President,you are sick,needs to be cured!

The tip of his nose smelled sweet.

It's Zhou Zhou's smell.

At the same time, he felt her soft and delicate body sticking from the back. Her soft and slender arms stretched out, hugged him and leaned her head against his back.

A woman's soft hair was partly scattered on his shoulders.

She hugged him from behind.

Shang Jing's heart contracted and her breathing slowed down.

He felt that the warmth of her body was wrapping himself bit by bit, and those cold disguises collapsed when she hugged him.

Wen Zhou held him and leaned his chin against his shoulder.

In the end, men's shoulders are different. Compared with women's thin and mellow, Shang Jing's shoulders are more broad and comfortable, which makes people easily feel dependent.

Her arms are around Shang Jing's lean and powerful waist. He is a typical wide shoulder and narrow waist. He is thin in clothes and has a fleshy figure. He feels very secure when he holds it up.

The slender fingers clasped together and held him tightly.

She rubbed Shang Jing's back with her cheek, as cute as a kitten rubbing her palm.

Shang Jing's heart was immediately soft.

"Zhou Zhou..." his clear and deep voice, with a tremor.

"Yes." She answered lazily, and her bright and clear eyes fainted with water mist.

After sitting on the plane for four hours, Zhou Zhou was really tired: "I finally found you."

When she saw the shadow hidden behind the wardrobe, her heart ached, and at that time, there was only one thought in her mind, that was to walk over and hug him.

She took back a hand holding Shang Jing and touched Bian's stomach: "I'm hungry."

Shang Jing's heart was soft: "I asked the blue housekeeper to prepare dinner."

Since she came back, Shang Jing has locked herself in her room for a long time, and her stomach is also empty.

Wen Zhou held him for fear that he would hide again when he let go: "turn on the light first. I want to eat after taking a bath."

Shang Jing: "OK."

He found Wen Zhou in the dark, held her hand around his waist, opened her hand, took her instead, got up again, walked aside and turned on the light.

For a moment, the house was as bright as day.

The lamp hanging in the center of the ceiling is exquisite, gorgeous and dazzling, and the light emitted is warm and bright.

But Shang Jing felt that no matter how warm the light was, it couldn't compare with the warmth brought to him by last week. No matter how bright the light was, it wasn't as bright and moving as Zhou Zhou's eyes.

The sudden brightness made Wen Zhou subconsciously squint.

She raised her hand and rubbed it. When her sight was clear, her first reaction was to look at Shang Jing on the side of her eyes.

He was really uncomfortable.

His face is paler than usual.

Wen Zhou's heart is swollen and sour.

She has never liked a person, but she knows that all she shows at present is because she likes Shang Jing.

It is also from love that she feels angry for Shang Jing.

Shang Jing's state has been much better. He took Wen Zhou's hand and felt the softness of skin contact. The light colored lip petals lifted a gentle arc and reluctantly released her little hand: "go take a bath."

Wen Zhou said.

She glanced around the room, determined the location of the bathroom, and looked back at Shang Jing.

Shang Jing was about to tell the blue housekeeper to prepare food. As soon as he turned his head, he looked at Zhou Zhou above: "what's the matter?"

Wen Zhou's watery and full lips closed together. After thinking about it, she still couldn't help walking over and hugged Shang Jing from the front again.

"If you have anything in the future, call me. Don't hide yourself in the dark to digest your emotions because of the malice of others."

Su Mingyu.

She remembered.

Before, she thought that Su Mingyu treated Shang Jing just as Shen Bi treated herself. In addition, Shang Jing grew up with her grandfather. She thought that Su Mingyu had never done anything to hurt Shang Jing. Therefore, she had a polite attitude towards Su Mingyu.

But now, she will never be polite to Su Mingyu again.

In the future, whenever she finds an opportunity to annoy Su Mingyu, she will never be merciful.

Shang Jing didn't expect that she would say so. The bottom of her heart was soft. At the moment, after listening to Wen Zhou's words, she directly turned into a pool of water: "... OK."

He likes to worry about his week.

I also like to say caring and missing words to myself.

She didn't feel abnormal after seeing through her embarrassment, and even wanted to throw herself away, which was a great joy for Shang Jing.

He wants to keep his engagement with Zhou Zhou.

When Wen Zhou saw that he agreed, a gentle and quiet smile arose from the corners of his mouth and turned to the bathroom.

Some memories and pain can't be erased so quickly, but as long as she is with Shang Jing, it is absolutely impossible for Shang Jing to hide and bear the fear and pain alone.

And they can't get out of the psychological shadow caused by others.

She hoped that Shang Jing would walk out of the haze of the past and live in the sun.

Shang Jing listened to the sound inside, and the thin lips were lifted up.

??????

After taking a bath, Wen Zhou wrapped his hair in a towel and wrapped his exquisite body in a light pink bath towel.

She stepped barefoot on the carpet and waited out of the shower before she remembered that she had forgotten her pajamas.

Bad

I came in a hurry.

Shang Jing went downstairs and ordered the blue housekeeper to stare at the servant's food. Then he went upstairs with a bag. When he heard the news from the shower, he looked at the silk nightdress prepared in the bag.

Why hasn't Zhou come out yet?

Wen Zhou hid awkwardly in the shower.

She seems to do things properly and carefully. She can handle everything very well every time, but she never thought that things like forgetting to bring her pajamas would happen to her one day.

The clear eyes were filled with a layer of water vapor, staring at the door.

Are you going out?

Or hide for a while?

She twisted her eyebrows.

Obviously, it's useless to avoid. She always wants to go out, but she doesn't know whether Shang Jing is still there?

Thinking, she looked down at her appearance.

Seeing that she hadn't come out yet, Shang Jing took the bag to the shower. When she saw that Wen Zhouzhou was only wrapped in a bath towel, her eyes darkened.

The light pink bath towel makes her pink and tender. The length of the bath towel just wraps her upturned hip. What is exposed below is a pair of slender and symmetrical beautiful legs.

Her toes on the ground barefoot are lovely and round.

As lovely as her people.

Wen Zhou's cheeks turned red: "...."

Shang Jing quickly lowered his eyes, and his slender and thick eyelashes blocked the desire in the depths of his eyes.

He gently pursed his thin lips and silently handed her the bag. When he spoke, his voice was hoarse with a trace of desire, sexy to crisp into his heart: "this is a nightdress."