Shen Xingru's arms, which were originally hanging at her sides, suddenly wrapped around Dong Haining's waist, her fingertips slowly went up, winding up the spine deep in her waist one by one, and finally found her favorite section and stopped suddenly.

He has been exercising for a long time, and he has trained to have broad shoulders and a thin waist, an inverted triangle in his upper body, and relatively long legs, so he looks particularly good in a suit.

Shen Xingru's fingers turned sharply again, reaching near the belt on his waist, and suddenly pulled his shirt out of the waistband of his pants.

Dong Haining quickly grabbed her wrist and said, "Otherwise, let's talk about something else?"

Shen Xingru was so obediently grabbed by him, his shoulders were straight, he looked into his eyes, smiled and said, "Okay, what do you want to talk about?"

Dong Haining: "You just said that you have been writing for the past two years? I am busy with work and I don't know yet." Is it a novel? Where is it published? Can I read it?"

Shen Xingru: "Of course you can." I write a lot of public accounts, and I used to update it every day, a thousand words per article, which is basically the level of stall literature, which is not interesting, just a mouthful. Well, I wrote a little, and I haven't written it for a long time. What, do you want to be the leading actor?"

Dong Haining: "What conditions do you need to be a leading actor?"

Shen Xingru: "Spend money." Sometimes, though, dedication is fine. ”

At the moment when Dong Haining was surprised and hesitated, Shen Xingru's hand had quietly slipped out of his palm, wrapped around his waist to his abdominal muscles, and began to unbutton his shirt from the bottom to the top.

ARMANI'S MEN'S SHIRTS ARE MADE OF LONG-STAPLE TOP EGYPTIAN COTTON GIZA45, WHICH IS NOT ONLY WRINKLE-RESISTANT AND DURABLE, BUT ALSO HAS A VELVET-LIKE SMOOTH AND DELICATE FEEL.

There were seven buttons in the front and middle, and Shen Xingru quickly finished untying the last one.

Her hands slid from the outer shirt to the skin inside, from her neck, to her shoulders, to her arms, until the shirt lost its support and was driven straight down by gravity.

In this process, Dong Haining's breathing obviously changed from light to heavy.

He leaned down slightly, gently touching her forehead and cheek.

The world was suddenly unusually quiet, so quiet that you could hear each other's breath change.

She is direct, passionate and open.

He is tough, domineering and gentle.

Like a poet longing for the moon, like an ocean meeting an ocean.

In the long wasteland, a silent trap, with the sweet smell of fresh grass that has just been cut, and the aroma of passion fruit exploding in Irish whiskey, the elegant and mysterious sandalwood aroma of Japanese whiskey, and the nitrate of bullet leather, similar to sulfur, hides an unspeakable mystery, and thus unexpectedly, and without accident, it catches the destined prey.

At his most emotional, she even wantonly bit him on the shoulder.

But he didn't feel suffocated, and he didn't feel pain.

The desert attracts a spring and grows vines until it rains down.

At six o'clock the next morning, Dong Haining's biological clock woke him up on time.

Shen Xingru on the side hadn't woken up yet.

But her face and body had faded from the red caused by drunkenness, and her smooth little nose was breathing evenly.

Dong Haining looked at it again and again, and then walked lightly to the bathroom.

Stepping into the bathroom, he was almost frightened by himself in the mirror.

To be exact, I was frightened by the blood marks on my body.

How can this girl be like the legendary lover vine, looking at the blue and turquoise cute, once she is entangled, she will grow black and shiny thorns, and the flesh and blood around the piercing will be blurred.

It must be the masterpiece of Shen Xingru's nails.

He still remembered that she had half a nail on each of her slender fingers, and she had brushed it with transparent nail polish, which made it look even more boneless.

With the sound of the water, his toned physique was reflected on the frosted glass door of the bathroom.

After bathing, Dong Haining wrapped a bath towel around him and was about to walk out, but was attracted by the washstand.

He stood shirtless in front of the washstand, the clear mermaid line looping around his eight-pack abs and digging deep into the towel around his waist.

The washstand is filled with cosmetics, skin care products, and skin care products that girls use every day, and the list goes on.

But what is quite strange is that one side of the sink is chaotic, all the bottles and cans of different sizes are placed together at random, and the other side is extremely clean and neat, stacked according to the difference in category, color, and container capacity.

The more Dong Haining looked, the more curious he became, and he couldn't help but get closer to those brand-new cosmetics, each of which had two letters of TF engraved on it.

TOM FORD is a brand he knows, not cheap, and there is also a men's product line.

However, in his cognition, he only seems to remember that this brand of perfume and lipstick is more famous, and he doesn't seem to pay much attention to anything else.

It seems that Shen Xingru may have a collecting habit and has collected all the products of this brand, from lipsticks, perfumes, eyeshadow palettes, cushion foundations, mascaras, eyeliner, to serums and creams.

And it doesn't seem to have been used at all, just as a collection.

He quietly opened a box of Phantom Four-Color Eyeshadow Palette, revealing four different textures of eyeshadow, and sure enough, he hadn't used it at all.

He opened another box of two-tone sculpting cream and a box of blush, both confirming his suspicions.

He thought to himself, it seems that in the future, he can send her something other than wine.

Then, he carefully put the things back in place one by one, straightened them up, and walked out of the bathroom.

I don't know when the corner light in the bedroom has been turned on, and his tall body is like an ancient Greek god's house, projected on the off-white wallpaper.

Unintentionally lowered his head, a drop of water from his hair slowly dripped down the Adam's apple and rolled down the muscular chest.

He looked over, and there seemed to be no Shen Xingru on the bed.

So he hurriedly changed his clothes and walked out of the bedroom to see where she had gone.

From the bedroom on the third floor to the basement, he saw Shen Xingru.

Originally, he thought that Shen Xingru must still be in a state of hangover and unawakened, afraid that she would stumble when she walked, so she would not fall or break it again.

And the next day after getting drunk, she is most likely to catch a cold, she looks thin and weak, if she is sick, how can she be better.

But Shen Xingru in front of him was 108,000 miles away from his self-righteous and naïve imagination.

Shen Xingru was dressed neatly, and a set of high-neck zipper webbing and threaded sportswear co-branded by FENDI and FILA wrapped her tightly from top to bottom, without worrying about catching a cold.

What's even more shocking is that she is wearing medical rubber gloves on both hands, rubber bands on both wrists, a light blue medical mask on her face, and her hair is neatly coiled on the top of her head, and she is rummaging through the trash can.

Dong Haining was in a trance for a while, the girl in front of him was really Shen Xingru, wasn't she a colleague in his hospital?