Snatch marriage with love: I'm afraid of the dark husband

Until his figure completely disappeared at the corner of the stairs, Ling Yancai took a long breath and thought of the big round bed with a diameter of three meters in the master bedroom. It's so wide. Sleep away and cover their own quilts. It's nothing!

Thinking so, Ling Yan also relieved a little and left the kitchen to go to the second floor.

The sound of water splashing in the master bedroom came from the direction of the bathroom. Ling Yan knew that he was taking a bath, so he looked at the room and thought that he would take a bath next, but there were no her clothes here. He hurried to the cloakroom first.

The cloakroom here is very large, with a total area of more than 100 square meters. At the moment of opening the door, Ling Yan thought he had entered a clothing store, which is divided into many areas, including clothing area, shoe bag area and hat jewelry area. It is not just men's style, on the contrary, most of them are women's style.

Ling Yan walked to the shoe cabinet filled with all kinds of shoes, and took down a pair of shoes, 37 yards, which was her size. She looked at other shoes, all 37 yards.

"These are all for me?" Ling Yan was a little nervous. He put down his shoes and looked at the clothes again. Her size was right. It can be seen that he prepared these for her.

Just when Ling Yan felt shocked, the door of the cloakroom was pushed open. Ling Yan heard the noise and turned to look. Qi Yu was walking in.

He just finished taking a shower. There was still water dripping on his hair. Crystal beads fell from the tip of his hair to the muscles in front of his chest, slid down the gap between muscles and penetrated into the white bath towel at his waist.

Ling Yan's face suddenly burned. She instinctively remembered that night when his heavy body pressed on her, she opened her misty eyes and saw this chest full of muscles one after another, giving people a very strong and powerful feeling.

Seeing his cheeks burning red, Qi Yu smiled and was in a good mood. He walked over and looked around the cloakroom before asking her advice: "do you like it?"

"These seem to be too many." Ling Yan told the truth, especially the countless clothes in the clothing area.

"It's all right. You can wear it in turn for a year. Qi Yu went to the clothing area, found a set of blue pajamas on the men's clothes hanger, took it down, went to the women's clothes hanger, took a set and handed it to her," go take a bath, I'm going to change my clothes! "

"Then I'll take a bath first." Ling Yan quickly picked it up, ran out of the cloakroom, rushed directly to the bathroom, quickly washed his face, brushed his teeth, washed his hair and bathed. When he came out, he had already changed his pajamas and was lying on the big round bed, reading magazines by the head of the bed.

Ling Yan looked at him carefully. The light blue Pajama suit and trousers were medium pants, revealing his straight and thin legs. The dark leg hair grew sparsely on it, and some were still curled. It was obvious that Ling Yan's cheeks were red again.

She always couldn't help paying attention to those places on him that would make people blush, and Ling Yan beat her head in chagrin.

Seeing this, Qi Yu put down his magazine and looked at her with a playful smile.

The pajamas she wore were the same as those of his lovers. They were also light blue. Light blue was the most suitable for her. They were clean, as if the sunny sky in summer was bright and clear. He was a little distracted.

"Where is the hair dryer?" Ling Yan saw that he was watching himself, and she blushed because she saw his leg hair before. At this moment, her words were unnatural.

"I'll get it for you." Qi Yu came down from bed, wore cotton and linen indoor slippers and went to the cloakroom. Ling Yancai remembered that there was a large dresser near the window of the cloakroom. In addition to many bottles and cans, there was also a hair dryer.

He soon came over with the a hair dryer, but instead of the handing it to her, he took her by hand, took her to one side of the single sofa, and sat her down by her shoulder.

"I'll do it myself." Ling Yan saw that she inserted the plug of the hair dryer into the socket, so she stood up to take the hair dryer in his hand, but he dodged flexibly.

"You cooked noodles for me tonight, I blew your hair, and we'll be even." she put her hand on her shoulder and pressed her into the sofa.

Ling Yan knew that he had always decided what to do and would not allow others to refute, so he had to sit down, but the whole person was very nervous.

He's so big that no one has blown his hair.

Zhong Jin is a big man. Although he chased her, he didn't do anything very considerate to her after he got it. Let alone blow his hair. Even if they play the same umbrella, the umbrella is more inclined to him.

Therefore, Qi Yu's behavior tonight makes Ling Yan very nervous. The warm air he turns on is not hot, and the intensity is just right. The air duct is a little far from her scalp. The warm air gently blows on her hair. Ling Yan can feel his slender fingers gently pick up her long hair, put it down slowly, pick up another strand, and let the warm air blow into her hair

Ling Yan's tension was relieved by his gentle movements, and slowly began to feel that he felt very comfortable blowing his hair.

The scalp is also a sensitive area of people, so people will feel very comfortable when others comb their hair, especially mothers or lovers.

At the moment, Ling Yan also feels his scalp is very comfortable.

Qi Yu also feels very comfortable. The hair between his five fingers is soft and smooth. The above good silk is wrapped between his fingers, smooth and soft. There is a faint rose fragrance of shampoo, which makes him feel very happy for no reason.

Almost 30 minutes later, Ling Yan's hair finally dried. Qi Yu turned off the air duct, pulled out the plug, took the air duct back to the cloakroom, and when she came out again, she had stood up and waited for him next to the original single sofa.

The girl was dressed in light blue pajamas and trousers, and her waist length hair, which had just been washed, was gently approved. Although she was only 22 years old, she looked like a 17-year-old girl who had just grown up, just like a tiny child in those days.

If she is really a tiny child, over the years, she has not changed at all except her height and weight on her chest. She is still young and lovely.

Qi Yu walked over and felt her tension before he approached. He chose to ignore it and directly bent down to pick up the person. The physical instinct of the person in his arms was stiff, so he began to appease: "I said you didn't agree, I wouldn't touch you. What are you nervous about? Where was the bold spirit when I invited me that night?"

Ling Yan's face turned red again. Of course, he knew what he said about her provocation and invitation to him that night, so he blushed and explained: "I drank a lot of wine that night..."

"So you're a brave woman?" Qi Yu puffed a smile, put her on the bed, and people lay down next to her. He watched her lie nervously beside her and nod to him. He raised the corners of his mouth in a good mood, pulled the thin quilt over each other, and stared at her. Seeing that she was more and more unnatural, he reached out and stroked her eyebrows and eyes and apologized to her, "Little smoke, I'm sorry!"