Jiaoyang didn't take it immediately, but stared at Guan Yu suspiciously.

This familiar appearance of the road, is it especially the three-good boy who sank his face as soon as he teased seven years ago, pure asceticism and excellent morality?

Also, it's been seven years, Qin Yu has changed his control, from eighteen to twenty-five years old, he is so outstanding, how can there be a lack of women around him, and his sexual experience is much more skilled than the hairy boy seven years ago.

A man like Guan Yu, who demands the ultimate in everything, is estimated to have practiced thousands of times on other women!

Thinking of this, the scorching sun was sour.

"Is Miss Sheng shy?" Guan Yu coldly lowered her thin lips, "I thought Miss Sheng should have been able to practice for a long time...... Or does Miss Sheng prefer to do it first and then wash it?"

The dark eyes swept faintly over her, and the disgust in the eyes was obvious.

"Who the is shy!" the sun snatched his shirt and went into the bathroom angrily.

When the bathroom door was closed, Guan Yu looked sideways, looked quietly for a few seconds with his cold eyes, and turned to go upstairs.

The sun squatted on the toilet lid for a while, and then stood under the shower, the warm water pouring down her head, she wiped her face, but the cold and clear outline of the man could not be suppressed in her mind.

After taking a shower, Jiaoyang came out in a shirt, wiped his wet hair with a towel, and his eyes wandered downstairs, but he didn't see anyone.

The sun looked upstairs, threw the towel on the sofa, and walked upstairs barefoot.

Holding the master bedroom doorknob, I was about to push the door in, and the door opened from the inside.

Guan Yu had just finished taking a shower, wearing dark silk pajamas, his hair was half dry, his slender fingers were grasping the doorknob, and his dark eyes fell on the hot sun.

As soon as he took a shower, the face of the hot sun was white and red, delicate and clear, and the waist-length black hair was still oozing with water, which wet a large piece of his shirt.

Guan Yu Junxiu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said coldly: "Who asked you to come up?"

Obviously, Guan Yu was very unhappy about Jiaoyang's private intrusion upstairs.

"You didn't say you wouldn't let me come up!"

As if he hadn't heard the man's displeasure, the sun pursed his lips.

Looking at Guan Yu's cold face, she smiled with pink lips, stepped over the door frame and entered, and then under Guan Yu's gaze, she stood on tiptoe, half-lowered her eyes and stepped forward to kiss Guan Yu's lips.

It's just that Guan Yu turned his face away, avoided it, and looked at her eyes, cold and without any waves.

The sun paused, her heels slowly landed, she leaned back against the door frame, hooked her eyes and looked at him, her voice was soft and shy, "Mr. Guan, what about the consequences of saying good? You take me home, you won't just let me take a bath, right?"

As soon as the scorching sun spoke, the tall figure suddenly approached, and before she could react, the whole person took off - Guan Yu hugged her horizontally.

stared at Guan Yu's lower jaw for a while, and then reacted, only to realize that Guan Yu carried her into the next room.

“……”

There was no light in the room, only light coming in from the window.

The temperature climbs, and the breath becomes entangled.

……

Hearing the feast on the closed door, the sun lay on his stomach and emptied his mind for a long time, and waited for his body to recover before he grabbed his shirt and went downstairs.

During the whole process, Guan Yu never kissed her.

Even, she didn't see Guan Yu's expression.

He was methodical, calm, restrained, and even his breathing was only slightly heavier.

The sun ruffled his hair and sneered.

Is it a ghost or a wishful thinking?

Seven years ago, Qin Yu didn't like you, where did you get the confidence to think that Guan Yu would be in seven years?