There was movement outside the door, probably because Michael felt that the people in the toilet had been staying too long and were a little anxious.

Song Weiwei didn't plan to pay attention to him, now that she was covered in the smell of alcohol, she naturally wanted to take a hot bath to wash away her fatigue.

Standing at the toilet door, Michael raised his hand and hesitated to knock on the door.

Sure enough, no one answered, and it wasn't until there was the sound of water inside that Michael dropped his hand knocking on the door. He was about to return to the living room when he glanced at the bed that still had residual warmth, and involuntarily walked over and lay down on it.

The person asleep in this bed was the girl he wanted most, with dark hair and stubborn little red lips, and God, he wanted to bite on it.

Michael grabbed the quilt beside him and sniffed it in front of his nose, the fragrance came from the lotion that the girl wiped her body every night, and the faint scent of camellia came from.

He couldn't help but imagine that the soft quilt in his arms was the girl in the bathroom, an extraordinary possessiveness swept through the body, Michael held the whole quilt tightly under him, his eyes were blurred with a trace of lust, he wanted to die of lust on this girl, and expressed how much he loved with his body, thinking about it, the quilt under his body made Michael crumple up.

The girl, who didn't know anything about this, was applying shampoo to her whole body in the toilet, and she was very wary of men, and checked whether the bathroom door was locked before she went to the shower with confidence.

About ten minutes later, Song came out of the toilet wrapped tightly. When she saw that there was no one in the room, she called Michael's name, and soon the man walked in with coffee: "What's wrong?"

"Why don't you leave...... Song muttered slightly: "I thought you were going back for so long." ”

Michael put down the cup and leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, unable to make out of control on his face.

"Wait and go. He glanced at Song's slightly exposed skin, which was as white as cream on a high-grade pudding, and Michael's eyes darkened.

"I'll blow dry your hair. ”

Sitting at the dressing table, Song Weiwei found that because Michael was too tall, the mirror in front of her could only reflect the part of his body below the neck, and she couldn't see what expression Michael had on his face at the moment.

Song Wei began to feel a little embarrassed, and the hand that was helping her take care of her hair in the back touched the skin on her neck intentionally or unintentionally, which made Song Wei get goosebumps.

"Hey... I said, I'll just do it myself. She was a little scared, because she couldn't see Michael's facial expression, and Song Weiwei began to become more and more uneasy.

“…… Michael, that's enough! Song waved the big hand that moved around her neck slightly, grabbed the arm holding the hair dryer and got up, just about to open the distance, she was pulled into her arms.

Michael smiled cheekily enough, he brushed away the broken hair that was scattered on his cheeks, and even the most cold handsome face was overwhelmed by love.

His palm had already touched her face a few times at some point, and finally stopped on the red lips that he was thinking about and touched again.

“…… Ich liebe dich.”

Song Weiwei didn't understand what he was saying, and just as she was about to ask, Michael grabbed her hand and kissed Song Weiwei slowly.

In the past, the kiss between the two people was not pleasant, because it was always Michael who used it strongly, although this time Song Weiwei still tried to resist Michael, but slowly he also fell into this lip and tooth game.

She was like a disoriented boat, grabbing the mast in front of her and refusing to let go, until both of them were out of breath, Michael lifted Song's slightly lowered little head, and asked word by word: "Do you want to stay with you?"

This woke up Song Weiwei, and the passionate little flame was completely extinguished, and she bit her lip and pushed Michael away.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry. Song gritted his teeth slightly, not daring to look at him.

"Okay. Michael touched Song Weiwei's head, "It's almost time for me to go back." ”

"Hmm. Song pulled out a slight smile and gave it back to him.

Just as she was about to send Michael out, Selena came back, only to see her staggering into the house and throwing her handbag and taking off her high heels.

Michael frowned, and once again confirmed: "Really not going with me?"

Song blushed slightly and shook his head: "You go quickly, I'll take care of her." ”

"Yo...... Hiccup, I thought who was this. Selena flicked her long hair back, and glanced back and forth between the two of them with ambiguous eyes, "You sent us back slightly?"

Michael didn't plan to respond to this drunk woman, but for the sake of Song Weiwei's concern for her, he opened his mouth and said, "Yes, I see that the time is a little late, so I'll bring her back first." ”

Selena took off her mink coat, and the little assistant behind her hurriedly stepped forward to take it, sweating and afraid to speak.

"The kind-hearted big bad wolf is going to eat and wipe our upright bunnies...... Hahaha. ”

Michael smiled and motioned for the assistant to help the person into the inner room to rest.

Outside the door, Song scratched his hair slightly embarrassed, "See you tomorrow." ”

"See you tomorrow. Michael smiled at the corner of his mouth, and before leaving, he didn't forget to turn around and leave a kiss on the girl's cheek: "Merry Christmas, my girl." ”

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