His Burning Thirst for Her

Warm water hit in the face, rather than calm down, but feel more and more confused.

She took a look at the bathroom door, and for the first time she was at a loss.

It never occurred to her that there would be such a situation.

Shen Shiyuan has been accommodating her all the time. Even if he gets angry occasionally and she softens up with a few words, he can easily forgive her, but today

Ning Huan thought for a long time in the bathroom, but he didn't come up with a solution.

When she went out, Shen Shiyuan was on the phone. Maybe he was really angry. The smile on his face was a lot lighter. From her point of view, his face was still a little cold.

Noticing her sight, Shen Shiyuan glanced at her.

Ning Huan's hand trembled, and a big lump of milk was squeezed on the palm of his hand.

She quickly took back her sight, some distressed that she had wasted so much milk.

She was in a hurry to wipe away the extra milk with a paper towel. When she got rid of it, Shen's phone still didn't hang up.

Ning Huan thought about it, but still walked past.

The curtains of the French windows were pulled open, and there was light at half past seven in the morning.

I didn't see it clearly last night. Now standing on a high-rise building with more than ten floors, Ning Huan can see a vast expanse of white below. Although it's not very clear, it's much clearer than last night's night.

"Hang up."

The voice of the man in front of her came. As soon as she looked up, she saw that he had cut off the call.

Ning Huan raised his hand and wanted to hold him, but he was afraid that he would break away, so he had to stretch out his hand and pull his clothes: "Shen Shiyuan."

She seldom called him by his full name, but generally called him "San Shao" in drift.

Ning Huan's voice is very soft, very similar to her shy appearance.

"Shen Shiyuan" three words she did not bite very clearly, just like a little girl who has just learned to speak for a short time, thin and soft.

Shen Shiyuan's heart moved slightly, but looking at her face, it remained unchanged: "hmm?"

On weekdays, Shen sanshao looks at her with a soft smile on his face, which is not like now.

Ning Huan was so looked at by him, hand a shake, directly loosened.

She opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.

She looked at him and suddenly wanted to flinch.

But before she turned around, the man's voice came carelessly: "won't you coax me?"

He cold not Ding took such a word, rather Huan Leng for a while, after reaction, face directly red.

"Well? Don't you coax me when I'm angry? "

He approached step by step, Ninghuan retreat, there is no way, can only step forward to embrace people: "you don't get angry, three less."

Shen San Shao looked at the hand clasped on his waist, lowered his head, slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, "call my name."

It's a pity that Ning Huan can't see Shen San Shao's expression behind her. When she hears what he says, she's a bit at a loss.

Hesitating for a while, she still called his name: "Shen Shiyuan, don't be angry."

It's like her hair is tickling, like some people's voice.

"No, I'm still angry."

Hear his words, rather Huan is originally some angry, don't know why suddenly some want to laugh.

She was a little at a loss and didn't know what to do, but suddenly she said something like this. She immediately felt nervous and scared, and she didn't know what to do.

Ning Huan slightly moved, close to his back, face in his body rubbed rubbed: "Why are you angry, three less?"

She is still not used to calling him by his name. After all, Shen Shiyuan is a little strange, but Ning Huan can't call him by any other name.

"San Shao" is the best. That's what everyone calls it. That's what she called him at the beginning.

"Oh."

He hummed coldly, reached out and pinched her hands clasped in front of him: "I just asked you if you want to communicate. If you don't hesitate, you say you want to go. It's too much, Ning Huan!"

It should be a very serious sentence, but his last sentence always makes Ning Huan feel funny.

If it wasn't for what he heard, Ning Huan couldn't believe it. Shen sanshao, who was so frightened by the news in a city, was even more boring.

She had to admit that Shen sanshao's brain circuits were different from ordinary people.

Ning Huan slightly released his hand and looked at him: "three little, I suddenly feel that you are lovely."

She has never been good at expressing her feelings. With these words, she immediately retracted her head, pressed her face on his back, and her face immediately burned.

But where can Shen San Shao give her a chance to escape? He easily pulls her hand in front of him, and then turns her around, "lovely?"He looked down at her, black eyes inside a deep, there is no smile, but there is a fire.

Ning Huan only felt that she was burned so hot that she subconsciously stepped back.

He did not reach out to stop her. She stepped back and he moved forward.

"Well?"

Seeing that she did not speak, he snorted again.

Ning Huan's face was already red, and he regretted that he had just said that.

She didn't think so much at that time. Shen Shiyuan's words at that time really surprised her.

She originally thought that Shen sanshao was angry because she didn't want her to go to the United States to communicate, but she didn't think that he was angry because she didn't hesitate when she answered.

But he didn't think about it. She hesitated before asking this question.

Usually, such a smart man, in front of her, but all of a sudden there is no logic.

It's not cute. What is it?

But she is too complacent to forget that Shen sanshao is a person who can't say anything at will. He has a thick skin.

For another man to hear others praise him cute, it is estimated that he has a sense of shame, but he did not, but also forced her to ask repeatedly.

Ning Huan stepped back again, her legs were blocked by the sofa, she didn't notice, and her body suddenly fell back.

She startled for a moment, apricot eyes open big, subconsciously hand to catch what, just caught Shen Shiyuan stretched over the hand.

Shen sanshao's skill is quick and his reaction is quick. He pulls her hard. Before Ning Huan reacts, he holds her by the waist and lifts her. They fall on the sofa, but they change their positions.

Now the man below is Shen sanshao, and Ning Huan is sitting on him. This sudden change makes Ning Huan slightly stiff. She subconsciously wants to get up, but with the help of his hand on his waist, she pours directly into his arms.