"Hey!"

An Xiaoxi poked Qiao Wenhan's arm and motioned for her to be put down.

All the way from the living room to An Xiaoxi's bedroom, but the door of this room couldn't be opened.

Qiao Wenhan still didn't put An Xiaoxi down, and walked to the gatehouse to find the steward.

"Hey!"

An Xiaoxi felt ridiculous, obviously it was just a mouth, a trivial matter. Qiao always moved the crowd like this, but it made her very squeamish.

"Isn't it a mouth hurt? So many words. ”

Qiao Wenhan squinted at Xiao Nizi in his arms, An Xiaoxi was like a deer meeting a lion, and he recognized it for a second, and immediately quieted.

I don't know which naughty one blocked the keyhole of An Xiaoxi's door. You have to ask someone to pick the lock.

This icy and snowy winter wax moon is deep in the mountains, and the person who picks the lock will not come until tomorrow.

Almost as soon as he heard the housekeeper's words, Qiao Wenhan picked up An Xiaoxi and walked to his room.

"Woo woo" An Xiaoxi babbled, covering her mouth and making a sound.

Qiao Wenhan lowered his eyes, and his voice was slow and impatient, "What?" ”

"If you tell me to shut up, I'll shut up and talk."

"Challenge me?"

These words have their own cooling effect, and An Xiaoxi trembled when she heard it. I went to his room now, and I didn't know what was going to happen...... The last time I entered Qiao Wenhan's room, the experience was not very good.

The thought of it will be red-faced.

Slowly, the burning heat on An Xiaoxi's face burned behind his ears and quickly reached his neck.

What's wrong with the Qiao family, why did they build the house so big? An Xiaoxi was anxious.

Walking through the corridor, a few workers were clearing the snow, and saw An Xiaoxi being picked up by Qiao Wenhan like a silkworm baby, all the way to Qiao Wenhan's room.

Isn't this the rhythm of the ancient concubines sleeping with the emperor?

Qiao Wenhan was afraid of noise, so he specially chose the innermost room. If he wants to do something later, won't he call the heavens and the earth unspiritual?

Something is wrong.

Finally, after being hugged by Young Master Qiao for a few minutes, he landed.

An Xiaoxi's expected smooth landing failed, and with a "boom", Qiao Wenhan threw An Xiaoxi on the sofa.

Qiao Wenhan moved his muscles and bones, propped his hands on the back of the sofa, and wrapped An Xiaoxi in his arms.

"How much did you eat?"

I had a premonition that it was another sarcasm, but Young Master Qiao's face was right in front of him, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, looking straight at her, and it was not easy to dodge.

"Chicken soup...... Ham...... Broccoli...... Shrimp...... Sirloin...... Potato ......" Ann Xiaoxi said slowly the food that she had eliminated for dinner.

"What else?" Qiao Wenhan's face got closer and closer.

"Two bowls of rice, one plate of strawberries......"

"Are you a pig?"

The corners of Qiao Wenhan's mouth rose, and the word pig seemed to be his laughing point.

An Xiaoxi knew that Qiao Wenhan always thought she was fat, but his food was so delicious that he couldn't help it. In the more than a month I lived in Qiao's Mansion, I grew six pounds.

An Xiaoxi hurriedly waved his hand, "I'm a pig?" Have you ever seen a pig eat a pig, I just ate so much ham. ”

Say it's too late, that's fast, "uh" sound...... Facing Qiao Wenhan's delicate and handsome face, An Xiaoxi did the most embarrassing thing in his life, and he burped a lot.

Seeing Qiao Wenhan's face turn from fair to iron-blue.

It's miserable, it's going crazy.

An Xiaoxi was so anxious that she hurriedly found a soft pillow on the sofa to cover her face.

Qiao Wenhan pulled the soft pillow hard, An Xiaoxi desperately grabbed it, and refused to let go.

Such a humiliating thing was when Mr. Qiao was half-ridiculous and half-flirting. An Xiaoxi really wanted to dig a small hole in the soft pillow and get in.

The two of them were at a stalemate like this, but where was An Xiaoxi Qiao Wenhan's opponent.

With a strong pull, the satin soft pillow was torn open, revealing snow-white cotton scattered all over the sofa. Due to the inertia of the tearing force, Qiao Wenhan threw down and pressed An Xiaoxi in front of him.

An Xiaoxi's whole person was tightly covered by Qiao Wenhan, and the faces of the two were only a few centimeters apart.

It stands to reason that this is a barely romantic moment.

The yellowish table lamp has a dark and ambiguous atmosphere. Qiao Wenhan's eyes are mesmerized, and An Xiaoxi's pink lips are delicate.

It is not impossible to misfire.

However, at this time...... "Ahhhhh An Xiaoxi, who has been sneezing for the past few days, never expected that at this moment, God would reward her again.

It happened to be sprayed on Qiao Wenhan's face, and there were a few grains of rice.

Ruthless Qiao Wenhan, arrogant and invincible Qiao Wenhan, he didn't even blink an eye. I just saw that my pupils were vibrating.

"Ann. Small. Creek. ”

Every word was like a spell from the judge, and An Xiaoxi's legs were weak and panicked.

"Yes."

The voice was shaking.

"You're going to die today!"

Dead? What is dead? What does it mean for a man to press a woman and say that she is dead? An Xiaoxi's brain was a mess.

"I was wrong! I was wrong! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! ”

I can't remember how many times I even said, "I'm sorry." ”

But Mr. Qiao was unmoved, grabbing An Xiaoxi's hands with both hands, she couldn't move, and was completely controlled under this man.

"You don't care about the villain, I really didn't mean to...... Yushu Linfeng Qiao Wenhan ...... The suave Qiao Wenhan...... The most handsome Joe boss in the world? ”

Pile up all the beautiful words that can be thought of, the more you talk, the more you feel empty, and the more you say, the quieter your voice becomes.

