The feeling of being in the water quickly reminded her of the helplessness she felt in the sea, and she immediately got up and clung to the wall of the tub to gasp.

It's so dangerous, you may not be able to take a bath in the future.

Once bitten by a snake for ten years, I was afraid of the well rope.

Le Ying hurriedly removed the bathtub, and when she came out, she brought out a lot of water and dripped it on the ground, she dried her body with a towel and put on a yukata. As I wiped my hair, I walked out of the bathroom, and the water stains flowed onto the edge of the desk.

When her mother was alive, she was not allowed to go to bed after taking a bath, saying that she would get sick if her hair did not dry out.

She wrapped her hair in a towel and hung a few strands around her cheeks.

Le Ying sat on the edge of the writing desk and flipped through the books on it, some of which were original novels in English, some were works of Houheixue, and some were economic theories.

She is not interested in these books, but there is a Chinese novel that is pressed at the bottom, and she is more interested.

She flipped through it and looked into it earnestly.

It may be the relaxation after taking a bath, which makes Le Ying's eyelids heavier and heavier the more she looks, and she doesn't have much time to fall asleep on the edge of the table.

Without a trace of makeup, when I fell asleep, the corners of my mouth rose slightly, as if I had dreamed of something happy.

At this time, her brows relaxed, and Danfeng's eyes were slightly upturned, making her so charming.

Her white cheeks were thin and angular, and her shoulders were half-bared from her somewhat ill-fitting yukata.

The slightly dry hair is scattered on the cheeks, she doesn't like bangs, so she doesn't have the habit of keeping bangs, and she doesn't style them long, her hair is almost the same length, and half of her naturally curly hair is nested in a towel, and half is scattered, soaking her clothes.

Le Ying hadn't slept like this for a long time, she lay on the edge of the table, breathing evenly, and now she didn't have that kind of anger and coldness at all.

She curled up like a kitten, warming her body.

She is beautiful, not the same beauty as Ehime.

If Ehime's beauty is the kind that all men will be tempted by, then Rakuei is the kind that looks at it quietly from a distance.

Ehime is a peony and she is a lotus.

There are thousands of kinds of beauty in a woman, and she is too protective of herself, never showing this side of her beauty, and is always pursuing her own ability and career.

Le Ying's favorite poem since she was a child is Shu Ting's "To the Oak Tree", the first time she read this poem in junior high school, opened up her new world, she is not a flower, not a vine, not a bird, she is a tree that grows with the half of the future.

Gu Xiujin hurried and finally rushed to her grandmother's hospital room before dinner, and as a qualified delivery person, she brought the dishes of Zhiwei Zhai.

He, the future successor of the Gu Group who had just returned to China not long ago, became a food delivery man bitterly.

Assistant Jin saw him carrying a large bag of lunch boxes at the door, and he was a little embarrassed, so he hurriedly went up to pick it up, and Yu He also came up and helped Gu Xiujin take off his suit and untie his scarf.

"Aunt Yu, is grandma resting?" Gu Xiujin looked into the ward and asked.

"Yes, the old lady talked to Miss Ruan for a while in the afternoon, and she was very happy, and she spent a lot of energy, so she rested." Yu He took the clothes and prepared to hang them up.

"Has Le Ying been here?" Gu Xiujin asked.

"Yes," said Yu He with a smile, "the old lady took a lot of effort to stay and eat." I'm resting now. ”

It turned out that he was staying to eat, and the corners of Gu Xiujin's mouth turned up with a smile.

Grandma's assist, I'm really anxious.

"Let them rest a little longer, I'll go change my clothes." Then he went straight into the back room.

Yu He smiled, now he should have found out that there was an old lady in the back room who surprised him.

Bypassing Grandma's hospital bed, she was still asleep, probably really talking too speculatively, and the old lady had a rare smile on her face.

There were water stains on the floor of the inner room, and Gu Xiujin immediately became vigilant.

Although this room was for escorts, no one came except her, and he had always regarded this as his second bedroom, and now this room was obviously entered.

No one likes to be disturbed in their private space, and Yuhe will not allow anyone to do so.

His sharp eyes swept across the back room, and when he saw the sleeping figure lying on the table, his eyes suddenly softened.

Grandma, she's too anxious.

He could almost hear his grandmother whispering in his ear: I put my granddaughter-in-law in the room for you!

Gu Xiujin sighed, what could he do?

He walked over gently and began to admire Le Ying's sleeping face.

Her long eyelashes moved gently, her breathing was very even, and she fell asleep without blow-drying, so she was still scattered one by one, her face resting on her right arm, and her left hand holding a book.

There is no makeup, no styling, and even, except for the yukata, she doesn't even wear clothes, half of her shoulders are exposed like this, her fair skin and graceful figure are tempting Gu Xiujin all the time.

Gu Xiujin felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, he untied his tie and swallowed his saliva.

He admits that she is beautiful.

If you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?

But, she's so thin.

The angular cheeks, collarbones, and almost skinny fingers made him feel a little distressed.

Girls, shouldn't they be protected and made as beautiful as flowers?

But she's dealing with these people every day!

He remembered the people who had been against her, and he remembered the rumors.

His heart hurt for some reason.

He walked over softly, looked at her up close, and saw her closed eyes and smiling sleeping face.

She finally relaxed completely.

Maybe it's because of grandma's words, maybe it's ......

The closer he got closer made Gu Xiujin even more unable to control himself, and he smelled the breath on Le Ying's body.

Her body fragrance, with the familiar smell of detergent on her clothes, made Gu Xiujin feel as if she had done something bad.

What's the bad thing?

What happened to my woman?

Gu Xiujin comforted herself: Although she is not yet, one day she will become my woman!

With a possessive smile, Gu Xiujin stretched out her hand, picked up Le Ying's undried hair, brushed it behind her ear, and touched her soft earlobe.

He saw a pierced ear, but no studs.

He took another deep breath, intoxicated by her scent.

Le Ying seemed to feel that there was someone around her, took a deep breath, and lived alone for a long time, which made her very sensitive to the changes in the sounds around her, she tilted her head slightly, and the hair that Gu Xiujin had just brushed behind her ears fell down again, and hung down to her chest that seemed to open and close in a yukata.

This is simply a test of Gu Xiujin's determination.

Isn't this gift too big, grandma?

Gu Xiujin leaned very close, her nose exhaled gently, and she blew one or two hairs that had dried out, and Le Ying finally woke up.

The man in front of her was almost nose to nose.

The atmosphere suddenly became dense.