Ji Zhen is wearing a loose gray V-neck sweater tonight, the sweater is not thick, it is just right to wear it on an autumn night, and there are slacks of the same color underneath.

At the moment, he was sitting below, and in front of him, there was a bowl of hot noodles, and on top was a fried yellow egg, which still looked quite appetizing.

To be honest, people like Ji Zhen seem to have been born to be looked up to.

He has a good background, if it weren't for those changes, at this time, he might have inherited the Ji family and become one of the top five diamond kings in Cloud City, just like Yin Xi, there would be many women who wanted to climb into his bed.

Of course, even if he only looks at it, he doesn't worry about women.

Human beings are visual animals, so the ancients said that they also eat color.

Qiao Weiliang thought, she is also like this, she was hooked by such a face, and she can never get it back.

This man is really good-looking, the hand holding the chopsticks is slender and powerful, the bones are distinct, and the very simple movements made by him are also full of luxury.

Qiao Weiliang rarely sees Ji Zhen's homely side, but every time she sees it, she can't help but feel warm, wanting to hug and get closer, wanting to possess this rare warmth.

He was probably really hungry, a bowl of noodles, and it quickly bottomed out, and even the soup was drunk by him.

Putting down the bowl, he wiped his mouth slowly, and then lifted his eyes to look at Qiao Weiliang: "Have you seen enough?"

"Nope. ”

Qiao replied slightly and generously, Ji Zhen was not surprised, nodded and said seriously: "Help me take a bath." ”

“……”

Qiao Weiliang knew that his wound could not be wet, but he didn't expect him to make such a request in person.

I always feel ...... He was like a different person.

"I'm going to put water on you. ”

With doubts, Qiao Weiliang returned to the bathroom, and as soon as the water was full, Ji Zhen walked in.

In the hot air, Qiao's slightly cool face was steamed red, like a freshly ripe apple.

Ji Zhen sat on the edge of the bathtub, the corners of his lips rose slightly, like an emperor who sat on the throne of the world, and Qiao Weiliang was the little maid who waited for him to take a bath.

Qiao Weiliang carefully rolled up the hem of Ji Zhen's sweater and shouted 'Raise your hand', Ji Zhen cooperated as she said, and she ripped off the sweater at once.

The man's bronzed chest and tight texture were immediately revealed in front of her eyes, and the extremely explosive body exuded a strong male hormone, which was very attractive.

However, Qiao Weiliang only glanced at it, and his eyes fell on the wound on his waist and abdomen.

The wound was wrapped in layers of gauze, and there were little blood stains.

Qiao Wei's eyes were cold: "Why is it bleeding?"

Ji Zhen coughed lightly and replied, "I got it when I was cooking noodles." ”

“……”

Qiao Wei was expressionless, and reached out to take off Ji Zhen's slacks.

His body, she had seen many times, although tempting her, was not so good as to lose her mind.

Ji Zhen is now sitting on the edge of the bathtub in only boxers, Qiao Weiliang wet his back with a towel, and then squeezed the shower gel and foamed it in his palm before wiping it on his back.

The woman's slender hands roamed over his back with the slippery bath gel, all the senses focused on his back, following the rounded fingertips.

Her breath occasionally sprayed on his skin with her movements, and mischievous shredded hair, brushing from time to time.

He could feel that she was taking a bath for him very seriously, and he had no distractions, but his heart was a little messy.

"Qiao Weiliang, why are you marrying me?"

Subconsciously, he asked this sentence, and after speaking, even he himself was stunned.