However, judging from the current situation, it may be a bit difficult.
While she was thinking about it, she heard footsteps approaching behind her. When she looked back, Leng Yunting was wearing only a pair of underwear and slowly walked towards her.
He seemed to have taken a shower, and she remembered that there was also a bathroom in the master bedroom, but it was just a shower. Because of the heat, his skin was in the steam, and it looked even more majestic. Five years have not made him grow terrible.
The beer belly is because there is no woman around him. He exercises frequently and looks better than before. His wide shoulders and thin waist, square tuns, and slender legs are like Roman sculptures, with charming lines.
Seeing her still in the bathtub, because of taking medicine, her body also showed a healthy wheat color, losing a lot, but the softness on her chest seemed to be much plump. Seeing her curves, he was dark and dark
In his pupils, a cluster of fire suddenly jumped, and even his breathing seemed to have been a few eight beats.
"Mr. Ting..." She was a little embarrassed, but saw Leng Yunting taking a deep breath, adjusting herself, then turned around and walked aside, picked up the bathrobe. Then, without saying a word, she walked with the bathrobe.
In the bathtub, pull her up and wrap her up.
The bathrobe absorbed water and quickly sucked away all the moisture on her body. She was wrapped in rice dumplings by him. When he was confused, he bent down again, hugged her horizontally, and walked out of the bathroom.
She couldn't understand him anymore. She raised her head and saw his eyebrows slightly frowning, his thin lips pursed, his eyes pounding with flames, unable to tell whether it was anger or a fire.
In fact, Leng Yunting was just afraid that she would be embarrassed. After all, she hadn't met for five years. If she had just met, she would be as scared as before, pounced and licked like a puppy, would she be scared?
His heart was clear, and although her appearance made him extremely excited and ecstatic. However, since she concealed her identity and deliberately approached him, she must have had some intentions.
He didn't want to scare her away before he thought about how to deal with this matter.
Even if - even if she wants to hurt him, it's OK. As long as she stays and doesn't leave, no matter what he asks him to do!
When the vest touched the soft sheets of the master bedroom, she finally understood his purpose. So she deliberately smiled charmingly: "Mr. Ting, why didn't you continue to do it? She wanted to come here and take a shower first. Could it be
Do you think I'm dirty?"
He didn't say anything, but just gently pulled the bathrobe on her body away. Seeing her body expanding bit by bit under the bathrobe, his pupils became darker.
"Just, I don't want to do that anymore," he explained.
In the past five years, he became increasingly unwilling to communicate with others and kept everything in his heart. So far, even when facing her, he didn't know how to speak.
What he meant was that he didn't want to have her in the car, so he had no choice. Because he knew that the only two remaining experiences in the car were not very good.
If it weren't for confirming her identity, he would never have taken her to Yanhe.
But when he pulled off her bathrobe and was about to lean on, she reached out to block his chest.
"Mr. Ting, it's wrong for you to do this?" She smiled faintly, "I'm not a casual person. It's okay if I had an accident just now. Now I'm tired and don't want to continue."