"President, can I borrow your bathroom?" Yan Zhengling stood in the ear room and asked pitifully.

Her ear room, in fact, is the parent-child bedroom, which is not only much smaller than the master bedroom, but also has no attached function room.

If you want to take a bath, you can only choose to go to the master bedroom next door or the public bath room outside.

The weather is bad today.

Outside a dull thunder, mixed with wind, rain, let Yan Zhengling some fear in the heart. I don't dare to go to the bathroom outside.

Zhan hanjue looked up at the lovely woman in pajamas. His eyes fell on her smooth and symmetrical legs, and he swallowed her sexy throat.

She's just like this, which makes him a little unbearable.

Don't dare to think about the beauty bathing appearance, that picture will let him hold.

"Go outside." He forced down her habitual indulgence, very difficult to say no to her words.

Yan Zhengling said angrily, "president, I'm afraid."

Zhan hanjue's eyes glanced out of the window. The corridor was dark, only the light of lightning flickered, adding some strange feeling.

Yan Zhengling is not afraid of thunder and lightning. She is afraid of the ghost in xiangding garden.

In Zhan hanjue's heart, there was a kind of contradictory emotion. He sympathized with his father and became a demon for love, but he was more distressed for Zheng Ling. He was destroyed twice by his father when he was young.

I lost my life once.

It's ruined at once.

The hatred between his father and Zheng Ling made him feel extremely scared. He was afraid that Zheng Ling would hate Wu and Wu when he knew the truth.

"Well." Zhan hanjue nodded. His mood suddenly sank.

Yan Zhengling's eyes flashed a brilliant touch of cleverness, and he laughed wildly, "thank you, president."

Then he ran into the bathroom like a smoke.

Not long after that, the sound of water came from the bathroom.

Zhan hanjue's melancholy reverie was successfully stopped by the sound of water. He suddenly found a problem: the girl went in without clean clothes?

Charming lips slightly raised, and only in front of him, she would be so heartless.

"Ah..."

An hour later.

Yan Zhengling's cry of killing a pig came from the bathroom. "I forgot to bring clean clothes."

Zhan hanjue smiles.

Watch it change!

"President!" Yan Zhengling's voice came from the bathroom.

"Well?"

"Can you pass me a dress?"

Sitting in a wheelchair, Zhan hanjue has certain movement ability. But Zhan hanjue had to be firm in his refusal: "no way."

"Please close your eyes when I come out." Yan Zhengling's posture was humble, almost begging.

"Ah," said Zhan hanjue

Then I heard the creaking of the bathroom door. How can Zhan hanjue miss this once-in-a-lifetime welfare? He glances up at Yan Zhengling.

Yan Zhengling took a few steps. When her eyes met Zhan hanjue's eyes with wild animals' curiosity, Yan Zhengling screamed and ran back to the bathroom.

"President, aren't you afraid of pinholes?" Yan Zhengling cried out shyly.

Zhan hanjue came to the cloakroom helplessly, took his white T-shirt, and then came to the bathroom.

"Open the door. Here are your clothes."

Yan Zhengling opened a crack in the door, and then stretched out a snow-white hand to touch it everywhere.

Zhan hanjue took her hand and put the compassionate on it.

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