He wanted to say something, but finally sighed invisibly, thinking about talking to a drunkard, and leaned over to pick her up.

With her feet off the ground, she screamed in fright, her hands hooked his neck tightly, and she felt that it was inappropriate, and the whole person was like an electric shock that quickly bounced off, and her body almost fell to the ground.

His big strong hands stabilized her body, and the small gentleness in his eyes instantly fell, floating a layer of gray, blocking the way into his heart.

For more than ten years, he knows her best, when he loves, he is a moth to the fire, but if he doesn't love, he can quickly pull it out, her love and hate are always neat.

"Go up and sleep for a while, and I'll make you a bowl of sobering soup." His voice was gentle and shallow with a sense of loss that he couldn't even perceive.

Jiang Ai opened his eyes and glanced at him, the handsome face bathed in the light was slightly tense, and the faint sadness in his eyes flashed away.

Sad? It's a strange feeling.

Why is he sad? And for whom?

But seeing him sad, why did there be a surge of happiness in her heart?

In the master bedroom, he put her on the bed, covered her with the quilt, and turned to go out.

Jiang Ai couldn't sleep anymore, she had a terrible headache, and she thought that she would accompany him to the banquet at night.

She reached out and rubbed her forehead, sat up with her hair fluttering, and staggered to the bathroom.

In the kitchen, Bo Shuyan had already taken off his coat, wearing only a white shirt, the buttons were meticulously buttoned to the top one, the sleeves were rolled up, revealing a small section of lean arms, carefully washing and chopping the ingredients, and under the black and soft hair was a handsome face that made people palpitate at a glance, and every move was elegant and calm.

And Li Hong, who was standing on the side, was very worried, he was as considerate and gentle as ever to Lu Xiaoxiao, but he seemed to be very attentive to his wife, and making decanting soup without fake hands was the most real example.

But these two people don't even give each other the most basic face.

Li Hong thought for a while and said, "Mrs. and Miss Lu had a dispute, and Mrs. asked me to throw Miss Lu out of the way, but I thought that Miss Lu was your guest in the end." ”

"You still know it's a guest?" His big bony hand poured the ingredients in the small bowl into the casserole, and his tone was light, "I chose you because you are the best and most professional, and you have to be worthy of your excellence and professionalism." ”

"I see, sir."

"It's good to know," the rising heat covered the side of his face, and his words were cold and calm, "Do your part." ”

Li Hong hurriedly said, "I understand the young master." ”

Li Hong also worked in a large family before, and she has also seen the momentum of many family heads who are not angry but mighty, as well as the innate elegance and dignity of Miss Gongzi. But the man in his twenties in front of him has both dignity and momentum.

originally thought that she could rely on her experience to leave one more path for herself, but it seems unlikely that she will be able to do so in the future.

About ten minutes later, Bo Shuyan pushed open the door with a tray, looked at the empty bed, his eyes shrank fiercely, and subconsciously looked at the window, the window was closed, and the heavy curtains hung on the side.

The fear on his face was swept away, and he calmly put the tray on the cabinet and walked towards the bathroom.

The door was pushed open, Jiang Ai saw the man striding in, she subconsciously pulled off the bath towel to block her body, and said with fire in her eyes: "Have you fed the dogs in your upbringing?" Don't know how to knock on the door when you enter the house? ”

Bo Shuyan's gaze fell on the woman's body burningly, under the warm lamp, she was like a frightened deer, staring at herself with big eyes, but the crimson had already climbed up her fair and beautiful cheeks, and the water droplets dripped down the tips of her hair to her cheeks, which was vivid and charming. The bath towel was in front of her, but the long straight and slender legs were exposed, and the beautiful collarbones trembled slightly because of tension, which was indescribably sexy.

He always knew that she was in good shape, and when she was fifteen or sixteen years old, she developed better than her peers, but he didn't expect that she was better developed now, and she was a stunner in the world.

In an instant, the blood on his body surged to one place, and his mouth was dry for a while.

He's hard!

Jiang Ai saw that his blue eyes were as hot as fire, glowing with green light, as if he was about to devour himself alive, and the wine that had already woken up half awakened completely. I picked up the shower gel at hand and threw it over.

Bo Shuyan reached out and grabbed the shower gel that Jiang Ai threw over, and his clean and low voice was slightly hoarse, "I finally know why you like to peek at me taking a bath." ”

Jiang Ai looked at the man walking towards him, his thin white fingers tightly grasped the bath towel, gritted his teeth and said, "Who peeked at you taking a bath?" ”

"You," he walked over to her, reached out and put the shower gel back in place, his eyes glued to her body, and the hot and red fruit, sexy Adam's apple moved, "Elle, we are husband and wife." ”

The huge shadow completely blocked the light above her head, and her height of 1.7 meters was tall among women, but in front of a man of 1.87 meters, the whole person was completely covered.

She instinctively took a step back, her back against the warm wall, the whole person was ashamed and annoyed, and stammered, "You...... You go out first, I'll ...... I went out after taking a shower. ”

Her thin lips, which were already red, were a little redder, her whole face was pink, and her lips were like cherries that were invited to be picked.

Jiang Ai saw that he was still looking at herself motionlessly, so anxious that she instinctively stretched out her hand to push, but she didn't think that the bath towel on her forehead fell off, she hurriedly leaned over to pick it up, but her body was scooped up by the man's strong arm and pressed against the wall again.

"Thin ......"

As soon as she looked up, her lips were gagged, and the man kissed her fiercely, deeply, in an irresistible domineering position.

Suddenly, the sound of the heart beating faster and faster......

Her mind went blank, as if clusters of fireworks were exploding in her head!

After a long, passionate French kiss, he gasped and left her lips, his slightly rough fingertips brushing her slightly swollen, hot lips, his eyes dark as if a red fire was burning, "I'll wait for you outside." "The hoarse voice was mixed with extreme restraint.

The weight on her body was removed, the shadow removed, and she took a heavy breath, and everything in front of her gradually became clearer.

She glanced at his desperately restrained body, and his body fell to the ground along the wall, and the whole person seemed to collapse.

So, do they really want to be a titular couple?

The unspeakable sense of absurdity and sadness once again pervaded, very faint, but enduring.

She hugged her already cold body, and suddenly laughed lowly.

A year ago, too, he touched himself like a charity, gave himself two children, and then turned around and took everything from her, sending her to the Infernal Hell!

And this time? What else does he want to take from himself?