The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and then the frosted glass door was opened, and the man walked out with only a bath towel around his waist.

The man's facial features are handsome, with well-defined contours, under the knife-edged eyebrows, deep eyes, a straight nose, and two thin lips pursed into a line, which is an extremely thin and cool arc.

The crystal droplets of water slowly slid down the firm and powerful chest, and the muscles of the man's whole body were tense, and the waist was squeezed with abdominal muscles comparable to that of a fitness trainer.

His skin is not fair, but rather a sunny honey color. The bath towel was not tightly tied, and as the man moved, it almost fell off his hip bone.

Under the bath towel, wrapped in two strong and powerful long legs, between walking, there is a strong smell of male hormones, enough to make any woman who sees it fall in love.

The man took a dry towel to wipe his hair, and his movements were a little careless, and the mobile phone rang suddenly, which seemed abrupt and harsh in the quiet room.

The man stopped his movements, paused for a while, and was about to get his mobile phone, when a plain white hand hung up the phone first, and the next moment, the woman's soft body came up from behind.

She is only wearing a light silk nightdress, Ji Zhen can clearly feel her exquisite curves, not losing to any female star in the circle.

The woman's warm little hand slid down his back to his waist and continued down.

Ji Zhen didn't stop it, but said in a low voice: "Qiao Weiliang, you should know that I can't be you." ”

"Smack!"

The mobile phone was thrown on the ground, Qiao Weiliang ripped off the bath towel on his waist, retreated to the bedside, touched his chin and looked at it generously, refusing to let go of any inch.

"You want to rape me like that?"

Ji Zhen approached Qiao Weiliang with a calm face, and his eyes were cold enough to freeze people into ice.

Qiao raised his eyebrows slightly, reached out and twisted his strong abdominal muscles, and commented pertinently: "It feels good, and I will continue to keep it until I shoot the cover of Aikan magazine next month." ”

Ai Kan Magazine, the world's top fashion magazine, how many domestic artists have sharpened their heads and want to board it, but it seems to have become commonplace in Qiao Weiliang's mouth.

After Qiao Weiliang finished speaking, he raised his hands in a surrender form, with an expression of 'I am here for work, not to take advantage of you'.

Ji Zhen grabbed Qiao Weiliang's waist and didn't let her leave, leaned over, and almost pressed Qiao Weiliang's waist to the extreme: "In order to shoot better, should I add some other exercises?"

The man's tail note is raised, which is a bit dangerous.

Qiao Weiliang was unconscious, not only was he not afraid, but he relaxed his body and lay on the bed, reaching out to pull down the strap of his pajamas: "If you want to do something, as an agent, of course you have to sacrifice yourself to accompany you, not to mention ......"

Qiao Weiliang's voice paused, the hem of the nightdress was lifted open by her, the movements were natural and smooth, and she didn't feel anything at all, knowing that Ji Zhen's brows were so frowning that she could kill a fly, so she could not stop: "Mr. Ji, do you still need me to remind you of the fact that we have obtained the certificate three years ago with more direct actions?"

Ji Zhen's eyes narrowed dangerously, grabbed Qiao Weiliang's hand with one hand, and caressed her neck with the other, as if he wanted to tease, and seemed to want to strangle her.

"What, I can't help it? Don't pretend to be Megumi Yanagishita?"

Qiao Weiliang suddenly hooked Ji Zhen's neck, put it in his ear and asked with a smile, but was pressed on the bed by the man, and his body was tightly attached, Qiao Weiliang could clearly feel how strong and powerful the man's body was.

But he didn't want her, not at all.

His eyes were still cold, and apart from coldness, there was only one emotion left: disgust.

The body's reaction was indeed real, but he had no love for her.

It is said that men love because of sex, but even if Qiao Weiliang doesn't wear anything in front of Ji Zhen, he doesn't have any interest in her.

"Mr. Ji, if you are sick, you can be cured. ”