Hidden marriage sweet honey: president, super love

After a boring meal, he didn't speak much and hardly spoke much. Jiang Nuan wanted to ask him about his leg disease, but he didn't find a suitable opportunity to speak after eating.

After dinner, Jiang Nuan cleaned up the guest room, put on the newly bought sheets and quilt covers, searched through the boxes and cabinets to find out the pillow core and put it on. She looked left and right, and then turned out the vacuum cleaner at home. She cleaned the room again inside and outside to make sure that she could not see any dust. She wiped her sweat and went downstairs.

It's not popular to design bathrooms in bedrooms in foreign countries. Most of their houses have separate bathrooms. When Jiang Nuan goes downstairs, she hears the sound of the bathroom clattering. Her face is hot and dry. She uses her hand fan to fan. She plans to sit on the sofa for a while and drink water. Who knows, I happened to see the pajamas on the sofa.

He didn't take his pajamas in?

Jiang Nuan stoops to pick up her pajamas. In order to match the standard of someone's home in Beijing, she specially selects the most expensive set of men's pajamas in the store.

The black silk pajamas are divided into upper and lower parts. The clothes and trousers look very comfortable. The fabric has an excellent drop feeling. The collar is inlaid with gold-plated edge. Even the buttons are made of wood sandalwood. You can imagine the upper body effect just by looking at it.

"Wow..."

The sound of water in the bathroom never stops.

Jiang Nuan hesitated to stand outside with his pajamas in his arms, wondering whether to knock on the door and pass things to him.

Her white hands were lifted up and put down again. Jiang Nuan's face was full of chagrin, biting the lip, just ready to break the jar.

Just then, the bathroom door suddenly opened.

She raised her hand on such a sudden touch in a honey chest.

Jiang Nuan's eyes are silly. The star's eyes are wide open. The black and white eyes reflect the man who is not wearing a coat. His eyes slide down subconsciously

Fu Yi's chest was touched by her little hand, but she didn't take it away for a long time, and the girl's eyes were still dripping. Fu Yi's white skin rose like a thin layer of rouge, and all the way to his ears and ears... Fu Yi's throat suddenly dried. Originally, he suddenly opened the door to tempt her, but now he seemed to be the one who was tempted.

Fu Yi grasped her wrist, lowered his eyes, and his voice was hoarse. "Warm, what are you doing?"

His hair was wet and dripping, and he left it aside casually, revealing a bright and full forehead. When the eyes of Danfeng dropped down, the tail of his eyes seemed to rise more obviously, and there was a little dark red on the eyelids. I don't know whether the water temperature was too high when he took a bath or the color of the tail of his eyes.

Jiang Nuan's wrists were hot and his heart beat faster. He looked back and didn't look at them disorderly. There was no place to put his eyes. He said nervously, "I, I think you left your pajamas outside. I want to send them to you."

Fu Yi saw the pajamas she raised, but he didn't release his hand. His big hand still held her wrist firmly. Jiang Wen's heart beat disorderly and his breath became tense.

"I see you've been standing at the door for a long time."

Does that mean suspecting her peeping? Jiang Nuan, embarrassed and nervous, stammered and explained to him, "you're taking a bath. I don't know whether I'll send you in or leave it outside. Don't worry. The glass in the bathroom can't see inside. I only see the light inside is on. I don't see anything else!"