The Road Turns White Tonight

"Is the senior's car really a two-wheeler?" Seeing another embarrassing silence, she quickly said nothing.

"Of course it is false." Gu Yebai narrowed his eyes.

what? You Yan was dumbfounded again.

The orange light poured from the ceiling chandelier and was ambiguous.

"I think, I'll go back." She said restlessly. Although, she was very eager to spend some time with him, but not to mention, she had brought enough trouble for him.

He scoffed at the corner of his lips, "You want to tell me, what I'm doing tonight is just nosy?"

"No, I didn't mean that," she explained quickly.

"What if they still have an ambush in your room?" His voice grew colder. So she doesn't take her life seriously? Or, can't wait to just avoid him?

You Yan knows that if you find a reason, you are self-willed. She has no willful capital, and she has long lost this qualification before him.

"Okay, that's bothering tonight," she bit her lip slightly, tentatively, "may I see your injury?"

He refused almost immediately: "It's not necessary."

Her hand was stiff in the air.

"I'll just take a look, it's good."

She glanced down and lowered her head slightly, but continued to obey the request.

The appearance of her grievance tingled Gu Yebai.

He was in danger just now, and she gave her up to protect her. He was not without a trace of shock. Every expression of her since bye seems to tell him that she still loves him.

However, he was never her favorite. Her favorite person is Chi Ji, and now she will return, but Chi Ji is married. Maybe he could be her spare again. Of course, she didn't act too clearly, she refused to welcome, otherwise, she seemed too fake.

Tang Yan was right, he was going to liquidate with her. The funny thing was that he would save her and save her. The temperature on her lap in the car even called out the devil in his heart.

"There is no place for bathing in the guest room, but there is a bathroom at the end of the second floor. You can choose the room at will, and I will not be with you." He paused and left.

You Yanyu watched him leave and went upstairs into the bedroom. She stood for a long time before going upstairs.

After entering the bathroom, I could see the wash basin, the delicately carved shelf, two cups for mouthwash, and two toothbrushes at a glance. The angle of inclination just formed a relative posture.

Raising his head sharply, there was a pale and scary face in the mirror. A smiley face in front of the mirror is ugly, really ugly.

Rather than taking a bath in the bathtub and applying shower gel, she quickly rinsed off and then put the shirt off into the sink.

Sure enough, the consequences of absentmindedness are big.

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She didn't change the clothes, she actually washed them! Picking up her wet hair, she stared at herself in the mirror. The transpiration of hot air dyes the unsightly complexion into a circle of dark red, and the pale lips are rare and seductive.

Annoyed and annoyed, for the sake of today, you can only wrap yourself into a dumpling with a bath towel.

The original high-heeled shoes were pedaling outside. He didn't bring her slippers. She was afraid of getting his place wet. She tightened her towel and went out barefoot. She wanted to go downstairs to find a pair of slippers for herself. In the past, it was taken for granted, but four years away, he became invisible to her, just like a secret love, in the presence of his male god, did not dare to do anything.

As soon as she closed the bathroom door, she froze. He was leaning against the railing, holding a glass in his hand and drinking water. It looked like he had been bathed, black hair moisturized, casual pants, plain white shirt.

Hearing the noise, Li Yan came, her indifferent eyes hit her flushed face.

You Yan just felt scalp numb, quickly bowed his head, and a heart jumped out of his throat.

Although he deliberately avoided his sight, he could still clearly feel that the other person's eyes slowly moved to his bare shoulders, extremely deep. Of course, she knew that in the past few years, he must have seen any woman in the business field, and there was a beauty of the level of Zhou Huai'an beside him, and she would not have any thoughts about her and dysplasia. However, she was still so embarrassed that she just wanted to find a place to drill in.

She blushed, trying to say something to conceal her distress, a slight sound in the air passed, and the thick black suddenly enveloped the whole room.

power cut? !!

She panicked and whispered.

"Don't move." His voice came, and then a steady footsteps came to her. He was still calm and calm in the dark.

The approaching footsteps made her even more panicked. She walked to the side and kicked into the shoes outside the door, and made a sound. When she responded, she had already fallen **** the ground, her head was on the ground, and it hurt To get her fangs.

The fresh breath quickly filled the nose. When he came, he could just help her.

"Where did you fall?"

A warmth threatened her, and her big arms held her in her arms.

She shook her head indignantly, remembering that he couldn't see her movements in the dark, and then he hurriedly changed his words: "I'm fine."

His hands were right on his chest, under his shirt, the lean and strong texture of a man.

Her little hand was in the position of his heart, her body was warm and soft, and her thin bath towel could not wrap Wanxiu's exquisite curves. Her hair dripped from the water, and the dripping dripped on his throat. The inexplicable heat was swinging in his heart again, uninvited.

The will resisted her erosion, but her little hand moved restlessly on him.

The soft little hand covered his big hand, only to hear her timidly asking, "Little white, does your hand hurt?"

She was still remembering this, and sighed slightly in her heart.

Finally, could not help but stretch her arms. There was no gap in their bodies.

She trembled as if to resist the sudden intimacy.

Bo anger caught heavy pupils and he hugged her. Something slid down, and when he was awake, he noticed that his hands touched the greasy skin. The bath towel fell to the ground, and he held her in his arms, untouched.