The warm yellow light reflected his face, black eyelashes, and a erect nose, which cast a three-dimensional outline. The unruly peach blossom eyes showed deep affection at this time, as if they were about to drown someone in it.
His hand was pressed against Shen Qiaoqiao's back through the bathrobe, and his other hand gently pressed her neck, followed the back of her ears and gently stroked her.
"I just had a bad attitude, and I already knew that I was wrong. Seeing that my young family was in decline, my parents were both dead and no one was disciplined, you should not be as knowledgeable as me. I know you have difficulties, and you don't have to ask questions, but You always have to make me feel more at ease so that I won’t open my eyes and close my eyes, for fear that you will be bullied here.”
He calmly voiced, approached Chen's ears, holding his heart and repented over and over again, and there was no usual arrogance.
"I already know that I'm wrong. You cry so hard that I feel so distressed."
The low sob sound was like a dull knife slashing back and forth on his heart. He had never been in love before, and could not learn any sweet words, so he had to take out his heart and look at it, and he was afraid that she would not like it so much. .
The crying gradually subsided, and the woman in her arms was still trembling and sobbing.
The long wet hair soaked the bathrobe and stuck to the back, which made it uncomfortable. It moved quietly. The bathrobe hanging on her body instantly slid halfway from her shoulders, revealing her delicate and round shoulders.
Jiang Zhixian's breathing stagnated and his eyes were about to sink into it.
He bent down and gently gave a kiss on his shoulder. His soft and warm lips were pressed against his cold skin. He was stunned at first, and then, his whole body looked like a red shrimp, Jiang Zhixian took a look.
"Shy?" Jiang Zhixian smiled softly, his hoarse voice was seductive and sexy in the quiet night.
Chen quietly pulled the bathrobe and made a profit from his arms, "I'll go change my pajamas."
"Switch." Jiang Zhixian did not move, his eyes were open and open.
"Then you won't let go." Chen frowned quietly, and was anxious.
Jiang Zhi reluctantly withdrew his hand, his eyes like a wolf who had been hungry for a long time. He didn't want to be such a beast. He just coaxed the person, but he was so anxious.
But men are gifted in some ways and are not controlled by their brains at all.
Feeling something quiet, her whole body froze, and she was stunned. She stared at the well-dressed man in front of her with incredible complex gaze, and her eyes slowly moved down.
"Cough..." Jiang Zhixian urged forward shamelessly, "Don't look, look at you and don't sleep tonight."
"..." I had completely noticed someone's changes, and my quiet expression was hard to describe.
"Let go, or I'll do it."
"Let me hug you again." Jiang Zhixian lay on her shoulder, took a breath, and was fascinated by the smell of red wine that seemed to be there and there.
Chen quietly raised his knees, accumulated strength without hesitation, and pushed it suddenly.
The next second, the delicate legs were caught by someone.
She proved something with her own hands that even if a man who is so lustful and stupid, his strength is far higher than hers.
Jiang Zhixian held her legs and sighed: "Forget it, go and change your pajamas."
He is indeed a good man who is calm and unwilling tolerate his conceit.
Chen quietly withdrew his legs, pushed him away, and then ran to the bedroom in a panic and slammed the door.
Through the door panel, Jiang Zhixian heard the sound of locking. It seemed that he really scared the little wild cat.
"I won't be angry again, right?" Jiang Zhixian pressed his face and leaned on the sofa in pain and despair.
If someone said three months ago in front of him, Jiang Zhixian, you will be heartbroken and tossing all night for a woman. He will definitely think that person is crazy, and maybe he will beat him up and defend himself dignity.
But now, he must be crazy, so he feels that dignity is nothing. As long as the little wild cat smiles, he can do whatever he wants.
If you really like someone, you will become cautious and you won’t even think you love them enough.
About ten minutes passed, Jiang Zhixian was thinking about not to hang around the door and repeating the words he just apologized.
The door is open.
Chen quietly changed into a white pajama, wore white slippers, and his hair was disguised, and walked up to him.
"Dry my hair?"
"Ah?" Jiang Zhixian hurriedly came back to his senses and stood up, "Of course."
After saying that, he directly passed the smart hair caregiver in the cloakroom and skillfully took out a retro hair dryer in the storage cabinet outside the bathroom.
The configuration of high-end hotels is similar. With the experience of b-66 stars last time, Jiang Zhixian is already much more skilled.
He sat on the sofa first, then stretched out his big hand, quietly picked up Shen and placed it on his legs.
Without waiting for Chen to refuse quietly, he pressed her shoulder and turned on the hair dryer.
The warm wind blew on the ends of her hair, brushing across her fair face. Jiang Zhixian couldn't help but bow his head, wanting to have a kiss on her beauty.
But before I could kiss it, my chin was held by a small hand.
"I'll blow myself?" Chen snorted coldly.
"Okay, stop making trouble." Jiang Zhixian quickly begs for mercy, became a hair salon in a proper manner, and served the little wild cat comfortably.
The hair dryer in a luxury hotel is easy to use, and the hair is dry after a while.
Jiang Zhixian put down the hair dryer with some regrets, hugging Shen Xiaowei's waist and didn't want to let go.
"I have something to do, I can't go back with you." Chen sighed quietly and said helplessly.
The man's ears shook and he heard the unspoken voice.
This is such a ban on the order to expel guests!
Jiang Zhixian tsk, his face reluctant. "You always do this, throw it away after using it!"
"Jiang Zhixian, you do some serious business. Wen Xiao has started planning to kill you." Chen Qiaoqiao was speechless. Tiantian on the opposite side was plotting against him. Jiang Zhixian was still in the mood to stay here and talk to her. Say love.
"Are you worried about me?" Jiang Zhixian's eyes lit up.
Chen Qiaoqiao rolled his eyes in his heart, "Will you focus on the key points?"
"Don't worry." Jiang Zhixian was a little funny. He used force with his right hand and rubbed the kitten into his arms. "Let him let the horse come over, and I won't be the last one."
"..." Jiang Zhixian never lost the matter of saying harshly.
Chen Qiaoqiao was silent, "Forget it, take care of yourself."
"Don't worry, I have something to ask you."
"What?"
"What's your relationship with the one named Wen?" Jiang Zhixian looked jealous.
Chen Xiaojing showed an expression that I knew, and explained: "He is like Ruan Yu, both my childhood friends."
"Children's Sex?"
A bottle of old vinegar swayed and broke all over the floor.
Seeing that Jiang Zhixian was about to be anxious, Chen said quietly: "My father and I have blood feud."
"..." Jiang Zhixian, who was comforted for no reason, was stunned for a moment. Then, he pulled out the dagger hidden in his boots, and a trace of evil spirit flashed in his eyes.