Deep love only for you

After entering Han Xiyan's bedroom, Fu Yuchen found that her hair was wet, so he took her to the dressing table and asked her, "how did you wash your hair with one hand?" she said nothing.

He grabbed her left hand and looked. Sure enough, it looked like it had been soaked in water.

"Didn't I tell you that you can't touch your hands with water?" he began to blame. Suddenly, he felt as if he had a worrying daughter. He was not sensible compared with Xiao Lu, who was six and a half years old.

She lowered her eyelashes: "but her hair was dirty and messy." mainly, she didn't want to be too ugly in front of him.

He couldn't help it. He took the paper to dry her palm, went to the living room again to get the powder and sprinkle it. Then he came back and turned on the hair dryer.

"Blow dry your hair," he said.

She shook her head. "It hurts, too."

She thought he lost his patience and wanted to get angry, but after all, without saying anything, she took the hair dryer and helped her blow her head.

His fingers ran through her long hair, which was different from his tone and attitude. His action was very gentle and the force of pulling up her hair was very comfortable, making her feel as if she was taken care of.

At this moment, she had time to secretly look at him.

There was a bath towel around his waist. Because of repeated movements, the bath towel fell down. However, the place that should be blocked was still blocked, leaving only abdominal muscles and two imaginative Mermaid lines, which did not enter the bath towel.

Her heart beat faster and her brain couldn't help recalling the previous picture.

It was so shocking that she was stunned at that time. Therefore, when I think of it now, it seems that there is still something across the floor.

But even through a layer of fog, she could still restore the scene by closing her eyes.

Slender and straight, in her impression, men rarely have such beautiful legs.

In the past, it was not that I had never been to the seaside and swimming pool in Britain. Although the men over there were tall, their legs were covered with hair, which reduced the beauty, and their legs were not as good-looking as Fu Yuchen's lines.

An idea suddenly sprang up. Han Xiyan thought, what would it feel if she married him and slept together every day?

As soon as the idea came out, she was startled herself.

Look at the man around her. She is blowing her head seriously, and her eyes are quiet.

In her first impression, he was clearly the kind of fashionable and cheerful childe, some like big stars, and the standard appearance of prince charming in the hearts of little girls.

However, at the moment, he was wearing only a little, but there was a breath of abstinence everywhere. His mature temperament was particularly introverted under the light, which made her feel that he was much more charming than what she saw at first sight.

Her heart suddenly burst out a poem: once through the sea, it is difficult for water, except that Wushan is not a cloud.

She thought that if she could not be with him, she might not really like other boys. It's like that one of the boys who are interested in her in their school is still the male god in the hearts of the students.

However, she felt that no one could match him.

Han Xiyan sighed.

Very light, Fu Yuchen still noticed. He casually asked, "what's the matter?"

"It's all right." she took a deep breath and said to herself from the bottom of her heart that she would refuel. Even though the veil was invulnerable, she believed that nothing was impossible.

Before long, Han Xiyan's hair was almost dry. Fu Yuchen straightened her, then picked her up and went to the big bed.

Her back fell into the quilt. He bent over to cover her thin quilt and turned on the air conditioner: "how about the 26 degree sleep mode?"

She nodded and enjoyed his carefulness at the moment.

He took the remote control to set it, but she sat up: "brother Yuchen, I want to drink water."

"I'll get it for you." when he set the temperature and brought the water back to her, the bath towel on his waist finally dispersed under the action of gravity.

He was quick-sighted, held it down in time, put down the water cup, pulled up the bath towel and encircled it again. When I raised my eyes, I found that Han Xiyan looked at him without blinking.

He was about to leave, but suddenly changed his mind and suddenly came towards her.

Her eyes moved away from the original place, went up along his abdominal muscles, stayed at his chest muscles for a few seconds, and fixed on his face.

She was startled at this look.

I saw his eyes beating and burning, very deep, like a vortex.

He had bent down and trapped her between the quilt and his arms. His eyes were full of dangerous light.

"Just looked very carefully?" he said, his voice with pressure, which made her shrink.

"Haven't you seen enough at the bathroom door?" he asked again.

Her cheeks were burning, but her heart was in a panic.

He didn't wear clothes, and the smell of men came all over the world, drowning all her careful thoughts, leaving only pressure and danger.

She felt a little difficult to breathe and was really afraid.

He won't want... Her heart is like a drum. She doesn't know whether to expect or resist. Her brain is blank.

"Did I tell you that girls should learn to protect themselves?" Fu Yuchen's tone was a little harsh. Her breath fell on Han Xiyan's face. She felt her hair stand up.

He continued: "although I have no intention of falling in love with you, after all, I am a man. You, a young woman, constantly challenge my will. Do you think I won't eat you? Or do you think it doesn't matter to eat you, just to your liking?"

She was about to be sad when she caught another word in his words: woman.

So he didn't think she was a child? Think she's a woman, too?

Han Xiyan blinked and looked at Fu Yuchen innocently.

He was a little headache by her innocent eyes, and he wondered if his tone was too heavy to scare her.

So, he slowed down a bit: "after all, our two families have friends. I also care about you. I hope you can understand these reasons. Not every man is like me. As a girl, you should have a basic sense of vigilance, otherwise you will suffer losses in the future."

She looked at him and whispered, "where are other men? I just want to be with you."

He didn't hear clearly and asked, "what?"

She looked at his lips. Somehow, the idea in her heart revived again. She was almost horizontal. She thought she would eat if she was eaten. So she suddenly took a hand, wrapped around his neck, and then looked up and kissed his lips.

Fu Yuchen's eyes widened sharply and was about to push away Han Xiyan, but she was still strong. Her arm was hooked down. He fell on the bed because of the unstable center of gravity of the bending movement.

However, he didn't move or even kiss her back. When she finally couldn't get any response from him and opened her eyes, he locked her eyebrows and asked, "so, do you want to have a relationship with me?"

She looked stiff and wanted to explain. In fact, she just had a hot brain and wanted to feel what a kiss was like. However, she felt that he would not believe her explanation.

"Do you think I'm a casual girl?" she asked him carefully, with some regret for the impulse.

"I don't know, I don't know you." he said honestly and frankly.

After all, they didn't spend much time together. He couldn't judge whether she was really cute or whether everything was calculated by her.

Both of them were silent. At this time, Han Xiyan found that his legs seemed a little different.

He pulled out a smile: "now you know? I can control it once, not necessarily the second time. Do you want to challenge?"

She was a little afraid. Her hands slid down Fu Yuchen's back and unconsciously grabbed the sheet. There was water mist in her eyes: "brother Yuchen, I was wrong."

Her voice was small, and one side of her cheek was swollen. Looking at the poor, flattering and admitting her mistake, she seemed to be the wrong child begging to let go in front of him.

His anger suddenly disappeared. He propped up, covered her quilt and said, "sleep well." then he turned to pull the curtains.

She hid half of her face in the quilt, leaving only a pair of big eyes staring at him until he closed the curtains and turned off the lights. Then she said, "good night, brother Yuchen."

He also said, "good night."

Then he opened the door and went out.

When the door was closed, everything was hidden into the darkness. Her hand slowly touched her lips and secretly raised the corners of her lips.

The night was very dark, and she suddenly felt that his breath was still lingering around her.