The man's chest is wide and stable, separated by a thin layer of clothing, and the mellow masculine breath on his body is intoxicating.

Qiao Weihuan didn't struggle or resist, and was hugged by him.

He Zhengxiao walked with steady steps, occasionally lowered his head, and saw her obedient and abnormal face, and there was a dumbness in her deep voice, "What do you want to play smart?" ”

Qiao Weihuan rolled her eyes at the sky, "I don't have the strength, besides, it's useless to resist." ”

She paused, "Also, I'm really grateful that you saved me today, but can you stop sending people to follow me?" ”

He Zhengxiao didn't stop and laughed lowly.

"You're not stupid."

…… Idiots can see that the place is remote and complicated, no one is following, it is impossible to bump into the crime scene so coincidentally, okay?

He Zhengxiao paused, and his jaw was a little more perfectly lined.

Qiao Weihuan automatically raised his hand spontaneously, pressed the password of the building gate, and then: "......"

Why is she so obedient.

The elevator got closer and closer, and then the shaky sight stopped.

Qiao Weihuan didn't move, and turned his head to look at He Zhengxiao.

He Zhengxiao was half-bowing his head, his eyes dark.

Qiao Weihuan resigned herself to pressing the elevator door button, and then the door opened, they entered the elevator, and she pressed the number representing her own floor.

If it goes on like this, it will become a conditioned reflex, which is really fatal.

At the door of the house, Qiao Weihuan guarded the line of defense and resolutely did not open the door. She put her hand on the combination lock and said worriedly: "I am a woman who lives alone and lets a man into the house, saying that nothing happened, who believes it?" ”

"I believe it." He Zhengxiao's upright posture stood still, he didn't bow his head, Qiao Weihuan couldn't see his expression, he could only vaguely see the corners of his half-curved lips, "I really want you, I'm afraid you haven't gotten off the car yet." ”

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

Very good, dragged to the sky to speak, and also praised his long-lasting combat effectiveness in disguise, He Zhengxiao is really not shameless, but has no face.

However, this person does what he says, he will not be untrustworthy, he will not do anything, and it is impossible for the two of them to stand stupidly outside the door all the time, Qiao Weihuan had to give up the treatment and open the door.

The midday sun is in full bloom, casting a large amount of warmth on the floor through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He Zhengxiao finally put down Qiao Weihuan, his feet fell to the ground, Qiao Weihuan immediately walked away a few steps, moved away from He Zhengxiao, pulled the crumbling clothes on his body, and said, "Thank you today." ”

He Zhengxiao put one hand into the pocket of his trousers, and leaned his slender body against the wall, "There are fewer routines." ”

“……”

Qiao Weihuan changed her face with sincerity: "You go, don't send it." ”

He Zhengxiao picked up the small iron tower decoration on the shoe cabinet, and played with his knuckled fingers over and over again.

Qiao Weihuan fanned his intact left hand to catch up: "Hurry up, hurry up, I'm going to take a bath." ”

He Zhengxiao's fingers stopped, and he raised his eyes, "What's the matter, your hands are inconvenient and you need my help?" ”

Qiao Weihuan was horrified when she heard this, and the sweat and hairs on her body stood up.

This thing might actually be able to do that.

Damn, he really shouldn't be forced to let the wolf in the door because of his powerful aura!

Qiao Weihuan raised his hand and pointed at He Zhengxiao with a solemn face: "I'll tell you, don't force me to beat people." ”

He Zhengxiao slowly unbuttoned a shirt, looked at Qiao Weihuan with interest, and his eyes subtly turned around her.

His lips were thin and sensual, and the words rolled between his lips in a circle, but strangely became an unspeakable bed hobby.

"So hello, this mouthful."

As if preparing to cooperate with Qiao Weihuan's "hobby", it was not enough for He Zhengxiao to unbutton one button, and unbuttoned the second and third buttons, revealing a small piece of wheat-colored chest and tight and resilient muscles.

If he untied it again, he would reveal a narrow waist, a smooth mermaid line, and straight and slender legs......

Why are you so ready to color/seduc?!

Qiao Weihuan's eyes were spicy, and she inexplicably remembered the night when it was in full swing eight years ago.

She went upstairs in a hurry, closed the bedroom door with a "snap", and locked it neatly.

When the living room was quiet, He Zhengxiao stopped undressing and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

"Found?"

"Sort of." On the other end of the phone, Cui Chengchuan's casual voice came.

"Five years ago, Little Butterfly was smuggled to Syria, and half a month later he returned to China with an old professor named Han Shaoqing. After that, she entered the showbiz, and it didn't take long for her to meet the old lady of the Mo family, and with the Mo family to escort her, she could be like this without suffering a big loss. I guess that's why she's with Mo...... What's going on? Anyway, she may have to get married for the sake of the old lady of the Mo family. ”

"Other than that, it's gone."

"Gone?" He Zhengxiao's deep eyebrows instantly became cold, and he said angrily: "You have this ability to do things." ”

"You can't blame me for this, two years ago, the snakes in Syria came to an infighting, and almost all the people who managed the smuggling boats died in the infighting, and the rest of the minions didn't know, I was about to be blown dry in the Middle East in the past few days, and I couldn't get accurate information."

