Zhou Jinhuan waited in the bath, there was no movement for a long time, and he was about to get up to find out, when he raised his eyes and saw Xiao Jingzhi who had just walked to the screen.

Crimson, who had finally gone down, immediately came up again, and in a hurry, Xiao Jingzhi hung his clothes on the screen and hid in the outer room.

This is simply an unimaginable picture, Zhou Jinhuan looked down at his looming snow-white chest, and smiled stupidly: Is it quite innocent?

Looking through the screen and looking at the probe, Xu was trying to hide his panic, Xiao Jingzhi was sitting precariously, his back was straight, and he drank a cup of tea a little distracted.

should have sensed Zhou Jinhuan's fiery realization, and his hand that was originally on the table kept clicking on the table, and his head hung lower.

Zhou Jinhuan tilted his head and continued to look, not letting him go at all, knowing that he really couldn't help but speak: "Miss Zhou, the clothes are on the screen." ”

Everyone said so, and Zhou Jinhuan was really embarrassed to stare at people anymore, so he got dressed and walked up to him in a few steps.

"Why doesn't Lord Xiao dare to look at me?"

"I didn't ...... No. ”

"And said no, don't lower it any more, or your head will go to the floor. ”

"I really have no intention of being rude to the girl today, if I offend the girl......"

"What if?"

"Huh?"

Xiao Jingzhi really didn't expect Zhou Jinhuan to ask rhetorically, subconsciously puzzled, raised her head and collided with Zhou Jinhuan's eyes, and she smiled slightly, put her hands on the table, leaned forward gently, and the two of them faced each other, breathing each other.

Zhou Jinhuan, who had just come out of the bath, was a little more tempted under the flickering candlelight: there was still warm water on his gorgeous cheeks, his eyebrows were like distant daisies, his eyes were full of autumn water, his full and ruddy lips had an upward arc, his wet hair lingered on his white neck, and a few strands of long hair fell on his face, itchy and with a bit of hot fragrance......

"Xiao Jingzhi, you are the first person to step into my boudoir, what do you say you want to do?"

Xiao Jingzhi is already good-looking, but in the past, he was a dusty and independent appearance, but now his cheeks are crimson and his eyes are moist, which is unbearable, just like a monk who has attained the Tao of a witch, and Zhou Jinhuan is secretly glad that he is the witch.

took a sip of tea to suppress the shock, and without waiting for Xiao Jingzhi to answer, he replied: "Then let me kiss you, okay?"

Such completely unruly words made Xiao Jingzhi's eyes widen, Zhou Jinhuan didn't give him a chance to object at all, leaned over his lips and gently kissed his slightly pale lips, his lips were very soft, but cold, in strong contrast with her heat.

It turned out that he only felt that he was a distant person, but he didn't expect that even his lips were two worlds.

Zhou Jinhuan didn't entangle, he kissed lightly and was about to leave, if it was a dream, why should he fall?

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jingzhi hugged her waist, the two looked at each other, there was no movement for a long time, she chuckled, and was about to get up, but he held her strongly, holding her face, and his lips pressed down, gently, lingeringly, like a sunny rain in winter, gentle and warm.

Both sides of the kiss were very forgetful, until Zhou Jinhuan's hand accidentally touched the slightly viscous liquid and found out that it was blood.

"You go to bed first, and I'll find you hemostatic powder. In fact, she found that his white clothes were bloody at the beginning, but she never thought that he would really be injured.

Of course, she should have thought that if he wasn't injured, how could she kiss him so easily?