Hearing the sound, he grabbed her waist and picked her up. She exclaimed, but heard him smile evilly: "Little beauty, you can't go back on your word now."
Bai Qianqiu stopped being pretentious and boldly hugged his neck: "If you don't regret it, I hope you will bring me a beautiful night tonight."
"I will." The man curled his lips.
In the luxurious suite of the Express Hotel, Bai Qianqiu was still a little shy, so she picked up a white bath towel and wrapped it tightly around her freshly washed body.
I still dare not open the bathroom door.
It seems... too fast.
Did you really give him your first time?
Lift your toes slightly, but don't dare to put them down. Step out... or not?
When it came to the battle, she began to hesitate.
However, when she thought about having to do what her father had arranged tomorrow, she gritted her teeth, opened the door and walked out.
The man was lazily leaning on the bedside and reading a magazine. He wasn't too focused, but he wasn't too distracted either. He had an alluring charm about him.
His shirt buttons had all been unbuttoned, revealing his complete and strong bronze chest muscles, which formed a sharp contrast with the white bed and clean shirt.
Seeing his posture like this, she couldn't help but blush.
The man raised his eyes and saw her, a young hibiscus that had just emerged from the bath, with white skin and jade skin. The ponytail that was originally tied was now hanging down wetly. A few strands were still messy and stuck to her smooth forehead.
She bit her lip tightly, her eyes flickered, as if she was still hesitating, a little shy, and didn't dare to move forward.
The man shook his head slightly. The women he had played with were really incomparable, but he didn't reject her at all. Since she didn't take the initiative, she had to let him be more direct.
He threw the magazine in his hand aside. He immediately stood up and walked towards her.
Seeing him approaching, Bai Qianqiu was a little nervous and stepped back in confusion.
He strode closer without saying a word, stretched out his long arms, and picked her up with a strong hug, then hugged her tightly and walked steadily towards the big bed.
Bai Qianqiu clenched her hands in his arms, her heart pounding. Is this going to happen?
Suddenly I felt a little worried, worried that I was being too reckless by doing this.
However, it seems that it is too late to regret it at this time.
The man gently put her on the bed and asked her to sit up.
She bowed her head shyly and pressed the towel on her chest tightly with one hand. She was wearing nothing underneath, and she was a little scared.
But he didn't do anything drastic.
He glanced at her, stood up, picked up a towel on the table, and sat back down.
He pulled her body over, turned her back to him, put the towel on her head, and gently wiped her wet hair.
In so many years, except for his mother, he has never wiped the hair of any woman. This is the first time.
But he did it very smoothly.
Bai Qianqiu was a little surprised, but also a little touched. Since she was a child, only her grandmother had wiped her hair.
She closed her eyes slightly and fell into hazy memories.
I have thought about how great it would be if my parents could wipe their children's hair as lovingly as other parents.
But as time passed and she grew older, she gradually forgot this extravagant hope.
Now, is this man wiping his hair?
Not too heavy, not too light, not too hasty, not too slow, just enough strength. While wiping, he also massaged her head very skillfully, making her feel very comfortable.
She almost wanted to fall asleep under this comfortable head massage, and she unconsciously let out some slight moans.
"It seems that what I did made you very comfortable?" He chuckled.
"..."
Hearing his voice, she suddenly woke up and realized where she was now.
"Thank you, it's very comfortable." I touched my hair, which was almost dry by him.
"It's okay, I'll make you feel more comfortable later." He increased the speed of his hands and pointedly said.