Chapter 1142 I Love You...... Voice.

All night, in this villa.

Wherever Jiang Yansheng went, Huo Xiumo had to follow, to firmly shrink her slender figure in his line of sight, and the lights on the second floor were turned on and extinguished.

Jiang Yansheng walked into the master bedroom, and he was reluctant to come in.

She put a few boxes of medicine on the sofa, slowly raised her head, her eyes fell on Huo Xiumo's body, pursed her lips and said, "Go to the bathroom and wash your face." ”

Huo Xiumo stood still, and stretched out his big slender hand in front of her.

If she wants to shave, she has to watch.

Jiang Yansheng hesitated for a moment, and finally put his white hand in his wide palm, and stood up from the sofa with a slight force.

The light in the bathroom was turned on, and in the bright light, the tall figure of the man and the slender figure of the woman seemed to be reflected in front of the wall as if overlapping, her eyebrows were lowered, and her face was very white and faint in the halo.

Huo Xiumo approached with his head down, and because of his tall figure, he tried to lean over and close the distance with her, and his dark eyes were still staring at her every move.

Jiang Yansheng turned around, drenched the white towel with hot water, and then applied it to his handsome cheeks, and his white hand picked up Huo Xiumo's big hand and asked him to hold himself.

Men's razors, softening balm, and aftershave are all resting on the sink.

Jiang Yansheng counted the time, then picked up the sharp razor with his fingers and aimed it at his perfect jaw.

A man like Huo Xiumo, who has experienced life and death, has survived all by breathing, and will definitely not let anyone aim the sharpest thing at him.

And now he looked at Jiang Yansheng with a razor in his hand, and he didn't even mean to avoid it.

Jiang Yansheng stood on tiptoe slightly, his dark eyes were very serious, revealing pure feelings, and he carefully used this razor to slowly scrape off the stubble on his jaw.

This time is long, the moment she scraped off all the stubble on Huo Xiumo's face, her eyes reflected a handsome face, as if she was still the young and mature him back then.

At all, it doesn't look the same.

Only the heavy anger hidden in Huo Xiumo's eyes has changed, and it is not as indifferent as it was back then.

Jiang Yansheng's fingers grasped the razor little by little, forgetting to release her strength, until the inside of her fingers was cut, and the hissing touch made her suddenly come back to her senses.

She frowned and let out a low cry.

Huo Xiumo's handsome expression changed greatly, and he took her white hand to look at it, and under the light, there was a very shallow blood mark on her white finger, which did not seem to be a serious wound, but it looked like a fatal wound in his eyes.

"Does it hurt?" He bowed his head and kissed her finger like a treasure with thin lips.

Jiang Yansheng's fingertips shrank, and it hurt at that time.

Huo Xiumo made a big fuss, insisting on dragging her out, rummaging through the boxes and cabinets to find the medicine box, if she wanted to say something, a thin anger would appear in his eyes.

Jiang Yansheng had no choice but to shut up and let the man deal with the slight wound on his finger.

"Don't touch the knife next time." Huo Xiumo wanted her to shave herself, but she didn't expect to hurt her hands, not her own face.

His pity for her was unabashedly revealed.

It seems that a little injury is enough to kill him.

Jiang Yansheng's eyes were very sour, don't look away, don't want to face his handsome face back then.

Huo Xiumo shaved, the kind of hormonal exuberant air