Chapter 61 Ambiguity

Song Ni's fair and tender face instantly turned red. She stood up, took off the towel from her head and wrapped it around herself. She frowned as she looked at herself in the mirror, bit her lip, and cursed Tan Zheng a few more times.

The pain of the water-soaked wound was no longer noticeable, and Tan Zheng's last words could only be heard in his ears.

Does Tan Zheng understand what is meant by “don’t look at anything inappropriate”!!!

Song Ni put her hands on her hips. She was ashamed and angry. She had already suffered a loss and could not let Tan Zheng go so easily.

It’s still too cheap for him to lay the floor!

Thinking about this, Song Ni put on her bathrobe and had no time to deal with her soaked hair or the bleeding wounds. She walked out angrily.

But there was no one in the room, the door was open, and there was movement downstairs.

Song Ni lowered her head, making sure that the collar of the bathrobe was small enough and the belt around the waist was tight enough, and hurried downstairs in slippers.

Tan Zheng was drinking ice water in front of the refrigerator when he heard the sound and turned to look at the angry little girl.

No, I should say an angry little woman.

When the man saw Song Ni, who was wearing a bathrobe and her wet hair hanging casually, his eyes darkened.

He had been lucky enough to see the scenery under the fabric just now and knew how beautiful it was. What's more, the water on the ends of the hair had already wetted the bathrobe, making it more snug.

But Song Ni didn't know it, and she opened her passionate peach blossom eyes wide. The anger inside made her eyes red and suffused with moisture.

Very pretty.

Tan Zheng unscrewed the mouth of the bottle again, raised his head and took another sip.

Whether intentionally or not, he poured it too quickly, and the water splashed across his chin, passed through his sexy Adam's apple, and finally followed the chest muscles and the thirsty mermaid line and disappeared under the bath towel.

Song Ni's eyes followed the water uncontrollably, and finally stared at the bath towel for several seconds.

What did she want to do when she came downstairs?

Song Ni blinked and forced herself to look away, and saw Tan Zheng raising his eyebrows and smiling at him with a ruthless look on his face.

Averting their gaze, Song Ni lowered his head again, his eyes falling on Tan Zheng's waist and abdomen.

There's a tattoo on it.

Song Ni narrowed her eyes slightly, unable to tell what pattern it was from this distance.

She remembered.

Any losses suffered must be made up elsewhere.

So Song Ni raised her eyebrows and walked swayingly.

The tight belt naturally highlights all the advantages of her figure, including an ant waist that can be grasped with one hand and a superior waist-to-hip ratio.

No makeup was applied, her face was white and rosy, her lips were not dotted but were red, and a strand of wet hair hung from the middle of her forehead past the peak of her nose and hung at the corner of her mouth.

A little less cute and a little more charming.

Song Ni stopped just a step or two away from Tanzheng. The weather was already cool and cold, and the open refrigerator door continued to convey the chill.

But there is fire in your heart, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Song Ni first saw the water droplets hanging on the man's Adam's apple, then raised his eyes to meet Tan Zheng's deep eyes, and the ends of his eyes curved.

He reached out and touched the tattoo on Tan Zheng's waist.

As soon as his fingertips touched the coolness of the water drops and the hotness of the man's body, Tan Zheng grabbed his hand.

It was impartial and just avoided the wound on her wrist.

The two were very close. Tan Zheng lowered his head slightly, raised his brows and raised the corners of his mouth.

"What?"

The broken eyebrows have not been trimmed for some time and have grown out, with a wild look, especially the eyes that are filled with amusement at the moment.

Flirty and seductive.

Song Ni's eyelashes trembled a few times. The man's hand was big and hot. He didn't force her hand away, and the distance was just enough for her fingertips to touch his body.

It is precisely this kind of taste that makes people feel itchy.

Men seemed to have a naturally high body temperature, and she could even feel the heat on Tan Zheng's chest.

Song Ni raised the corner of her mouth and used some force on her hand. Instead of touching the tattoo, she put her fingertips on Tan Zheng's only bath towel.

Now that Tan Zheng has seen it, she can't erase the memory in his mind, so she should reciprocate.

"I'll just take a look."

When Song Ni said this, her eyes didn't even flicker, and the corners of her mouth were still curled up, as if she really had the courage to look at Tan Zheng naked.

Tan Zheng did not turn on the headlights, only the wall lamp in the distance and the lighting in the refrigerator emitted faint light.

A dark environment, a man and a woman who have just taken a shower, and provocative and seductive movements.

It’s too easy to develop in an ambiguous direction.

Tan Zheng stared at Song Ni for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking. Just when Song Ni was about to laugh at his lack of courage, the man suddenly let go of his hand.

It was the same as that night when I came out of the police station and returned to the night snack stall.

He curled his lips, smiled erratically, and said.

"If you want to see it, do it yourself."

Being so close, when the man squeezed out a hoarse laugh from his throat, Song Ni could clearly see the slight rise and fall of his chest.

Her throat was dry, and Song Ni swallowed several times.

She has such a damn good figure and is so damn sexy.

But the bath towel is not a shirt. There is no need to unbutton it tediously. She can see what she wants to see with just a gentle tug.

Song Ni thought she was bold enough, so she raised her fingers and tried to pull off the towel wrapped around the man's waist. But she moved slowly, and the man still didn't react at all.

His fingers trembled and he turned in a different direction.

Instead of going down any further, we reached the place where we were curious at the beginning.

"What's this?"

It was clear that she could see the pattern clearly as long as she lowered her head, but she didn't. Instead, she stared at Tan Zheng and asked him.

Tan Zheng smiled.

The little girl still has a lustful heart but no courage, but she is too arrogant to admit it.

His head still hurts, but Song Ni looks so beautiful, and the current atmosphere is really good. Tan Zheng doesn't want to let go of such a moment.

"Are you concerned about a perverted tattoo now?"

Hearing this, Song Ni's pupils narrowed slightly.

Tan Zheng, a bitch man, cared as always about the name she gave him.

Her hands subconsciously touched the small tattoo on Tan Zheng's waist and abdomen. Because she was distracted, she didn't notice the man's eyes sinking due to her actions.

The eye sockets are scarlet, and there is a dark fire in the black eyes.

Tan Zheng didn't have that much energy to endure, so he grabbed Song Ni's hand again and carried it behind her.

His tongue pressed against his cheek, and he gritted his teeth.

"Are you still addicted to touching?"

Song Ni smiled and nodded.

“It feels good.”

Because her hands were clamped behind her back, Song Ni's entire upper body was slightly tilted back, exposing her swan-like neck. She looked slender, but she had a lot of material.

And because she was so close, Tan Zheng could even smell her scent.

The smell emanating from the collar...

The headache, the anger that came out of the bathroom, and Song Ni's bright smile.

The man no longer thought or hovered, lowered his head and kissed Song Ni's neck directly, taking a bite as if to vent his anger.

Then he took Song Ni's hand and put it on his waist.

"Dragon."

If a dragon encounters a thunderstorm, it will soar up into the sky and transform into a dragon after overcoming the disaster.

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Chapter completed!