He's cute but puritanical

The atmosphere in the bedroom suddenly turned cold.

Lu Shiyan was silent for a long time, and suddenly chuckled. There was a vanishing light in his smile. "Slaves who were sold in ancient times would engrave characters on their faces. This is the same with my mole. Whether you are used to it or not, it will always exist. "

Jiang Lai's heart seems to have been severely stung for a while, and the five viscera are tightly contracted into a group.

He still resents her

From childhood to adulthood, she has always regarded him as the most intimate person. How could she have pushed him away from her side cruelly if she hadn't gone to the end?

I thought that he was willing to leave her as a bodyguard, and he guessed her good intentions.

I didn't expect it. She thought too much.

She slowly took back her hand. "Does it hurt when the lines go up?"

How can it not hurt?

However, where is the pain on the body and one tenth of the heartache?

Lu Shiyan raised a cold radian from the corner of his lips. There was a mockery in his indifferent voice, "no matter how painful the wound is, there will be a day when it will heal. What's more, it's just a mole. "

Jiang Lai was blocked and said, "that Just fine. "

The atmosphere was awkward. She didn't want to share a room with him.

However, just as she turned to the door, her wrist was held by a man.

She had to turn her head and look at him, "Mr. Lu, what else can I do for you?"

"Yes." Lu Shiyan took the hair dryer from the side and stuffed it into her arms. "Come and blow my hair."

He put on his bathrobe, went straight to the sofa and sat down.

Looking at his appearance of waiting to wait on him, Jiang Lai sighed to himself and walked over.

Who told her to ask for help now?

Only good performance, pray to pass the damned probation!

Climbing on the sofa, Jiang Lai knelt down beside him like a little maid.

She had a hair dryer in one hand, the other hand through his hair, blowing his hair attentively.

There was no one to talk in the bedroom. There was only the sound of electric wind blowing in the ear.

This scene seems familiar, but he used to blow her hair.

At this time, Jiang Lai deeply understood, what is called mixing out sooner or later is to return!

Lu Shiyan reclined on the side of the sofa with her eyes slightly closed. She could clearly feel her fingers gently touching his hair.

Action, her fingers inadvertently across his scalp, will bring up a soft touch, some numbness, is his greedy tenderness.

Just when he was so comfortable that he was about to sleep, Jiang Lai turned off the hair dryer and said respectfully in his ear, "Mr. Lu, blow it well."

The calm and gentleness in my heart disappeared completely when I heard the words "Mr. Lu".

Lu Shiyan slowly opened his eyes. His dark eyes swept her, and his eyes darkened.

Just now, Jiang Lai didn't put on his bathrobe after taking a bath. After blowing his hair, the left collar fell directly to his shoulder.

White chest, the butterfly is particularly exciting.

Feeling the temperature in his sight, she looked down in disbelief.

When she saw her appearance of spring, she could not help reaching for her bathrobe.

The skin of congealed fat and white jade has already been reflected in the bottom of eyes. The man's laryngeal knot has slipped for a while, and his voice is slightly hoarse, "it's late."

"Ah?"

When she looked up, the shadow of her tall man came down.

All of a sudden, his strong breath mixed with the faint fragrance of bath liquid wrapped her firmly.

Her heart leaped and she was trying to escape, but Lu Shiyan clasped her wrist.

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