She couldn't even remember Chang Sheng's face, but she never forgot the feeling she had when she first fell in love with him.

Like a cedar fruit hanging on the branches, green and sweet and sour, quietly hidden in the green leaves, waiting to be discovered, but ashamed to be discovered, like the wind blowing through the feathers, with a small expectation, itchy heart.

Rong Jingxian didn't know where to get a towel, wrapped her in her hair, and delicately wiped it in the direction of hair growth.

Gu Weiyang was twisted by him and turned to face him, Rong Jingxian carried the two corners of the towel, split his head and covered his face and pasted the towel on her head.

Before he started rubbing the top of her head with rough movements, in such a state of mind, Gu Weiyang had the illusion that he was covered with a hijab in the boudoir to be married

Before she could experience this feeling, Rong Jingxian had already grabbed the towel and began to rub her head, rubbing, rubbing, and rubbing her scalp.

The soap bubble of beautiful fantasies was thus annihilated, without the slightest defense.

Gu Weiyang was speechless, Rong Jingxian always had a way to ruin her beautiful fantasy. is obviously an immortal-like individual, but he has to make himself simple and rude.

"Can't you just tap it?"

After a few times, Gu Weiyang felt dizzy from being rubbed by Rong Jingxian's towel on his head, and he couldn't find the north anymore.

"This place can't be lightly tapped. Rong Jingxian replied without changing his face, and he had finished wiping it and threw the towel aside.

He looked at her, frowning slightly, as if dissatisfied, and then at himself, as if even more dissatisfied.

Gu Weiyang didn't know where his inexplicable dissatisfaction came from, he looked down, and then noticed that his clothes were really soaking away and sticking to his body.

She recalled the scene where she stood on the roof of the car and howled wolf and instructed everyone to move things, shouldn't it be like this bird the whole time?

Although there is a T-shirt in the way, this looming is more likely to make men blood swell than taking off naked.

It's terrible.

Gu Weiyang covered his face, feeling that he had no face to see people, and he didn't know if anyone had taken a photo.

Rong Jingxian looked at her, first sneered mockingly, and then couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Now that you know how shy, what did you do just now?" It's a pity that he was only wearing a T-shirt and couldn't take it off to cover her shame.

I knew that it was still a suit and shirt when I came out, and at least I could take off a coat for her.

Gu Weiyang was uncomfortable, and he didn't know how to block it, he couldn't block it, Rong Jingxian saw that she was embarrassed, so he simply reached out and fished her up, took her into his arms, and used his body to block her.

"Eh, you're ......"

"Shut up and don't talk nonsense. Do you think you've not walked enough?"

Although this is not completely gone, it is embarrassing enough, Gu Weiyang stopped talking, and just let him hold it, it is better than standing here embarrassed.

It felt like a person who couldn't dance was forcibly called to the stage to dance, standing in an unobstructed place, staring at his every move, mocking people in a film, and boosing.

I lost my face, not only my face, but I lost my whole body.

It is said that in this season, the rain comes and goes quickly, but this rain evil gate, in the afternoon, when it is big and sometimes small, it is non-stop, and it is already evening, and the sky looks like it is going to be dark, and the rain has been falling.

Waiting for the rain to stop, Rong Jingxian ordered to cover the rest of the things with a tarpaulin and move them out of the car and send them to the warehouse, and then they collected the team and left.

Gu Weiyang's clothes were already half dry and half wet after an afternoon, this time she didn't go out with her, she stayed in the building, sitting at the door of the unit and watching a group of men busy back and forth.

Rong Jingxian instructed everyone to move things, shouting for them to speed up.

He just has such a kingly aura, what he says is an order, and no one does not obey it.

Even if the rain makes him wet and his hair falls down and sticks to his forehead, it does not affect his handsome appearance, and his head shape is also good-looking, even if this kind of death sticks to the scalp, he still holds it.

Gu Weiyang paid special attention to the clothes on Rong Jingxian's body because of the fact that his clothes were wet and stuck to his body just now, which were soaked and stuck to his chest.

He is a very well-proportioned person, with just the right amount of bulge, not as exaggerated as Europeans and Americans, but with clear lines and a sense of power that cannot be ignored.

Under the cover of wet clothes, those faint lines look like a fatal temptation, and people can't help but take their eyes off it, and can't help but fantasize about how sexy his chest is close to bronzed skin under the clothes.

When he exerts force, his muscles will rise higher, and when he stands at will, those bulging muscles will return to the original point again.

Gu Weiyang thought of a sentence, the combination of strength and beauty.

As if sensing her gaze, Rong Jingxian suddenly turned his head and just met her gaze.

Gu Weiyang's heart was shocked.

She seldom looked at him with the eyes of a passerby, and the last time she was shocked by his gaze was the moment she first met him at the dinner party, she almost forgot that he was a king, a sharp man whose face remained unchanged when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him.

But soon, the sharpness and composure in Rong Jingxian's eyes eased down, maybe because of the rain curtain, maybe it was Gu Weiyang who had passed the initial shock, at this time she only felt that there was an extra layer of haze in his eyes, still sharp, but not as oppressive as just now.

She smiled at Rong Jingxian, without any thoughts, she just suddenly wanted to do this, a pure, sincere smile.

It's beautiful.

In the rain, the delicate woman sat in the doorway, holding her cheeks in both hands, and her smile was as sweet as honey.

The man's chest felt as if he had been hit by something, and the smile remained in his eyes like a brand, hooking straight into his heart, unable to erase it.

The things were quickly cleaned up, and someone came over to report the situation, but Rong Jingxian didn't hear it at all, still staring at Gu Weiyang's handsome face.

It wasn't until his subordinates made sure that his mind was not here and reported the situation again that Rong Jingxian quietly withdrew his gaze and ordered everyone to retreat.

On the way back, Rong Jingxian drove, Gu Weiyang sat next to him, and Secretary Liang sent Liu Yuan back and didn't come back, so there were only two people in the three-person carriage, which was very wide.

Gu Weiyang sneezed, and without relieving his breath, he hit two more in succession, and immediately felt that his nose began to be blocked and panting uncomfortable.

Rong Jingxian frowned and asked her if she had a cold, Gu Weiyang rubbed her nose and shook her head, stubbornly saying that she was fine.

But she was soon slapped in the face by her own words, her nose became more and more uncomfortable, and she began to have some headaches, her body was fluttering, and the trees outside the window kept retreating, and it looked dizzy.

Gu Weiyang rubbed his temples, not wanting Rong Jingxian to see the abnormality, and pretended to lean against the car window to watch the scenery.