As the zipper slides down, the woman's fair skin shines through the air.

"If your clothes are so dirty, is someone bullying you?"

He was caring, and his voice was not stern, but it was mixed with endless coldness, which made the newly injured woman sound like she wanted to cry.

The tip of her nose was slightly sour, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with a layer of mist: "No one has ever felt so sorry for me." ”

"Why are you so nice to me?"

He squeezed the shower gel with both hands, wiped it all over her body, and squeezed the shampoo and applied it to her hair: "It's not like to be my woman, I'll hurt you." ”

"You forgot?"

"I haven't forgotten." She couldn't hold back her tears, her little face buried in his chest.

"It's the first time I've helped a woman take a bath and wash her hair."

"Such an honor, you still cry."

Jing Yihuan put away her tears and said flatteredly: "It's the first time for me." I didn't cry, I just got my eyes spicy from the shampoo. ”

"This thing is custom-made, not spicy to the eyes." He wiped her tears with his hand, "It's not beautiful to cry." ”

"Take a shower and get a good night's sleep."

…

Because both of them stayed awake all night, after taking a shower, they lay down in bed to catch up on sleep.

Lu Yuting hugged her and asked again and again: "Are you really being bullied?" ”

If someone bullies her, he will chop them up.

"Nope." The little woman blamed herself a little, "I'm the one who caused you trouble." Because she didn't settle the marriage, she thought he would be furious when he found out.

He grabbed it with his big hand and hugged her: "You just need to remember that at the moment, it's my woman, and that's fine." There's nothing troublesome about it, there's something you can't solve, I can help you too, huh? ”

The smell of danger filled her surroundings.

Her heart was beating faster, and her blood was surging uneasily.

……

This night, Jing Yihuan slept until twelve o'clock at noon.

Sleepiness still swept over her body, and as soon as she woke up and sat up, Jing Yihuan heard Lu Yuting's voice: "Someone is looking for you." ”

"You mean, my best friend Jaeun?"

"Hmm."

"......" Jing Yihuan was suddenly at a loss, "What if, what if she knows about our relationship!" "At first, she hid her kindness, but not intentionally, but out of necessity.

I can't let everyone know that she is just Lu Yuting's love. Person!

"I told her, you're my girlfriend."

"Suffered! Jayn won't believe me. ”

She scrambled out of bed, and when she got out of bed, she went barefoot to open the cloakroom.

The cloakroom is in the master bedroom, separated by a door, the area is larger than the master bedroom, since she moved in, Lu Yuting has asked the designer to customize a room full of clothes for her.

In addition, it is equipped with many expensive luxury bags, jewelry......

"Boss Lu, what am I wearing?"

"Why didn't you pick out clothes when you were with me?" How can a girlfriend be like going on a date? Seems more important than him?

"Hmm...... You're not going to be jealous, are you? ”

"No, it won't."

"That's good." Also, the dignified young master of the Lu family, how could he eat her vinegar? It's her narcissism!

Jing Yihuan picked and chosen, and really didn't know what to wear, because these clothes were too beautiful.

Lu Yuting said: "You look good in whatever you wear." ”

"You're really good at talking." The feeling of being with him is like sugar, so sweet.

…