I slept until dawn, and it seemed that I hadn't slept so peacefully for a long time.

She stretched comfortably, her hand not straightened, because her wrist was grasped.

She was stunned, and soon remembered what had happened last night.

Oops, how did she almost get this stubble.

Seeing Xiao He looking at her deeply, Wen Yan didn't panic at all, but smiled: "I don't need to tell what happened last night." ”

Xiao He raised his eyebrows on one side: "?"

"Huh, you forgot again?" Wen Yan pretended to sigh, "You were drunk last night, and I waited for you to sleep, and you sleepwalked again in the middle of the night and pulled me in again." ”

"Waiting for me to sleep?" Xiao He said suddenly, with a vague banter in his eyes.

"Huh?" Wen Yan didn't react for a while, blinked his eyes, and realized that he meant something, and didn't understand why he seemed to have suddenly changed sex, but she immediately responded instinctively, "That's right, help you undress and wipe your face, isn't this waiting for you to sleep?"

She winked ambiguously at him, leaned over to look down at him, and the upper half of their bodies were next to each other, "Otherwise, what kind of service do you think, Mr. Xiao?"

This level of verbal effort is so-easy for her.

"What do I think?" Xiao He suddenly got up, pressed her under him, stared at her with dark eyes, and his voice was hoarse as he got up in the morning, "What does Miss Wen think I think, huh?"

Wen Yan's heart trembled, and the tail of the "um" rose up, like a small hook suddenly hooking her soul.

I don't know if it's because the person is not awake in the morning or the afterglow of last night's kiss is still there, her heart is inexplicably rippling, slightly opening her soft cherry lips, and unconsciously licking her slightly dry lip flap, as if she is looking forward to something.

Xiao He's breath stagnated for a moment, and an impulse stretched out from the bottom of his heart, wanting to grab her delicate and fragile neck and taste it.

His impulsive warmth felt it, the chemical signal of some kind of emotion between men and women.

The air seemed to be compressed suddenly, and a wave of heat rushed into the hearts of the two young men and women.

At this moment of imminent ignition, a crisp bell suddenly rang.

It is obviously melodious piano pure music, but it seems so harsh and abrupt at this moment.

It's a warm mobile phone ringtone.

Xiao He came back to his senses first, got up suddenly, and strode towards the bathroom, his steps somehow seemed a little hasty.

Wen Yan pursed her lips and flipped through the phone that fell to the ground at some point.

A strange call.

She answered.

"Yan Yan, are you up?" A lazy male voice came from the phone, with a certain familiar intimacy in his voice.

Wen Yan was stunned for several seconds before she reacted, and goosebumps almost fell to the ground.

"Mr. Xiao Duan, we don't know each other that well, do we?" she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Duan Chen on the other end of the phone smiled in a low voice: "Why are you not familiar, isn't there an old saying in China that 'five hundred times of looking back in the past life is exchanged for passing by in this life', we have not only rubbed shoulders, but also wiped the car." ”

Wen Yan: "......"

It was the first time she had heard someone say so poetic about crashing!

Not wanting to talk nonsense with him, she asked straight to the point, "Is there something wrong with you?"

"Yes, invite me to breakfast," he seemed to guess what she was going to say, and went on himself, "Didn't you say you were going to invite me to dinner last time, didn't you forget?"

Sorry, I really forgot.

Wen Yan rubbed her temples, last time she just said the scene, this kind of polite words is usually not taken seriously, Duan Chen has always remembered it.

"How could I forget," she smirked, and the pit she dug could only be buried by herself, "I'm busy these days, will I be okay in a few days?"

Duan Chen pondered for a moment: "Okay." ”

Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he could let go of his breath, Duan Chen asked coldly, "Where are you?"

"Huh?" Wen Yan was stunned, he didn't expect him to ask this question suddenly, and he was half a beat late before he said, "I, I'm at a friend's house." ”

Duan Chen was keenly aware of the change in her tone, and his smile gradually faded: "Friend?"

"Well," she said without any intention of telling him, "I have something to do now, and I'll be in touch then." ”

Hanging up the phone, Wen Yan was stunned, she felt as if something was wrong.

Why did her tone just now sound so much like Hongxing going out of the wall for fear of being discovered by her boyfriend?

