There was everything in the house, appliances, utensils, just no toiletries, no clothes, especially no women's clothes.

Fan Qingyu's white shirt was originally impermeable, but it was soaked in water, and the black bra inside could be seen, and the inner secret of a 32-year-old leftover girl was exposed.

In order to alleviate the embarrassing situation, Bian Xuedao put down the candlestick and turned around to turn on the faucet that had no water just now.

"Wow!"

There is water, and the water pressure is sufficient.

This......

Bian Xuedao looked around, but he didn't see a towel.

This is normal, he didn't check in, where did he get the towels, others bought them and put them here, I don't know if anyone has used them, he definitely won't use them.

After looking around without a towel, Bian Xuedao, who turned around, looked at Fan Qingyu's upper body again.

He can't be blamed for this, but the black inside the soaked white shirt is too eye-catching and tempting.

And Bian Xuedao has not known the taste of meat for several months, and it is the time of "hunger".

He's really!

Dong Xue runs a winery in France, Shen Fu prepares a new song in the UK, Shan Rao tidies up her mood in the United States, and the three intimate women are all on their own side.

And Xu Shangxiu, this big apple is not allowed to be gnawed, looking at Meng Jingyao's appearance, it seems that he is willing to let him gnaw, but he does not dare to gnaw, once he gnaws, the "price" is too high.

As for the bar club or something, he didn't go much, and he didn't dare to indulge in presumptuousness when he went. He is a celebrity, anyone who can't keep him will recognize him, mobile phone monitoring is impossible to prevent, in case he is used by an opponent and posted on the Internet, it will become a scandal and make headlines.

An absolute scandal!

Looking for a woman is not a scandal, and a boss with a net worth of tens of billions of dollars goes to that kind of place to find a woman, what kind of taste is this?

But everyone has physiological needs!

He's a healthy man in his 20s who knows what it's like!

Looking at Fan Qingyu, who was wet on the other side, he only felt a stream of hot air sinking into the dantian and rushing up to the top of his head.

His gaze moved down from Fan Qingyu's chest, roaming over her lower abdomen, uh...... The waist is so thin, and the hips and hips are just the right amount of plumpness, and now Fan Qingyu is beautiful and sexy in the eyes of Bian Xuedao, so sexy that he "moves his index finger".

At this time......

A thought is like a monkey jumping out of a stone, and a "whoosh" occupies Bian Xuedao's entire mind - on her!

Then another thought echoed in my ears: no, no, I can't mess with women anymore.

The previous thought countered: "Get on her!" Get on her! Let her go, what are you going to do today? Are you okay?

The latter thought said out loud: No, no, I can't mess with women anymore.

The previous thought snorted: Let her go, do you dare to go to the bar to vent, or do you rely on your own five girls at home? With five girls, you are a glorious moral perfection?

The latter thought still said loudly: No, no, I can't mess with women anymore.

The previous thought said disdainfully: There are chic days, but you have to pretend to be dedicated, are you really dedicated? Who do you pretend to see? Guarding yourself like jade and suppressing yourself, has someone sent you a little red flower? What about when you are a cultivator who refines and refines qi?

The latter thought weakly said: No, no, I can't mess with women anymore.

The previous thought said lazily: I'm sorry for this every day, I'm sorry for that, I want to take responsibility for a while, I want to save for a while, I'm tired like a dog, I'm emotionally troubled, I take a lot of responsibility, I look at the scenery in front of people, but when I am alone and have needs, I can only suppress and suppress and suppress, and when I think of women, only five girls can help, and I feel sad for you.

The latter thought was silent for a long time and said: For Xu Shangxiu......

The previous thought smiled presumptuously: Bah! Do you dare to say that if you marry Xu Shangxiu, you won't touch other women? Do you dare? Look at Zhu Haishan, the same heavy life, people dare to play a chic life in the world. Look at you again, you can't afford to put it down, you have gained and lost, you look forward and look backwards, aren't you tired? Isn't it interesting? You were reborn to be a moral pacesetter?

Standing not far from Fan Qingyu, Bian Xuedao's expression remained unchanged, and his heart seemed to be in a frenzy.

Heart-like-madness-tide!

What a life this is!

What went wrong?

recalled that Qi Sanshu painted at the dinner table to describe Chen Xi and Chen Ke's brothers in the car with two female models, as well as some of Chen Xi's affairs in Shudu.

Think about Chen Xi, people enjoy life every day.

Look at yourself again, and live like a model worker and an ascetic.

Recently, I haven't even been on the Internet much, I'm afraid of seeing pictures that expose and tease, and the age of the blood and strength really has nothing to do with perseverance and self-discipline, but if it really comes to the point of asking for help from the five girls, the grievance in my heart......

What's the picture?

Is this how life is passed?

was stared at intently by Bian Xuedao, and Fan Qingyu's neck turned red.

She folded her arms across her chest, bowed her head and said, "The key to the house is on the entrance, I'll go first." ”

Bian Xuedao didn't speak.

After waiting for a few seconds, Fan Qingyu gritted his teeth and walked towards the door of the main guard, and when he staggered past Bian Xuedao, Bian Xuedao suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm, and his hand was very hard, which made her a little painful.

Bian Xuedao turned around and asked with red eyes, "Are you married?"

Fan Qingyu was taken aback by his appearance, his heart was beating very hard, but he didn't dare to resist this man, and whispered, "I'm not married." ”

Bian Xuedao grabbed Fan Qingyu's arm and pulled Fan Qingyu in front of him, the two were almost close to each other, he looked into her eyes and asked, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

Fan Qingyu's eyes suddenly showed disbelief.

Fan Qingyu is not a teenager ignorant middle school student, nor is she a little woman in her twenties who is crazy about love, she is a 32-year-old female interior designer who has worked hard in society for many years and deals with all kinds of people, she had an intuition when she asked the first question just now, but she pressed it down, she felt that it was impossible.

Why is it impossible?

Fan Qingyu has read reports about Bian Xuedao and knows that he is 27 years old this year. But what about her? 32 years old.

She is 5 years older, and she is an old woman in comparison.

Bian Xuedao in front of him, tall and handsome, successful in his career, young and golden, is the top "rich generation" diamond king in China and even in Asia, the woman who shouts on the Internet that she wants to give him a monkey is enough to form several group armies, and how many women dream of hooking up with him to sleep.

Fan Qingyu is self-aware. She knows that she is not beautiful enough, not glamorous enough, not glamorous enough, from an ordinary background, and still old, so even if she has an intersection with Bian Xuedao, she has never been delusional that something will happen, the only thing she wants is to design well, supervise the work well, not be greedy to repay Bian Xuedao's trust, and leave a little favor in case of emergency, because Bian Xuedao is the "most powerful" character she has ever contacted.

What he didn't dare to think of, now, Fan Qingyu smelled a hint of taste from Bian Xuedao's expression and words.

She knew that she was wet now, especially the new black bra she had put on in the morning, and it must have looked sultry.

She read the desire in the eyes of Bian Xuedao, and read the eagerness of the fire to burn.

There are also two questions about Bian Xuedao, if the first question is accidental, then the second question is finalized, here and now, this situation, first ask if you are married, and then ask if you have a boyfriend, do you want to introduce her to someone?

Bian Xuedao gasped and asked again: "Do you have a boyfriend?"

Fan Qingyu could already determine what Bian Xuedao wanted, but when it came to the end, she couldn't tell what she felt in her heart.

Unexpected? very.

Flattered? sort of.

Nervous? Yes.

Of course not!