Thin-hearted president, don't be too bad

Du Yan'an looked at LAN Ziting's lovely appearance, just petted her cheek, smiled and said, "you're shy. After we've been together for a long time, aren't you more shy?"

LAN Ziting's delicate face reddened when she heard this. One hand took his hand and raised her head nervously. But when she saw Du Yan'an's face, she quickly shifted her eyes. Her soft voice scratched his heart like a cat's claws. LAN Ziting said: "... I'll get used to it in the future."

Looking at her blushing cheeks, Du Yan'an was in a trance for a moment.

In this way, she feels that the whole world has become very beautiful and reassuring. Du Yan'an attached himself, raised LAN Ziting's head and kissed her eyes, so he stopped teasing her. He put on his clothes and walked to the washroom in a good mood.

LAN Ziting's heart beats fast and feels like a deer bumping. Du Yan'an's action just now is very gentle, but LAN Ziting is inexplicably moved, as if she has a feeling of hard work and happiness.

She put her hand over her chest and calmed her breathing. Her clothes were scattered all over the floor, and her body still retained the traces of last night's passion, and the quilt covered by her body still left the smell of them together.

Everything is so beautiful.

Seeing that Du Yan'an walked into the washroom, she immediately got up and dressed. LAN Ziting got out of bed and picked up the clothes on the ground. When she wanted to put them on, she hurriedly raised her head, but saw that Du Yan'an had come out of the washroom.

Just after taking a bath, he still has water drops on his soft hair, a faint smile on his handsome face, and deep eyes are looking at LAN Ziting who is at a loss.

Du Yan'an walks towards her slowly. Her strong and proportional body emits male specific hormones and is approaching LAN Ziting step by step.

"Ah!" she panicked for a moment and was startled by his sudden appearance.

Therefore, if you accidentally step on the scattered clothes at your feet, you will slip at your feet and fall to the ground!

Seeing this, Du Yan'an rushed to her and wanted to hold LAN Ziting, but she had no choice but to lose her focus and fell to the ground. Fortunately, LAN Ziting fell on Du Yan'an.

"Why are you so careless?" Du Yan'an's voice was a little urgent. "What if you get hurt?"

Although his words were reproachful, his eyes were concerned and distressed

Just the second LAN Ziting was about to fall, his heart almost stopped.

LAN Ziting, for him, is the whole world he is now. He can't allow her to be hurt any more.

"I'm fine."

LAN Ziting looked at Du Yan'an's frown and felt an unspeakable warmth in her heart. She remembered what Du Yan'an said to her last night:

"I won't wrong you or make you feel any pain."

She knew that was his promise to her.

Du Yan'an's eyes reflected her shadow, and his eyes were full of love for her.

Their eyes were facing each other. The curtain was blown by the wind. The light from the outside shone on them, and the air began to smell ambiguous.

Quiet and peaceful.

If it hadn't been for Du Yan'an's stuffy hum, LAN Ziting hasn't heard it yet. Now she is still naked and pressed on him.

At this time, she quickly got up and eagerly asked Du Yan'an, "are you okay? Is there any injury?" then nervously looked at Du Yan'an.

If it weren't for Du Yan'an's turning over with her just when she fell, it might be herself who fell to the ground now.

"I'm fine. It's good if you're not hurt." Du Yan'an sat up, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on for LAN Ziting. "Put on your clothes and wash quickly. Don't catch a cold."

No matter what time, Du Yan'an always thinks of her.

LAN Ziting's nose was sour and her eyes were wet.

Du Yan'an hugged her, lowered LAN Ziting's head gently and asked, "Why are you crying?"

His voice was gentle, which made LAN Ziting feel very relieved, "it's all right. I'll make you happy in the future."

"Yes."

Du Yan'an let go of her and wiped away her tears. "Get dressed quickly and I'll help you dress up."

"Then turn around."

LAN Ziting remembered that she hadn't put on her clothes yet. She got into the quilt shyly.

"Now you know you're shy?" Du Yan'an saw her, smiled, then turned his head and didn't look at LAN Ziting.

LAN Ziting quickly picked up her clothes and ran into the washroom.

After washing, Du Yan'an has been waiting for her in front of the dressing table.

"Come here, I'll help you comb your hair." Du Yan'an's eyes are very gentle. He gently pulled LAN Ziting's hand and asked her to sit in front of the dressing table.

In the broad mirror, there were two of them, their bodies overlapped. Du Yan'an stood behind LAN Ziting, very close.

Du Yan'an's slender fingers picked up the comb and carefully combed down LAN Ziting's hair root.

Although the action is not very skilled, LAN Ziting can feel that Du Yan'an's action is very soft. She seems to be afraid of her pain and doesn't dare to exert any force at all.

LAN Ziting looks at Du Yan'an through the mirror.

At this time, Du Yan'an stared at the comb in his hand. Once, once, caressed the ends of her hair very carefully. LAN Ziting could still feel his steady breathing on his head.

LAN Ziting was not only moved, but also had an unspeakable sense of happiness.

Sometimes, it is not a vow that can infect a woman's heart. The feeling revealed in life can best confirm a man's love for women.

"When can you comb like you?" Lan Ziting turned her head, took his hand, smiled and said, "I'd better do it myself."

LAN Ziting thought that if she went on at this time, she would be late to Lin Tiannan.

Who knows, Du Yan'an insisted: "don't move, I'll get it done soon."

Looking at LAN Ziting's serious and determined appearance, LAN Ziting had to turn her head again and let Du Yan'an comb it.

"You know, I have fantasized countless times. When we get married, we will sit in front of the dresser and help you dress up, because you are the one I love."

Du Yan'an came to LAN Ziting's ear and looked at himself in the mirror. At this moment, he felt very happy.

Because she's right next to him.

Du Yan'an affectionately bowed his head and kissed LAN Ziting's hair. From the tip of the pen came his familiar fragrance, and then picked up the comb to comb her hair again.

LAN Ziting said that it was false not to be moved. From Du Yan'an's promise to her, what she did to her, and these actions of carefully combing her hair at the moment, she wanted happiness most.