The door of the bathroom opened, and Qiao Nian walked out in a very subtle mood wearing a teenager's loose home clothes.

This kind of novel-like plot like wearing a boyfriend's white shirt is happening to me now.

She had a heart-pounding nervousness and other emotions she didn't know what they were.

Can't panic, can't panic.

It's just borrowing a friend's house for a night and borrowing a friend's clothes to wear.

Steady, steady.

Qiao Nian took a deep breath and didn't face Huo Shen head-on.

Huo Shen was already holding his clothes, passed by him quickly, and only threw down the next sentence, "The hair dryer is in the room, remember to lock the door before going to bed." ”

Then she watched as the boy walked into the bathroom like a 100-meter sprint.

Then there was a heavier sound of the door closing.

It seems like.... As he passed, she could smell a faint smell of alcohol on him.

Did he drink?

And his last sentence "remember to lock the door before going to bed", why did she hear some gritted teeth, like a forbearant tone?

Qiao Nian walked into Huo Yan's room with doubts.

As always, it was simply furnished, with a single bed and a desk with nothing to do.

A black hair dryer is placed on the bedside table.

She picked up the hair dryer, and when she flipped the switch, she heard the sound of a shower coming from next door.

Qiao Nian's gaze shifted, and his face was a little red.

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Huo Shen took a cold shower for a long time before he came out of the bathroom slowly.

He only used a towel to tie the lower half of his body, and his body was slender and powerful with cold vapor, and his waist and abdomen were extremely beautiful.

His hair was half-drenched on his forehead, and he couldn't see the way clearly.

Huo Yan raised his hand casually and combed his hair back, just when he heard the sound of the bedroom door opening.

"Huo Yan, do you want to use a hair dryer?"

Qiao Nian, who had already finished blowing her hair, opened the door, and suddenly saw a picture with a strong visual impact.

The young man who brushed his wet hair back with his hands was in excellent shape, and his face was cold and delicate.

Especially now squinting at the past, the evil aura is charming.

it!

What a big night, what is he trying to do so temptingly!

"Here you go."

Qiao Nian's cheeks were red, his eyes were almost closed, and he shoved the hair dryer in his hand hard.

Then he ran back to his bedroom and closed the door.

This was the first time she had seen the boy's spring scene so closely.

Feel..... It's really exciting!

Qiao Nian grabbed her hair, and then stuck her head on the bed, rolling silently.

The smell of this quilt....

It is a crisp mint flavor.

It's the smell of his body....

Qiao Nian's movements stopped, and the ghost envoy looked down and sniffed his arm.

Then he buried his flushed face in the quilt and rolled it.

Huo Yan, who was standing outside, looked at the hair dryer in his hand with some amusement.

He recalled that when the girl came out just now, her long freshly dried hair was softly draped over her shoulders, and her facial features were soft and delicate.

The overly loose clothes exposed the fair skin around her large collarbones.

And the trouser legs were pulled up by her, revealing the same white ankles.

It's white.

It's also breathtakingly beautiful.

easily defeated the calmness he had finally picked up.

"Damn."

Huo Shen lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes covered the dark color of his eyes.

He glanced at the natural reaction and resigned himself to going into the bathroom again.

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Midnight.

Because of the relationship between the bed.

Before morning, Qiao Nian woke up.

She gets up from the bed and gently opens the door, wanting to go to the bathroom.

There was no light in the living room, and through the faint light outside the window, she saw Huo Shen sleeping on the sofa.