Cui Chengchuan's lazy tone was closed, and he said in a rare and serious manner, "The Xu family's hand can't reach out to the Middle East, I think, your little butterfly may have hidden the news by herself, otherwise there won't be any clues." ”

Hide it......

He Zhengxiao raised his eyes silently, and his gaze fell straight on the closed bedroom door.

in the bathroom.

Warm water runs down your shoulders and sparkles over your fair skin, washing away every part of your body.

Qiao Weihuan carefully avoided the wound and took a long hot bath, the difficulty caused by the immobility made her feel like another fight.

When changing clothes, Qiao Weihuan did not choose home clothes, but changed into a set of conservative sportswear. She opened the bedroom door and walked down the stairs while wiping her hair with a towel, not seeing the shadow of He Zhengxiao.

Qiao Weihuan was happy, the sense of oppression on the man's body was too heavy, so that she had to think about everything first, which was very tiring.

The doorbell rang, and Qiao Weihuan collected her thoughts and went to open the door.

The moment he pushed the door open, Qiao Weihuan swept the handmade leather shoes belonging to He Zhengxiao at the entrance.

Outside the door, Mo Xilin seemed to have not expected her to open the door so quickly, and was stunned for a moment. Following Qiao Weihuan's gaze, he lowered his head and was stunned again.

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

This situation is a bit like being caught by a woman?

Qiao Weihuan smiled self-deprecatingly, looked up and asked Mo Xilin, "Why do you have time to come?" ”

Mo Xilin was silent, and there was a gloom about to come between his eyebrows.

Qiao Weihuan retreated a few steps, gave Mo Xilin a way out, bent his eyes and asked, "Come in and sit?" ”

Qiao Weihuan's hair hadn't dried yet, and three or two drops of crystal water slipped down the ends of her hair, dripping on the towel she hung around her neck. Her fair skin is bright pink, and her slightly raised eyes have a layer of reverie red, which looks like she has just taken a bath.

This time to take a bath?

There's also a man in the house??

Moxi's hand hanging at his side clenched into a fist and strode in. He put the bag in his hand heavily on the shoe cabinet, stared at Qiao Weihuan tightly, and suppressed the emotions in his voice: "It seems that I came at the wrong time." ”

"How so? It's just that someone you know is here, don't think about it. Qiao Weihuan looked at the bag that he "smashed" on the cabinet, and suddenly said, "Are you here to give me a bag?" I'm sorry to let you run on purpose. ”

The green tendons in the corners of Moxi's forehead kept beating, and a stuffy breath in his chest stuck up and down. He closed his eyes, let out a long sigh of relief, forcibly suppressed the discomfort that was churning in his heart, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyelids twitched fiercely.

Qiao Weihuan turned around speechlessly, and sure enough, he saw He Zhengxiao.

The gray and cold of his trousers, his figure is handsome, one hand is in his pocket, and the other hand is idly holding a cup of hot tea, and he tastes it elegantly.

Even if the posture is leisurely, the momentum exuded from the inside out can not be ignored, his sense of presence is extremely strong, and it is simply compared with the huge house, so that people can only feel his powerful aura and irresistible male charm in the whole space.

A strong sense of threat arose in the bottom of Moxilin's heart.

"I haven't introduced it yet, this is He Zhengxiao." Qiao Weihuan thought about it, skipped the introduction of his identity directly, and looked at He Zhengxiao: "My fiancé, Gu Xilin." ”

Mo Xilin's face was ugly and nodded slightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

However......

"You have a lot of good tea at home, if you don't drink it quickly, it will be wasted." He Zhengxiao directly ignored Mo Xilin, and looked at Qiao Weihuan with the corners of his lips slightly curled: "Are your hands okay?" ”

Qiao Weihuan shook his hand wrapped in gauze, "It should be fine, I paid attention to it, it didn't get wet." ”

Mo Xilin only saw Qiao Weihuan's injured hand now, he twisted his eyebrows, and grabbed her slender wrist, "What's wrong with your hand?" ”

"It was cut, a small injury." Qiao Weihuan lowered his eyes, "Don't stand here." ”

She wanted to open the shoe cabinet and help Moxilin get a pair of slippers out.

With a move of his wrist, Moxilin did not let go.

Mo Xilin's fingers tightened, and his tone was unconsciously soft: "I hit my head in the morning, and now I cut my hand again, and I had a high fever a few days ago, what's wrong with you lately?" ”

What's wrong?

was forced to play and sleep with him, and he was almost by a strong woman.

As a fiancé, he didn't know it at all.

He Zhengxiao put down the teacup lightly, and laughed meaningfully when he heard Qiao Weihuan say, "I haven't taken vitamins recently, and my immunity has decreased".

Also as a man, Mo Xilin could clearly perceive He Zhengxiao's ridicule of other males in his laughter.

Moxi looked up suddenly, but He Zhengxiao didn't look at him the whole time, and this complete disregard made the clouds on his face thicker and denser.

Qiao Weihuan was completely speechless, she moved her mouth to explain, but she still gave up in the end.

With just one photo, Mo Xilin will doubt her character, and now that she has seen He Zhengxiao appear in her house, what does she say is useful?

The force on his wrist became bigger and bigger, Qiao Weihuan frowned, and gently pushed Mo Xilin's arm: "I'm a little sore, you let go first." ”

Mo Xilin turned a deaf ear, pulled Qiao Weihuan's body, and asked in a deep voice: "Who is he?!" ”