Tang Yong is very tall, more than eight meters tall, Xia Fanjin is only 167, and when he takes off his high heels, he can only reach his chin.

Looking at the chin that was close at hand, a faint stubble appeared, Xia Fanjin suddenly stammered a little when he spoke, "Damn...... Why are you so close? ”

Xia Fanjin kept his eyes level and did not look up at him.

Tang Yong pinched her jaw with two fingers and lifted it up, "There's money on the ground?" ”

The man had just finished taking a shower, wearing only a white bathrobe, and the neckline was loosely opened, revealing a well-textured chest.

The tip of his nose was filled with damp breath, Xia Fanjin's breathing was a little disordered, his heart beat suddenly, and he waved his hand and took a step back.

said with a smile: "If I had money, I would not be able to look at the ground every day." "The subtext is, it's still used here to consume you.

Tang Yong's eyes narrowed slightly, his cold aura was too powerful, and the atmosphere suddenly froze a little.

Xia Fanjin was shocked by this look, and when Tang Yong squinted his eyes or raised his lips and smiled, he always gave people a sense of demonic immediacy.

The hair on Tang Yong's forehead still has damp water droplets, and the stylish short hair has become much softer, adding a touch of sexiness/feeling.

I don't know if the water vapor rushed to his head during the bath, but he looked at the smiling woman in front of him, and his mouth was a little dry.

The bustling night scene sets off her, and it is even more intoxicating.

So, with the instinct of his body and the instigation of reason, Tang Yong approached in two steps, Xia Fanjin retreated in a panic, but he didn't know that he was in his arms, and he was successfully trapped between his arms and the floor-to-ceiling window.

The back is against the glass, and there is no way back.

"Do what?" Playing wall-knocking?

Xia Fanjin's heart beat faster, saying that it was fake that he didn't feel it, no matter how calm he was, Xia Fanjin was just a young girl, and there was still a distance from the old fritters.

What's more, there is a man in front of him who has excessive hardware, and his gestures give people a full sense of strength.

"Kiss." Tang Yong's face was not red and his heart was not beating.

Xia Fanjin took a look at the two people who were about to be airtight, Tang Yong took a bath, wearing a loose nightgown, with a fresh smell on her body, and she was still wearing a gray coat, and her hair, which was blown by the wind, hung down on the sides and was a little messy.

No matter how you look at her, she looks like a dusty man.

Seeing that his thin lips were about to be pressed down, Xia Fanjin suddenly changed the topic, "Mr. Tang, the marriage is over, will you deal with those photos?" ”

Xia Fanjin's reluctant expression was too obvious, and Tang Yong was also a little excited.

Slender fingers pinched her jaw, Tang Yong frowned, his expression sank, "So reluctant?" ”

Tang Yong had already let go of her when he spoke, although he had already met him frankly twice, after all, the first time was unconscious, and last night he was in love, plus a hormonal outburst for a while.

In fact, the ** who wants her now is not so strong.

"Say it is better to each than to his own." Xia Fanjin reminded him that since they said that they were irrelevant, there was no need to do this kind of thing.

Tang Yong immediately showed an expression that made her slightly flustered, and her thin lips were lightly raised, "I didn't say that you don't have to fulfill basic conjugal obligations. ”

Of course, Xia Fanjin understood what he meant.

sneered and scolded in his heart, despicable.

also studied his appearance, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, "Mr. Tang is not clearly playing a trick on me." ”

Tang Yong didn't speak, just looked at her like this, with an expression that I just set you up for what you can do.

Xia Fanjin was speechless.

I didn't expect to meet such a faceless person