President,you are sick,needs to be cured!

Don't want to calm down

Wen Zhou's heart beat like thunder. What he smelled when he breathed at the tip of his nose was the pleasant smell of green grass on Shang Jing.

The fragrance was clear and light, but it didn't take much effort to stir up her calm heart lake.

In this dangerous distance, ambiguous atmosphere and burning lust, it is really difficult for anyone to calm down.

Wen Zhou raised his voice: "calm down!"

If you don't calm down and exercise restraint, in the end, it must be her who is tossed and tossed and her limbs are sore and soft.

She needs to digest the experience of last night for the time being.

Shang Jing suddenly approached. The distance between them was almost the bridge of their nose.

Breathe, blend with each other.

The pores of his body opened excitedly, and the dry heat in his body became turbulent.

Always cold body, suddenly become very hot, very hot.

Wen Zhou put his hands against his chest and noticed that his eyes were getting deeper and deeper, like a vortex to drown her. After that, his eyes unconsciously fell into the vortex.

If you really can't calm down... Don't calm down.

Moreover, if this kind of thing is blindly suppressed, it will only be Shang Jing who will suffer.

Just when her mind wavered, Shang Jing lowered her eyes, and his other hand fell on the bathrobe beside her: "in the face of Zhou Zhou, it is really difficult for me to be calm, but if I don't want to be calm, I have to take a bath first."

Wen Zhou: "

Shang Jing let go of her and saw that she was still standing there. The bottom of her eyes slipped and joked: "Zhou Zhou doesn't go. Do you want to stay and take a bath with me?"

The bathtub in the bathroom is large enough to accommodate him and Zhou Zhou. There will even be a lot of activity space. It's OK to do something else.

Thinking of this, a fire ran up his throat.

The sexy Adam's apple slides up and down.

Wen Zhou immediately turned around and turned her back to him. Then she walked out of the bathroom uncoordinated and closed the door.

A few minutes later, there was a clatter of water in the bathroom.

Wen Zhou leaned against the door and his tension disappeared.

She took a deep breath and left the bathroom.

While Shang Jing was taking a bath, she hurriedly found a book in Shang Jing's room to distract her attention.

Squeak——

The bathroom door opened from the inside.

Shang Jing's black hair was wet. As soon as she came out in her bathrobe, she saw Wen Zhou sitting on the sofa reading.

Wen Zhou was just calm.

Although she has tried very hard to distract herself by reading, as long as she thinks that Shang Jing is taking a bath in it, they will have an unbalanced heartbeat when they have to lie on the big bed later.

Hold the finger of the book and tighten it slightly.

He had seen through her disguise, but he didn't pierce it.

Wen Zhoulao maintained a reading posture and was a little tired. She listened to the movement in the room and couldn't help looking at Shang Jing after all.

This look, immediately stunned on the spot.

After taking a bath, Shang Jing is more attractive than him in clothes.

Wearing clothes, he always habitually buttoned the button to the top to ensure that his skin would not be exposed to other people's sight and air, and he looked cold and abstinent.

However, after taking a bath, Shang Jing, who was wearing a bathrobe, had water mist in her eyes. Some of her wet black hair was pasted on her white and beautiful cheeks, and some of her curled black hair was dripping crystal beads.

The water drops from the hair tip, some on the bathrobe, some flow along the exquisite and gorgeous cheeks, stay at the man's perfect chin, and then move a little bit from the man's slender neck and all the way down through the texture line of the chest.

Wen Zhou: "

The cheeks are hot.

Her mind was interrupted and was falling all the way down with drops of water

Um ~

You can't go any further.

Further down, her mind will become more and more angry.

Shang Jing took a clean handkerchief and wiped her wet black hair. After guessing her discomfort, she didn't come to her and take the initiative to approach her. Instead, she sat on the bed and opened the computer on the bedside table.

Wen Zhou frowned: "..."

Is he still ready to work so late?

Besides, his hair didn't blow dry.

Her sight fell on the towel left by Shang Jing, and she couldn't help looking at his still wet black hair. Finally, she left the book in her hand and got up and walked towards the big bed.

When Shang Jing took a bath, she looked at the layout of the room again. It was clear that the hair dryer was placed in the drawer of the bedside table.

Her active approach surprised Shang Jing.

Zhou Zhou is finally willing to approach him.

If she didn't come again, he thought she was going to sit on the sofa and make a prison with him tonight.

Wen Zhou opened the drawer, took out the hair dryer from inside, plugged in the socket, kicked off the slippers on his feet, climbed into bed, sat behind Shang Jing and pressed his head with one hand: "don't move."

Shang Jing was obedient: "don't move."

She turned on the hair dryer and moved his wet hair with one hand.

The warm wind blew his black hair, and some inadvertently blew on his face. Shang Jing was warm in his heart.

In Shang Jing's opinion, the little hand with his hair on his head is warmer than the hair dryer.

Wen Zhou is very serious when doing things, even blowing people's hair.

Shang Jing could have a panoramic view of her various expressions with Yu Guang at this time.

Her neck is very thin, her skin is very white, and her cherry lips are soft and delicate.

After blowing his hair, Wen Zhou touched his black and bright hair with satisfaction. For the first time, he found that a man's hair can feel so soft.

Put the hair dryer away. She sat at the edge of the bed and said, "OK."

Shang Jing's eyes moved with her. When she was about to get out of bed, he stretched out his arm, surrounded her waist from behind, pulled her and clasped her in his arms.

His chin rested on her thin, round shoulder.

"Zhou Zhou is very kind to me."

No one has ever been so gentle and careful to him.

Wen Zhou's body became stiff and his heart seemed to be hit by something.

Thinking of Shang Jing's childhood living environment and bruised experience, her heart became softer and softer: "didn't you say that? We are unmarried husband and wife. Soon, we will become legal husband and wife. In the future, I will only be better to you. "

She likes a person for the first time and has no experience as a girlfriend. She doesn't know what else to do.

But what she wants to do now is try her best to be better and better to her boyfriend.

Besides, Shang Jing has always been very kind to her.

Compared with Shang Jing's care for her, in fact, what she did was just a small matter of moving her fingers.

The arm around her waist gradually tightened, and Shang Jing's thin lip stuck to her ear and kissed suggestively: "Zhou Zhou, I'm sleepy."

Hearing the speech, Wen Zhou was inspired: "... I'm not sleepy!"

Shang Jing's breathing was hot and hot, and his voice was full of desire: "since Zhou Zhou doesn't want to sleep, why don't we do something meaningful?"

Wen Zhou: "