Rong Rong came out of the shower, wiped her hair, didn't see Ding Kangtai in the living room, and when she entered the room, she found him still standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The curtains were all drawn, and there was nothing to see outside, so what was he doing standing there?

"Mr. Ding, I've washed it, do you want to wash it." Rong Rong asked.

Ding Kangtai turned his head to look at her, Rong Rong was wearing the home clothes he bought with his own hands, standing there not far away, as light as water, like a landscape, and as if it was another part of his body that should belong to him.

"Shouldn't you change your name?" He paced past.

"What do you call it?" What to do, that tension is coming again. When I wasn't so close to him before, I only felt that he was a god in heaven, something she used to look up to. Now that it's so close, it feels nervous and unreal. She, in fact, is a little afraid of him.

"Do you still call me Mr. Ding? Well? He hooked her waist again, and his other hand landed on her chin, his fingertips sliding over her delicate skin.

"And what should I be called?" Rong Rong asked.

"Perhaps, you can call me Contai, or dear!"

Rong Rong blushed again, Kang Tai was too intimate, and she was not mentally prepared to call it now. Not to mention my dear, she can't scream.

"I think it's better to be Mr. Ding." She said.

"Rong Rong?"

"Huh?"

"Suddenly I realized that you weren't cute at all." He let go of her and went into the bathroom with his pajamas.

He said she wasn't cute? In fact, she is not a lovely person in the first place, and she doesn't know enough about men. Her father died very early, that is, when her father was there, because she had a younger brother, she was not particularly close to her father.

Not to mention her stepfather, who has almost all her impressions of men's inferiority, and at one time she was very afraid of men.

In the few years she has been floating in Hengdian, she has not dared to have too much contact with people, except for work. In the past two years, there have been many filming and acquaintances, but based on work, there is not much contact in private.

She actually doesn't know how to get along with men?

She sighed, wiping her hair as she sat on the couch in a daze.

After a while, Ding Kangtai also came out of the shower, his hair was short, and he dried it in two or three strokes: "Why don't you sleep yet?" ”

"I dried my hair and went to sleep." Rong Rong immediately stood up.

"You're really nervous about me, Rong Rong." He walked up to her, "Am I scary?" Or do you feel like you're stressing out with me? ”

"Not really." Rong Rong looked up. Because he drank wine and had just taken a bath, his face was slightly red, and his slightly wet bangs covered half of his forehead, so he looked handsome and amazing, and he was not at all the inviolable god of the past, but a real man.

He is really good-looking, Rong Rong thinks he is better looking than any male star she has worked with.

She couldn't help but reach out and stroke his face, his skin was so slippery and slightly hot. Rong Rong's heart moved, and she looked at him with wide eyes: "I just don't think it's real, are you real?" ”

"There's another way, let you verify if it's true." After Ding Kangtai finished speaking, he hugged her and kissed her heavily.

THIS TIME, HE KISSED VERY MUCH, WITH A LITTLE TENDERNESS, A LITTLE WILD, A LITTLE BEWITCHING, AND HIS HANDS WERE ALSO LINGERING IN HER VEST.

Rong Rong closed her eyes, and her hand naturally circled around his neck in response. Kissing him was like enjoying a delicious meal, and when he clasped her waist tighter, Rong Rong's hand around his neck tightened, and both of them longed for more physical contact.

Ding Kangtai knows why he is so different to Rong Rong? In addition to her eyes that attract him at first sight, she also has an extremely pure, innocent and extremely sexy temperament. Her softness and sweetness, kissing it like tasting sweet spring liquid, this feeling is too good to make him want to have it even more.

Rong Rong didn't have enough experience in kissing, and after a while, her face was flushed, and her breathing became heavy, only feeling that her lips and tongue were numb and painful, and she felt that her lips were about to be broken by him.

After the kiss, his hands were still clasped on her cheeks and chin, and his thumb touched the corners of her mouth: "Now, do you feel real?" ”

Rong Rong gasped slightly, still hugging him, her head resting on his shoulder.

"Your hair is still a little wet, dry it and go to sleep." He knew that she must not have slept well in the days when she went back, and when she returned home, their family was so small, how could the family sleep well when they were huddled together.

Ding Kangtai found a hair dryer and asked her to go back to her room.

When she returned to her room, he plugged in the hair dryer and had the patience to dry her hair.

Rong Rong could feel his fingertips running between her hair, and she said, "Mr. Ding, are you the second person to blow my hair?" ”

"Who was the first person?"

"My mom, when I was a child, our family environment was okay, and when my dad was still alive. I like to have long hair, but I have a lot of hair and it's easy to get oily, so I often have to wash my hair, and my mom will chase me to blow my hair after washing my hair. This is the most precious memory of her childhood, I thought I had forgotten it, but I didn't expect to think about it again.

"Can I understand that you want me to help you blow your hair later?" Ding Kangtai leaned into her ear and said.

Although she was turning on the hair dryer, Rong Rong still heard this sentence, and she smiled: "Do you want to be my mother?" ”

Ding Kangtai looked at the playful look on the corner of her eyebrows, and turned off the hair dryer for a while: "It's not impossible, my mother will take you to sleep tonight." ”

"......" Rong Rong found that she must be a loser when she quarreled with Ding Kangtai, and he didn't go offline when he spoke.

He blew her hair again, and the girl's hair was thick and soft, and the hair was of very good quality. With such beautiful long hair, he is the only man in the world who has touched it like this, and his complacency rises spontaneously.

After blowing his hair, he went to put the blow blowing style away, and by the time he got back to the room, she was already lying down. Sleeping in a small corner, the remaining large piece was large enough to sleep three of him.

She had closed her eyes and looked like she was really asleep.

If she hadn't been lying down in such a stiff position, Ding Kangtai would really think she was asleep.

He lay down beside her, a wide Milky Way between the two of them, especially as he felt that his little body sleeping in the corner had stiffened even more after he had fallen down. Ding Kangtai thought that she was probably really nervous, so he also turned his back to her and slept.

Rong Rong is nervous, since she was a child, she has never slept with a man in a quilt. Although the relationship has been confirmed and she shares the bed immediately, she still feels that she can't accept it so quickly too quickly.

As he lay down, she bit her lower lip and felt the whole bed shake, making her nervous.

Then the lights went on, and after a long time the room was so quiet that I could hear my own breathing. Rong Rong didn't feel sleepy at all, and couldn't help but turn around.

Dark, always taboo and full of temptation, Rong Rong thought that there was a person next to him who couldn't sleep, let alone a man's sense of presence was so strong. She could feel the breath on him, and even his temperature would flow through the air, stimulating her nerves.

"Can't sleep?" His voice rang out, and he turned around, reaching out to take her into his arms, and turning on the bed lamp with the other.

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