Master Tou put her down and put his hands into his trousers pockets again. When he looked back, his eyebrows were arched in an extremely elegant and noble way, "What you said is reasonable, why am I angry?"
Miss Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
But when she remembered his actions just now, she felt something was wrong and hurriedly said, "Then why did you suddenly hug me just now?"
Nangong Tou didn't answer, looking towards the beach below.
Xiaoyu followed his gaze and looked down. When he saw the spotted sea snakes curled up next to the rocks on the beach, he was startled, took a few steps back, and hid behind Nangong Tuo - although he was always bold,
But when you suddenly see this soft and poisonous animal, you will inevitably feel frightened and retreat subconsciously.
When she realized that Nangong Tou picked up a dangerous animal when she saw it approaching, Miss Yan blushed and felt guilty for guessing that Young Tou was stingy and vicious with her petty judgment.
"I understand." Xiaoyu lowered his head and replied sheepishly, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."
Nangong Tou still didn't speak. He just raised his arm, grabbed her hand, held it in his palm, held her hand, walked slowly forward.
Along the way, two people stepped on their footsteps, long and not chaotic, one behind the other, two pairs in a row.
The sea breeze at night was a bit cold, blowing in slowly, causing Xiao Yu's clothes to flutter slightly. She originally felt a little cold, but because her palm was held in her hand, she felt a stream of warmth slowly spreading from Master Tou's hand.
Into the palm, into the skin, into the heart, warm and warm, Ning Jing is warm.
Returning to the villa where Nangong Tou lived alone in the headquarters, Xiaoyu put on his slippers, picked up the pajamas he had prepared, and went to take a shower first.
After she closed the door, rinsed and picked up the shower gel, thinking about how to treat Toru gently when she went out in order to make up for her misunderstanding, the bedroom doorknob turned around and walked in wearing a white bathrobe.
Sir...
Xiaoyu was startled, and quickly grabbed the bathrobe and wrapped it around his body. He looked at Nangong Tou, who was wearing a white bathrobe, puzzled, "Sir, didn't you say... you want me to wash it first?"
The adult didn't say anything, just closed the bathroom door, and then leaned against the bright white door, with his arms wrapped around his chest, and a pair of dark eyes looking at her motionless.
Xiaoyu didn't hear the answer, so he hugged the bath towel and wrapped himself tightly in confusion, and looked up at Nangong Tou with confusion on his face.
She saw the adult standing in front of the door raise his slender fingers and place them on the vertical cabinet embedded in the wall next to the door. He took out a small, exquisite and elegant cigarette pot from the second floor, and then
Take out the rolling paper and put it in the palm of your hand, slowly roll it into the shape of tobacco in three or five movements, put it between your fingers and flip it a few times, and then roll it into a simple handmade tobacco.
The movements are smooth, familiar and elegant.
There is a slight mist in the bathroom, and the light above the head is faint and dim, casting a shadow on Nangong Tou who is standing in front of the door, like a long shadow cast by a spotlight, hazy but eye-catching.
What a beautiful adult.
The blue flame rises in the hand, the mercury lighter makes a crisp sound, the cigarette is lit, and the hand-rolled cigarette with a retro flavor moves from the beautiful fingertips to the thin and beautiful lips, slightly indifferent, and spits out a faint breath.
The smell of smoke and cigarettes lingers in the bathroom, making the hazy bathroom even more dense and difficult to explore.
What a high-end adult.
Such a series of actions fascinated the hopeless Miss Yu. She swallowed the dry saliva in her throat, took a deep look at Nangong Tou, and with the spirit of dedication and reward, asked cautiously and with great embarrassment, "Sir,
...Sir...you want...to...wash...with me...?"
"What are you doing standing still?"
A few short words interrupted Miss Yu's words. Before she could react, her vision went dark and her face was covered by a warm and clean bath towel.
Then, a man's calm voice came from outside the bath towel, "Don't be in a daze while taking a bath, be careful of catching a cold."
Click, as the words fell, there was the sound of the doorknob turning, and the sound of leaving footsteps, and gradually went away until they disappeared...
The little fish was stunned.
Take a shower, don't be in a daze, be careful, catch a cold... The voice is as low as ever, magnetic, hoarse, still sexy, but it doesn't have any flavor of desire.
Also, after looking at her naked body in the bathroom for more than two minutes, I just said a few words and walked out... Go! Get out! Go! Go!
This! Is this Mr. Toru Nangong, the beast who loves to molest her most and whose reputation is shamelessness?
This! This is unscientific!
Yan Xiaoyu was full of confusion and questions. He took a quick shower with confusion, chose a larger pajamas from the prepared clothes, and walked out.
Opening the door, she looked around and saw Master Tou sitting on the sofa in the living room drinking tea. She walked over and sat down next to Master Tou very lightly and carefully. She warmly reminded, "Sir, I'm going to wash my hands."
alright."
Nangong Tou seemed to be focusing on the report of the information on the table. When he heard her words, he turned to look at her, responded, stood up, turned around, and walked towards the bathroom with long strides.
Before entering the bathroom, the adult held the doorknob with one hand, turned his head as if thinking of something, and warned, "The temperature is low at night, so wear so little, be careful of catching a cold."
After that, he walked into the bathroom and closed the door.
Hearing the sound of the bathroom door closing, Miss Yu lowered her head and glanced at her lowered chest, her face immediately turned hot and she felt embarrassed.
Did she... make her guilt and dedication too obvious?
The adult is a person who pays great attention to life taste and sentiment. Such a rough and untechnical act will obviously not be appreciated by the adult.
Thinking like this, Xiaoyu jumped up, quickly put on his usual simple cotton pajamas, put on his slippers, quickly ran back to the bedroom, lifted off the quilt, got in, tilted his head and thought carefully...
About half an hour passed.
In the living room, there was finally movement.
(Thank you dear hannah7 for the silent red envelope, okay!)