How could Leng Haochen come over suddenly?

Didn't he go to the company to deal with things?

This piercing scream made Leng Haochen frown unhappily, and said coldly: "Shut up!" ”

The icy voice directly shocked Song Xingchen, she immediately stopped her mouth, covered her hands tightly in front of her, and looked at him vigilantly: "You, why did you come to my room?" ”

Leng Haochen's cold gaze glanced at her, and said indifferently: "This is my room." ”

"No...... It's impossible to ......," Song Xingchen retorted without thinking about it.

This is the room arranged by the maid, Leng Haochen is her stepson, how can this be Leng Haochen's room?

Thinking about it, Song Xingchen couldn't help but shudder, the air conditioning in the room was too full, she reached out and hugged herself, only to find that she only had a bath towel around her.

Damn, she forgot about it.

"You go out first, I'll find a dress to change into." Song Xingchen thought that just now, she had been talking to her stepson like this for a long time, and she was ashamed to find a hole to get into.

"Hmph......" Leng Haochen snorted coldly, raised his feet and prepared to go out.

Song Xingchen saw Leng Haochen turn around, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around to look for clothes, but the result was ......

"Ah......h

It's over!

I had just finished taking a shower, and I was about to fall hard......

Song Xingchen closed his eyes nervously, and suddenly felt a tightness in his waist, and was pulled into a warm embrace, and then the world spun around, and the two of them fell on the sofa behind them together.

And her lips happened to be pressed against a thin, somewhat dry lip.

The lips of the two people were tightly pressed together, and the breath exhaled from the tip of Leng Haochen's nose was even more clearly audible to Song Xingchen.

A flush involuntarily appeared on her fair cheeks, and she wanted to get up, but she didn't know where to put her hand.

Leng Haochen looked at Song Xingchen, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, but he quickly came back to his senses.

She's not An An's mother, she's not her warmth, she's —

Song Xingchen!!

Thinking like this, Leng Haochen suddenly came to his senses, he pushed Song Xingchen away, and said coldly: "Song Xingchen, want to seduce me?" You don't deserve it yet! ”

Song Xingchen's face turned red instantly, and he retorted with some embarrassment: "I...... I didn't try to seduce you, it was an accident. ”

I knew that she would accidentally kiss Leng Haochen, she would rather fall to her death, and forget about being disabled.

Now like this, she is about to die of embarrassment.

"Heh......" Leng Haochen sneered, noncommittal to Song Xingchen's explanation.

Song Xingchen was afraid that Leng Haochen would misunderstand, so he added: "Moreover, I don't know, this is your room, is it...... It was the maid who arranged for me to stay here......"

She finally understood why she felt something was wrong when she first entered the room.

The decoration of the room did not at all look like the style of an old man in his sixties.

The maid who had just taken her back to her room behaved like she hated her as soon as they met, and she must have been cheated by that maid and deliberately took her to her stepson's room.

Leng Haochen hooked the corners of his mouth, his eyes slowly fell, and when he saw her undulating arc, his breath paused slightly.

Song Xingchen followed his line of sight and found that unconsciously, the bath towel on her body had slid down a little.

She was immediately shocked, and immediately pulled the bath towel up, but the bottom couldn't be covered......