CEO,Cute Wife Comes

Ling Han sat under the air conditioner with his wet hair on his head, as if waiting for him to dry naturally.

Ye Huanyan suddenly couldn't bear to say, "there should be a clean towel that hasn't been used. I'll find it for you. You can catch cold easily."

According to Ling Han's temper, it is estimated that he really took a bath and didn't touch the washing towel inside.

After struggling in the bathroom for a long time, she finally found a pink towel and a hair dryer whose label had not been torn off. She walked out of the bathroom with these two tools. Ye Huanyan suddenly felt a little warm.

"Well, it's better to blow dry your hair. Come here a little. The socket is here."

She stood next to Ji Xiaoyue's make-up cabinet, plugged in a hair dryer, tried to keep her hands warm, and cried out Linghan with an unnatural look.

She did not have the opportunity to get along with Linghan so intimately, and she was not sure whether Ling Han would agree or not. For a time, she had some expectations and some constraints.

There was silence in front of the sofa for a few seconds, and finally he moved the chair.

Black hair from her fingers, leaving a string of wet touch, from her point of view, you can see Linghan's hair whirl, you can see his nose, you can see his wet shirt, after a button collapsed, wheat chest stained with fine drops of water, with his breathing slowly ups and downs.

She blushed and quickly avoided her eyes.

When blowing to the left, her eyes suddenly found two scratches on her neck. The bloodstains were still fresh and permeated with a trace of blood beads. She was suddenly stunned. She suddenly remembered the touch of her fingers on the skin just outside the bathroom door, and his voice of pumping air.

"Are you going to burn me to death?" Ling Han's voice suddenly sounded, scared her hand a shake, almost lost the hair dryer in her hand.

Lost in mind, the hair dryer port has been blowing at the same place for a long time, and my hair is very hot when I touch it.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." She apologized quickly,

"I didn't mean to..."

Ling Han's face did not change color, a pair of apathetic appearance, the tone is cold, "deliberately use hair dryer to murder me? Your IQ is not so low. "

She pursed her lips and had nothing to say for a moment.

Just looking at the nail scratch on his neck, I feel a little sad.

"It's over..." He raised his hand and touched his hair. He thought it was almost enough. He got up and unbuttoned his shirt.

Ye Huanyan's face changed and subconsciously took a look at Ji Xiaoyue, who was sleeping on the side of the bed, and looked flustered, "you What are you doing

Ling Han frowned, took off his wet shirt and put it on the back of his chair. His voice was harsh,

"what do you think? Blow dry

Her face stiffened, and she watched him turn around indifferently, wrap his blanket back on the sofa, closed his eyes and looked as if he didn't want to pay any attention to her.

The sound of hair dryer pervaded the whole small apartment. Ye Huanyan didn't know whether Linghan was asleep or not. She secretly looked at him and didn't see him open his eyes.

Ling Han closed his eyes and gradually felt a rare sense of sleepiness in the whirring wind. For the first time since insomnia, his consciousness was a little confused. He tried to grasp a clear mind in the chaos of consciousness, but with the wind blowing in his ears, he drifted farther and farther away.

In the distance, there was a pure girl in a big school uniform, with bangs and ponytails. Her smile was full of the breath of spring, which he could not forget for a long time.

All of a sudden, his neck was cold. He opened his eyes conditionally and grabbed the wrist of his side. The strength of his hand was so strong that ye Huanyan felt pain and exclaimed, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

Hearing this sound, Ling Han suddenly released his hand, touched his neck and turned around. He asked in a cold voice, "what are you doing?"

The ointment in Jin Yan's hand was pulled to the ground by him. There was still a trace of transparent paste on the belly of her index finger. She took a deep breath and relieved the shock she had just received. She said wrongly, "on your neck I wanted to give you some medicine. You fell asleep, so I didn't call you... "

In front of the woman's eyes red, looking very aggrieved.

Ling Han's hand from the neck down, touched a hand of ointment, sticky some nausea, he disgusted to draw two pieces of paper, wipe clean hands, impatient breath out, "you can't wake me up?"

Ye Huanyan looks sluggish, looking down at the ointment on the carpet, breathing heavily.

She just saw that he was sleeping heavily, and she didn't have the heart to call him. She thought that if she was careful, she would not wake him up. She didn't expect that not only did she wake him up, but also her wrist got hurt.

"I'm sorry..."

This grievance Baba's voice fell in Ling Han's ears. He was a little weak. He lowered his head and picked up the ointment and handed it to her. "We've all woken up. What's the use of saying these things? We should do things from beginning to end."

Ye Huanyan slightly a Leng, hesitated to take the ointment from his hand, some incredible.

She didn't know why Ling Han had changed during this period. It seemed that from the day she drowned, she guessed that something had happened to her, and he realized his importance. However, after that day, he asked her to move back to her old house, repeatedly and irresolutely. Her mind was always confused.Tonight his sudden appearance, let her surprise, perhaps no matter what, at least he really has his own heart.

If he happened to appear in the place where Ji Xiaoyue lived, would a fool believe it?

The cold ointment rubbed from her index finger belly, evenly spread it on her neck and penetrated into her skin. The burning pain was relieved. Ling Han was a little surprised, but there was no disturbance on her face.

After the treatment, what he felt was the temperature of her fingertips. Touching his skin, there was a trace of crispy numbness, which gradually spread. He couldn't help turning his head. The light from the corner of his eyes swept her cheek. The low brow was very pure and sweet, the thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and the lips were tight. It seemed that he was a little nervous. He even breathed quietly.

He turned to the extent of a lot of unconscious, exhaled heat swept her cheek, she suddenly surprised, raised her head, but with his eyes hit a positive, at that moment, she was a little trance, as if to see a scene of stars, is shining for her.

The tip of his nose was enough to touch her nose.

Lips suddenly fell a trace of warmth, as if caught off guard in a sweet trap, she panic, helpless.

And he was able to handle her thoroughly.

The back of his head is pillow on the narrow sofa, and his chest is close to his broad chest. He kisses her deeply and wantonly, domineering and tender. He rubs her up and down and sticks her up, sweeping her in the gentle storm.

She couldn't believe it was a real thing. She thought it was a dream, and even hoped it was a dream.

Because even if the dream will wake up, after all, there is no heartache, and after the reality is transformed into cruelty, only the empty heart is left.

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