Qiao Wenhan's hand clenched tighter.

Those rice grains were attached to Qiao Wenhan's cheeks and the corners of his mouth, which was extremely funny.

With such a handsome face descending from heaven and earth, with a few grains of rice on top, An Xiaoxi wanted to hold back. Originally, the picture was too beautiful to see, but it was close to the eyes and had to be seen.

With a thud, An Xiaoxi laughed.

Qiao Wenhan stood up and wiped his face, and there was still one that hadn't been removed. An Xiaoxi reached out to help him take it away, but before his hand could be retracted, he grabbed it firmly again.

"Go to bed."

Qiao didn't look at An Xiaoxi, locked the door of the room and went straight to the bathroom.

After a while, the sound of "bang-la-la" water came from the water.

An Xiaoxi's heart seemed to have kicked several deer, constantly bouncing around, disturbing her upset.

Take a shower, go to bed, and die.

There is already more critical information, and today I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape.

The sound of the water stopped, and An Xiaoxi was so nervous that she was short of breath.

The "time of death" is approaching.

It's over, it's over, it's over

The bathroom door opened, the water vapor was hazy, and Qiao Wenhan came out wearing a white bathrobe.

The hair is wet and the neckline is wide open.

The muscles of the calf are slender and beautiful.

An Xiaoxi couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Go wash!"

Qiao Wenhan wiped his head and threw the towel he had wiped over on An Xiaoxi's head.

Seeing An Xiaoxi's slow swallowing, he refused to give in.

Qiao Wenhan stepped forward slowly, lowered his head, and said in an unprecedented ambiguous tone, "Don't go, are you waiting for me to help you?" ”

The nightgown is half-open, the chest muscles are looming, and the strong muscle line reaches to the waist.

If it weren't for that belt, it would have been unobstructed.

Ann Xiaoxi ran to the bathroom like a fugitive.

Grabbing Qiao Wenhan's used towel, and the scent of his shampoo.

At the same time, there was still the fragrance of the shower gel that Qiao Wenhan had just used in the bathroom, and it would not be long before An Xiaoxi's body would be dyed with that luxurious and intoxicating fragrance.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes.

Ann Xiaoxi employs delaying tactics in the bathroom.

"Knock knock" Mr. Qiao finally couldn't help but knock on the door.

"Not yet!" An Xiaoxi responded loudly with a weak heart, obviously her fingers had been wrinkled by hot water bubbles.

"It must be good in three minutes."

An Xiaoxi hurriedly turned off the water and wiped the water off her body.

Looking left and right, my heart became more and more panicked.

There were no dressing gowns in the bathroom, only a towel to wipe the water. Going out naked is equivalent to being delivered to the door. The clothes she changed out were all wet with moisture, and An Xiaoxi fell into a huge crisis in her life.

Three minutes passed quickly.

Qiao Wenhan knocked on the door again, only to hear a soft "click" of the bathroom door. The door opened.

An Xiaoxi barely wrapped her upper and lower body with a towel, which was a nightclub-style miniskirt.

Qiao Wenhan took off his nightgown and only wrapped his lower body with a large bath towel. One hand was propped up on the bathroom door frame, and the other hand was crossed on his waist, blocking An Xiaoxi's way.

"Washed."

Raising his eyes to look at Qiao Wenhan, with his wet hair, An Xiaoxi's voice was so small that it was almost inaudible.

Qiao Wenhan pulled out a dressing gown from the closet and put it on An Xiaoxi's shoulder. When I turned my back, the beautiful shoulder line was revealed.

There is plenty of heating in the room, and Qiao Wenhan's habit at night is to wrap himself in a bath towel after taking a shower, and then ...... Fade ...... Fall asleep.

An Xiaoxi slowly closed the bathroom door, changed Qiao Wenhan's men's nightgown, and directly turned it into a knee-length skirt.

"Whiskey or cognac?"

Qiao Wenhan went to the wine cabinet, chose his favorite crystal glass, sandwiched ice cubes, and poured wine.

"Can I choose Yakult?"

This sentence is sincere, eat at night, An Xiaoxi urgently needs probiotics to help.

Qiao Wenhan's hand pouring wine stopped, turned around, and only glanced at An Xiaoxi, and she knew that the answer was "no".

Qiao Wenhan pointed to the bed, took a wine glass in one hand and walked to the bed.

Qiao Wenhan, who has liked swimming since he was a child, is far from being comparable to ordinary stars.

The mermaid line is clearly visible, and the bath towel is pulled low, which is easy to make people think about it.

"Bedtime." An Xiaoxi flashed all the past costume films in her mind.

What was wrapped in red satin and sent to the emperor's bedroom, what Fengluan Chunenche, probably every girl who served the tyrant was so nervous for the first time.

Still thinking wildly, Qiao Wenhan touched An Xiaoxi's calf with an iced wine glass, which frightened her and quickly shrunk, like a boiled shrimp, and her face was flushed.

"What? Nervous? ”

Qiao Wenhan took a sip of wine and put the wine glass on the bedside table.

Arms wrapped around An Xiaoxi's shoulders and put her down smoothly.

Through the thin bathrobe, the fingertips slided.

An Xiaoxi was so nervous that she didn't dare to open her eyes.

Qiao Wenhan also lay down and slept on An Xiaoxi's long hair.

The tips of his fingers caressed An Xiaoxi's cheek.

found that An Xiaoxi was trembling.

Qiao Wenhan was puzzled, that day in the mall, he met a man who claimed to be An Xiaoxi's first man, and the man was full of words, An Xiaoxi could not be inexperienced.

"Are you ......?"