Hidden marriage sweet honey: president, super love

She is greedy for his body, but not so obscene.

Not to stand outside and watch him take a bath.

Fu Yi's thin lips tilted upward, released her wrist, and asked her, "Oh, do you want to see other ones?"

Jiang Nuan's head was blank, and he stood in the same place stupidly. For a moment, he was asked, "ah?"

Fu Yi's thin eyelids drooped, her eyes fell on her left hand, did not speak, but worth thousands of words.

Ginger warm instinctively along his eyes to see, immediately see his big stab on the other people's chest hand.

Hiss! She suddenly drew back her hand. Her face was as red as a hornet's nest, and her tongue couldn't straighten.

"It's a mistake... A misunderstanding. I just wanted to knock on the door, but you suddenly opened the door. My hand just... Accidentally touched you. I didn't mean that. Believe me, how can I squat outside your bathroom and peep at your bath... "

Fu Yi raised his eyelids. His eyes seemed to be laughing. He put on a bath towel and missed her. "It's not impossible. You have a criminal record."

Jiang Nuan, who is anxious to explain his innocence, "..."

She seems to have a record of peeping at his bath, and she was caught by him.

At that time, she liked what he liked. She didn't know how to hide her young feelings. She thought that all her likes should be vigorous.

So she pulled down her face and made the whole upper class know that she was chasing him. Every time he went out, she would be teased.

Fortunately, grandma likes her. She often has the opportunity to sneak to the rose garden to wait for him to come back. Once, she was playing in his room and happened to meet him to take a bath. She squatted outside in a strange way. In fact, she didn't want to peek at her at that time, but she didn't know why. Then she was caught by Fu Yi who came out of the bath and chased her out of the room. She peeped at the black history of his bath, and everyone in the rose garden knew it. It was one of the few memories she didn't want to remember.

His black history was turned out based on evidence. Unable to find a refutation, Jiang Nan bowed his head and was depressed. "Well, I admit that I have done similar things before, but it doesn't mean that I peep at your bath this time. I really just want to give you my pajamas before I stand outside the bathroom."

The more she thought about it, the more depressed she felt. She couldn't help complaining for herself, "I didn't watch you take a bath in the rose garden that time. It was a coincidence that I didn't know you were at home. When I heard the sound in the bathroom, I thought that the thief had just come to see you take a bath."

Then she shamelessly squatted outside for half an hour, thinking about the possibility of breaking into the bathroom and sleeping him.

Even if she thought about the color, but she did not actually peek, ah, he also made the rose garden people know, she is the victim.

Fu Yi went to the living room, took the cup to drink, then stretched out his hand, and naturally said, "pajamas."

Jiang Nuan took a deep breath. He always felt that he had punched the cotton and was playing the piano with Niu. He angrily put his pajamas on his hand. "I've cleaned your room upstairs. You can't wait to see if you're satisfied. The things at home are limited. I usually don't have anyone here and I don't have any extra bedding. You can't do it first, If the airport doesn't call me tomorrow, I'll buy you a new one. "

The sheets and quilt covers she makes for him now are also new from the supermarket market, but she knows someone has a fixed brand at home.

Mahari is not a big city. First line luxury brands rarely open their stores here, let alone supermarkets and other places where civilians go more.