so unforgivable. But he didn't!

He would rather stifle his desire than respect her.