Xia Xingchen changed his shirt and went downstairs.

This time, the servants left the main room, Xia Xingchen deliberately poured whisky in the sofa.

She didn't intend to drink, just a little whisky on her lips.

I'm kidding. She can't drink as much as she can. She's going to shoot in the morning. How dare she drink? She's just making a show for Zhan Yunting.

Opening the movie, Xia Xingchen put her beautiful legs on the sofa to make a very beautiful shape. She shook the whisky in her hand and deliberately untied two buttons of her shirt.

Xia Xingchen has been listening carefully to the sound of opening the door.

At a quarter past eight, the sound of the door opened. Xia Xingchen quickly dipped a little whisky on his mouth, and then deliberately leaned on the sofa, drinking a little wine, watching a movie and sleeping.

When I heard the movie, I heard the sound of the movie.

On the sofa, Xia Xingchen is wearing his sleeping appearance. It's really breathtaking. Zhan Yunting's footstep is not conscious of lightening, and goes to stand on her side.

Her long eyelashes and soft red lips are very attractive.

Zhan Yunting didn't want to disturb such sleeping, but he didn't expect that his self-control was so poor that he couldn't help kissing her.

Xia Xingchen suddenly woke up and rubbed his eyes.

"Yunting, are you back?" Soft waxy voice, the end of the hook, called war cloud Ting, heart apex are followed by shaking.

"How do you sleep here?" Zhan Yunting said that the line of sight in her body inspection a circle: "so wear, not afraid of a cold?"

"If my clothes get dirty, I just want to wear yours." Xia Xingchen said, blushing and holding his shirt: "you have the taste."

Zhan Yunting was stirred up again, took a deep breath, forced to resist the impulse to do something here, stretched out his hand and took Xia Xingchen's hand: "it's cold here, go to the bedroom."

Xia Xingchen how willing to let him take himself to the bedroom, took out his hand and said: "you haven't eaten yet. I've left you a meal. I'll heat you up. You'll change your clothes and take a bath."

Zhan Yunting wanted to say that he didn't want to eat, but he was afraid to let Xia Xingchen's good intentions fall through.

However, Xia Xingchen also smiles at him gently and innocuously: "I made what you like to eat."

Zhan Yunting couldn't say anything at all. He could only endure the agitation of blood boiling and nodded: "good."

Hastily upstairs, the president of war, who is in his prime age, enters the bathroom.

Deliberately provocative Xia Xingchen picks eyebrows and goes to the kitchen to clean up the food.

Although he said he would teach Zhan Yunting a lesson, Xia Xingchen didn't treat his stomach badly at all.

He should have a good meal, just toss him around in other places.

After Zhan Yunting takes a bath, Xia Xingchen has already served the meal.

In the dining room, the light is dim, Xia Xingchen is sitting on the chair barefoot, folded legs, very charming.

Zhan Yunting breathed heavily, turned up the temperature, and said, "I'll catch a cold."

Xia Xingchen is a little lazy, holding his chin and saying, "no, it's already hot. It's summer."

As she said this, she leaned forward, revealing a beautiful landscape.

Zhan Yunting said:

Is the name of this meal beautiful.

This is really very beautiful to eat, but he did not have the mind to eat.

Zhan Yunting ate quietly, even he did not expect to eat faster than usual.

Just as Zhan Yunting was about to eat, Xia Xingchen yawned.

"Ha ha, I just drank some wine. I'm so tired. Yunting, take your time. I'll go to bed first."

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