The sound of water in the bathroom was constant, Wen Yan was lying on the bed, the pillow had a faint fragrance of camellias, and the unique smell of the man in the bathroom.

Her senses of smell and hearing were stimulated, and she couldn't help but let her imagination run wild. The water from the shower fell like a waterfall, wetting his hair, and drops of water flowed down the ends of his hair, down his rugged face, down the bridge of his straight nose, over the thin lips she had tasted the night before, and down his neck. She imagined her hands turning into the veins of water, flowing over his strong pecs, abs, and then ......

She hurriedly closed her eyes and shook her head, and a faint red flew up her cheeks.

It's really terrible, she didn't want to seduce herself, but fell into it first......

Xiao He came out of the bathroom and was a little surprised to see that Wen Yan was still in his room. He frowned subconsciously, but when he saw Wen Yan lying on the bed covering his ears and shaking his head, he wanted to laugh for some reason, and his brows involuntarily loosened.

He approached the bedside, and saw that one of her cheeks peeked out of the loose black hair, white and pink, and her ears were a little red.

He stood at the head of the bed and looked at it, the corners of his lips couldn't help but hook slightly.

The sudden silence made Wen Yan notice something unusual, she turned her head sideways, only to find that Xiao He didn't know when he was standing at the head of the bed, looking like he was smiling but not smiling.

Wen Yan didn't feel embarrassed, she only felt that her nosebleed was about to spurt out.

Just as she imagined, the man's hair in front of her was wet, and the drops of water on the tips of his hair dripped with his slight shaking, sliding over his cheeks, neck, chest, and abs, and submerged into the white bath towel underneath.

Early in the morning, the beautiful man went out of the bath, and he was still a man who had been thinking about himself for a long time, who could stand it.

It may be that Wen Yan's gaze is too naked, and the nakedness is too hot, Xiao Heben's slightly ridiculous expression gradually becomes subtle.

His throat was a little dry, and he coughed lightly unconsciously: "Miss Wen, I'm going to change my clothes." ”

Wen Yan blinked: "Oh, then you change." ”

The implication is that you change yours, and I look at mine.

A natural tone, a natural tone.

Xiao He has never met such a woman, and she doesn't play cards according to the routine at all.

"I'm going to change my clothes, so," he said word for word, "I'm sorry to get out." ”

Wen Yan snorted, her expression was like a female bully who was molesting a man from a good family: "I don't mind watching it, what do you mind?"

Xiao He: "......"

He was speechless for a moment about her robber logic.

Seeing that his face was slightly gloomy, Wen Yan reluctantly got up and walked to the door, and when the door was closed, she suddenly turned her head: "Stingy ghost." ”

Xiao He: "......"

It's become him stingy?!

He squinted slightly at the door for a few seconds, and for a long time, he slowly showed a faint smile and shook his head helplessly.

He looked away from the door and landed on the suit hanging from the hanger, the suit he had worn last night.

He put his hand into the pocket of his suit, and his hand was quickly taken out, and his fingers opened, and there was a key lying in his palm, the key to the study, untouched.

For a moment, his expression became subtle.

When he put away the key and opened the door, he returned to his usual indifferent expression.

"Is it okay to have cheese baked mashed potatoes for breakfast?" he had just walked over when he heard Wen Yan's voice coming from the kitchen.

He walked to the kitchen door and saw Wen Yan in front of the refrigerator that was being opened, she was tiptoeing, as if she wanted to get something from the top of the refrigerator.

She was still wearing the black pajamas with bare legs, and the pajamas moved up a few centimeters with the movement of her raised hand, revealing her fair and delicate thigh skin, which was dazzlingly white and tender.

His eyes darkened, and he pursed his lips unconsciously.

She turned her head and saw Xiao He standing at the door of the kitchen, glaring at him coquettishly: "Why are you standing stupidly, help me take down the cheese, why are you stuffing it so deeply." ”

Xiao He walked behind her, saw that she was still standing there, a little distance away from her, and raised his hand to get the cheese stuffed inside.

Wen Yan was shrouded in his whole person, with a refrigerator emitting cold air in front and his warm chest in the back.

One cold and one hot, made her inexplicably feel like ice and fire.

Unconsciously taking a step back, her hips resting on his hips and her back resting on his chest.

The movements of the two men froze at the same time.