President entangled with little sweet wife

She was about to collapse. He didn't close the door when he knew she was coming to deliver the bath towel!

Jiang Beichen ignored her exclamation and said calmly, "how can I come? I've been waiting for a long time!"

His footsteps close to him and stop in front of him. Song Xiaoya still covers her eyes and doesn't dare to let go. She's afraid to see something frightening as soon as she lets go.

At this time, she grew up, the first time to see a man's body, although it is the back, but it is also a great stimulation, let her heart beat more than crazy.

"Open your eyes." Jiang Beichen pulls out the bath towel at the door, takes it up, surrounds her waist, and then says to her.

"You Tie up the bath towel first Song Xiaoya did not dare to let go of her hand and cried nervously.

"Already tied up," looking at her shy appearance, Jiang Beichen hooked his lips, "now you can take your hands away."

Song Xiaoya hands it, but puts it back. What if he wants to play with her? Can't be fooled, "I don't believe it!"

"If you don't believe me, I'll have to take the towel away again." He said with a smile, "anyway, you cover your eyes. It doesn't matter whether you have a bath towel or not."

Just now is taking a bath, the bathroom door behind is suddenly opened, originally Jiang Beichen is also a little embarrassed. But then song Xiaoya's scream made him interested.

"Don't you Hear Jiang Beichen want to take the bath towel away, she quickly stop, and then this carefully put the hands on the eyes away, and then open the eyes.

Now Jiang Beichen is standing in front of her, and the distance between them is only one step.

Jiang Beichen whole body up and down, in addition to the waist with a bath towel to cover a certain part, the rest of the place all big square show in front of song Xiaoya.

He doesn't even have slippers under his feet!

Song Xiaoya looks at Jiang Beichen with a bath towel around his waist. His eyes don't know where to look.

Now her mind was full of what she saw when she opened the door.

Struggling for a while, the line of sight finally stayed in a shallow scar on Jiang Beichen's tight chest.

"Why do you have scars? When did you get hurt? " In order to ease the awkward feeling in her heart at this moment, she deliberately grasped the topic and began to ask.

Jiang Beichen lowered his head and glanced at the scar on his chest casually. He didn't explain it. In a very indifferent voice, he passed by, "things happened a long time ago."

"Oh." After hearing this, song Xiaoya nods and wants to take the opportunity to turn around and leave the bathroom door, but suddenly feels a warm flow under her nose. It's all the way down, and it's all the way up the lips, all the way up to the chin.

Feeling a strange feeling, song Xiaoya subconsciously wiped it with her hand, and then looked at it. It was red and wet with blood.

Song Xiaoya is stunned. Is this nosebleed?

Is it because just now I saw Jiang Beichen's body, some areas of the brain were stimulated, so nosebleed?

"Don't move!" Jiang Beichen saw the bloodstain on her face, and her face was dignified. He immediately stepped over and came to her. He held out one hand to support her face, and the other hand covered her nose.

The nose is blocked. In order to keep breathing smooth, song Xiaoya opens her mouth to breathe, and looks up at Jiang Beichen seriously.

He's trying to stop her bleeding.

Jiang Beichen rubbed her nose for a while, then slowly let go, and then closely watched the situation of her nose.

Song Xiaoya stops for a moment. She feels much better than before. She tries it with her hand and finds that there is no bleeding. Unexpectedly, Jiang Beichen even knows this.

But she felt that her nose was blocked. She wanted to rub it with her hand, and was immediately stopped by ah Jing Beichen, "don't move!"

She raised her hand and fell in the air. Then she looked at Jiang Beichen and took it back.

Now the nose hasn't recovered. Maybe it's bleeding again.

Jiang Beichen went to the bedside, picked up the phone on the head of the cabinet, and told the servant outside, "go to the kitchen to get some cold compress ice, and disinfectant towel."

After giving orders, the next step is to wait.

Jiang Beichen put down the phone, turned to look at Song Xiaoya, still standing in the same place in a daze, some jokingly walked over, "Song Xiaoya, does my body really have such a big charm for you?"

As he spoke, he approached her.

I didn't expect that song Xiaoya would have nosebleed when he took a bath. Is it her lack of concentration, or is her figure too tempting?

Seeing him approaching step by step, song Xiaoya was embarrassed and looked at him warily, "don't come here! Turn around

It's too much. If you have time to tease her, you might as well take a dress and put it on. Is it really good for him to walk around in the same room with only one man and few women?

If shed nosebleed again swollen do?

From childhood to adulthood, it is the first time that she has seen a mature man's body so directly and clearly, and the man's figure is so good.The legs are long, the muscles are firm and powerful, the figure is even, like the golden section ratio, and even the face can't find a flaw.

In the face of such a man, everyone will have nosebleed!

Song Xiaoya comforted herself that she was not ashamed just now, which was a normal reaction!

It can't be because I saw his body, and then I had any idea about him, absolutely not!

Jiang Beichen just like did not hear her words, the footstep did not stop the meaning, continue to walk toward her direction.

Song Xiaoya is a little panicked and quickly steps back.

Jiangbeichen mouth with evil smile, slowly close to her.

Song Xiaoya didn't have to stop until her back was against the wall. There was no way back.

Jiang Beichen suddenly strides forward, hands on the wall, imprison her in the middle of two arms, let her have no way to escape.

Song Xiaoya looks up with a panic expression on her pretty face. She looks at him and asks him, "you What are you doing? "

"Since you are so covetous of my beauty, I don't think I should carry forward the spirit of dedication and satisfy your intention!" He lowered his head, lips on her ear, whispered.

The warm air hit her face and made her a little messy. The fragrance of the shower gel that he had just taken a bath was so fragrant that it constantly filled her mouth and nose, making song Xiaoya even more flustered.

"No, no, no No more... " Song Xiaoya some embarrassed smile way, "I actually did not want to do anything to you, is you think too much, so, you do not need to dedicate their own, really!"

Although the words are very serious, song Xiaoya always feels guilty, like a thief.