Hotel.

After getting out of the car, Yu Zexiao still maintained a proud posture, walking in front of him alone, and it was not until he reached the door of the room that he stood aside with his arms crossed - because he didn't take the room card, and he hated the dirty room card that had been touched by countless people.

He wasn't very happy. Although he was sure that Jian Anning was not that kind of bad person, he was still not too happy when he remembered that she had pushed herself to Jiang Yanqi.

- Of course, when he was thinking about this matter, he had completely forgotten that Jiang Tanqi was still shaking with his proximity, if it weren't for Jian Anning's combat power, he was afraid that he would be suffocated to death by Jiang Tanqi now.

However, his mood at this time was indeed not very good. The main reason is because of a cold.

Because, this guy has just refused Jian Anning to dress him several times, in early summer, in the light rain weather, insisted on wearing only a thin T-shirt, and talked to her at the door for a long time, and it rained for a long time.

When I was in the car just now, I couldn't feel it. As soon as he returned to the hotel and stood waiting for her, the wind passed through the window of the corridor, and his brain quickly floated a trace of scattered and boring emotions.

"Why are you here?" Finally, when he saw Jian Anning running over in a hurry, he immediately frowned in displeasure.

Jian Anning was speechless, he was 183, nearly twenty centimeters taller than her, with slender legs, just got out of the car, he didn't care that she was still packing his things behind, and rushed in extremely fast. She packed up her things and got out of the car, Yu Zexiao pressed the elevator from the parking lot first, and went up by herself without waiting for her. It still takes time for her to wait for the elevator, how can she be faster than him?

And in the bag she carried, except for a little of her own. Everything else is Hiroshi Uzawa's stuff. There is his change of clothes, his hand sanitizer, his disinfectant, special facial tissues, his lunch box for lunch, his mobile phone and a laptop. It's heavier than the schoolbag she carried when she was studying!

However, at this time, Jian Anning didn't bother to bother with him. has been with Yu Zexiao for a long time, and she can be regarded as gradually understanding his temper. Don't think of him as a normal twenty-eight-year-old adult man, but as a little pot friend in the five-year-old kindergarten class. No matter what rude and ridiculous demands he makes, he must pretend to be a kneeling and licking posture of "you are right, you are too right" on the surface, and he will not lose his temper with you when he is happy.

I opened the door and went in, and turned on the light. The white fluorescent lights lit up in the room, and as soon as Jian Anning turned around, he saw Yu Zexiao's beautiful muscle-flesh-

Just in the car, when I was outside, I couldn't see too clearly because of the bad light. Yu Zexiao was wearing a thin white T-shirt, and when he was drenched in the rain, he suddenly became a little transparent. The fine white cotton fit his slender body. In the strong white light, he seemed to be able to faintly discern the strong pectoral-abdominal muscles inside him......

Jian Anning only glanced at it, then turned his face away, not daring to look at it again. She put down her bag, immediately went to the bathroom, took a towel, wrung it out and handed it to him.

"You're all wet, wipe it off."

Yu Zexiao frowned, didn't take the towel in her hand, but suddenly, slowly began to take off her shirt!