When he came out of the shower, Fan Wenxi saw that Li Yichen had already taken a bath, and leaned on the head of the bed to read the documents.

Fan Wenxi walked over and sat next to Li Yichen, pulled his sleeve, and looked at Li Yichen with a pair of watery eyes: "Are there any other rooms?"

Li Yichen lifted his eyes and looked Fan Wenxi's whole body up and down, only to see that she was wearing a wide men's nightgown, with a towel wrapped around her head, and then down, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the spring light, and her bulging Adam's apple moved up and down unconsciously.

Li Yichen coughed lightly, looked away, and said lightly: "The guest room is not cleaned." ”

"Huh, then where do I sleep?" Fan Wenxi didn't know where Li Yichen's focus was, but asked suspiciously.

Li Yichen patted the position next to him casually, and said quietly: "Sleep here." ”

Fan Wenxi's little face turned red and hung his head.

Hiss..... Although the explanation is clear, it doesn't have to be so fast, sleep in a bed, she hasn't thought of this step for the time being.

Li Yichen looked at Fan Wenxi's blushing face in front of him, leaned over and gathered her nightgown, and if he didn't cover it again, he couldn't guarantee what would happen next.

Instead, he said casually: "What are you thinking?"

"No... No, I don't. It wasn't until Li Yichen moved to close the nightgown for her that she found that her chest, chest, front was exposed, and she was suddenly embarrassed.

Li Yichen smiled, got up and went to the cabinet to find a hair dryer, and said to Fan Wenxi: "Come here, blow your hair." ”

The latter was a little surprised, before this was to be put aside, she must sit down without saying a word, and let Li Yichen blow her hair.

But now it's different, now he's in charge, and it's a little bad for him to blow her hair.

Fan Wenxi's cheeks were slightly red, and he said softly: "It's better for me to come by myself." ”

As soon as the words fell, Fan Wenxi was picked up by the waist and placed on the small sofa by Li Yichen.

The whole action was done in one go, and she couldn't help but resist, this man was even more domineering than before!

Li Yichen took off the towel on Fan Wenxi's head and carefully wiped her hair, as if he was treating some heirloom treasure.

Fan Wenxi felt his gentle and delicate movements, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable, and his voice trembled a little: "I'll do it myself." ”

Li Yichen hooked her lips, leaned over, put her head on Fan Wenxi's shoulder, and said softly in her ear: "Are you afraid of me?"

As he had just wiped her hair, he could clearly feel her shaking.

"No, I'm so scared it's a dream, and when I wake up, there's nothing. Fan Wenxi tried to raise his hand and touch Li Yichen's face, and really felt his presence.

The man she had lost for so many years was really standing next to her again, how unreal it was.

"I've been there, I've always been there. Li Yichen held Fan Wenxi's hand, kissed her white fingers one by one, and then put it on his face and said softly.

Fan Wenxi is a particularly insecure person, since he was a child, because his parents were busy with work, he has been living with his grandparents, grandparents like to play cards, and they play until late at night every day before going home, except for the occasional two phone calls from her parents, no one cares about her food and clothing.

Living in such a home made her feel very insecure, and it also made her understand that no one in this world is reliable, and only you are the most reliable.

Li Yichen's bony fingers shuttled between Fan Wenxi's jet-black hair.

When his hand touched her scalp, Fan Wenxi felt an electric current flowing through her body, and her whole body was weak and weak.

Turning off the hair dryer, Fan Wenxi suddenly turned around, put his hands around Li Yichen's neck, and brought him down.

Looking at his cold eyebrows, stiff nose, and finally a dragonfly dropped a kiss on his sexy thin lips, and then retreated with a red face.

Immediately, Li Yichen pulled Fan Wenxi back, and the soft lips were imprinted on her forehead, her nose, her face, and finally on her lips.

The tentative touch, the gentle rubbing, tossing and turning.

But he only tasted it and let go of Fan Wenxi.

At this time, looking at the little woman's red and blood-dripping face, Li Yichen was in a good mood.