The good smell of fragrance came to her nose, and the warm and firm embrace held her whole person in her arms.

"Uncle?"

"Huh?"

Answered softly, with a nasal voice.

Low and nice.

In fact, Luo Xiaoxi often wonders why a person can be so perfect.

Without the slightest flaw, it is as if God had created a perfect object for the world.

And her uncle is the one who is so perfect that there is no trace of flaw.

It's just that he's a man.

"You're holding me like this......"

My heart was racing, my body was hot, and my breath was short.

I can't sleep, I'm not a monk with six pure roots!

There was a hint of languid sexiness in his voice.

"How?"

"It's okay, don't you have to cover the quilt?"

She raised her eyes and met his inky black eyes, which were so dark and dark that she couldn't see through them at all.

The high bridge of her nose and the hot breath exhaled from her nose brushed her cheeks like a feather, tickling and numb.

Further down, there is the slightly thin red lips, which are warm and soft to the touch, but very domineering.

Luo Xiaoxi's face turned red immediately.

In Ye Hanchen's eyes, her eyes were moist, her cheeks were crimson, and she bit her red lip gently.

Like a frightened fawn, with big eyes flickering.

Cute and sultry.

"Are you sure you want me to cover you with a quilt?"

His voice was hoarse and had demagogic power.

As soon as her ears were hot, she couldn't help but shrink her neck.

She seemed to be inviting herself, which was too dangerous.

She almost forgot that her uncle was a normal man in every way.

"I'm afraid you'll be cold, so I don't want to take out a quilt anymore......"

"No need, sleep!"

Was it a delusion, why did he feel that he was a little lost, and his eyes were a little dark?

"But aren't you cold?"

"Hmm!"

"You don't catch a cold, do you?"

He raised his hand to turn off the light, and it was pitch black in the room, except for some light coming in from the windowsill.

The warm nephrite is in her arms, and the nose can clearly smell the unique fragrance of the girl.

Luo Xiaoxi moved slightly, as if a little paw was scratching his heart one by one, and his heart was itching.

There was a beast in his body, screaming and rushing out.

"Don't move!"

It's not a discussion, it's an order, and that condescending sense of oppression can't be ignored.

"If you move again, I'll eat you!"

At this time, Luo Xiaoxi really didn't dare to move.

Pure as her, she didn't think about anything, she felt that her uncle was so handsome, so perfect, and her arms were so warm and strong, so safe.

But his mind is full of those messy things.

Pouting: "Uncle, you men are really ......"

"Huh?"

She thought about it, now she was in his arms, and if she provoked him, she would suffer in the end.

"Nothing, good night!"

Ye Hanchen lowered his eyes, and his eyes were deep in the dark, merging with the dark night.

Like a dormant beast, ready to move.

Open and close your eyes and take a deep breath.

Well, good night wife!

Early the next morning, Luo Xiaoxi got up, and he was in good spirits and happy today.

Singing a song downstairs, Ye Hanchen was sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a tablet in his hand.

"You're my little apple......"

Luo Xiaoxi wore a long white coat and walked downstairs humming a song.

But that's all there is to it......

It seems to be the favorite song of the square dance aunt of the neighboring country.

The long white coat made her complexion more ruddy and her skin fairer.

With long black hair and a simple ponytail, he is both vigorous and youthful.

She smiled and greeted Moli: "Morning, Brother Moli!" ”

Energetic and youthful young girls are always so good-looking, as if they have their own halo.

Mo Li smiled lightly: "Morning, Miss Luo." ”

Mo Li sighed in his heart, it seems that the two gods slept well last night, and they seem to be in a good mood today.

Thinking like this, his gaze naturally swept towards Ye Hanchen.

Someone still has that cold and noble face, and there is not much expression on his handsome face.

But with such an expressionless face, just sitting there, there is a kind of imperial coercion and deterrence, which makes people want to bow down to this person inexplicably.

Of course, Luo Xiaoxi would not ignore Ye Hanchen, walked over with a smile and waved at him.

"Morning, uncle."

He bowed slightly, and his deep eyes looked at her for a while.

This look is not necessarily sharp, but it is a little uncomfortable.

I always felt that this look was like radar, sweeping up and down her body.

Immediately after, Ye Hanchen nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, this coat suits you quite well, I didn't expect you to wear white as well."

As he spoke, he stood up and walked to the dining room.

Luo Xiaoxi was stunned for a moment and looked at Mo Li.

Mo Li smiled and whispered.

"Chen Shao likes to see you dressed like this, so he will say that."

When Luo Xiaoxi heard this, he looked down at himself, and he didn't seem to be so different, now college students are dressed like this.

But if you want to say that it is different, the only difference is that she found a particularly rich husband, and then the clothes she wore were all designed and made by famous foreign designers, all by hand, and sewn with stitches and threads.

Well, the price goes without saying, and this is the only one in the world, which is unique enough.

Just this kind of coat of similar style, in their cloakroom, Ye Hanchen prepared one for her in each color.

As for shoes and trousers, the same is true of nature.

The clothes for each season will be prepared for her in advance, and they are all specially handmade according to her size, and there is no duplicate in the world.

In Ye Hanchen's words, why do my women wear the same clothes as others?

How domineering, how domineering, but only if you have to be rich, and you have to be very rich.

Knowing that Luo Xiaoxi likes to drink yogurt, there is often yogurt at home here.

The two sat down, and Ye Hanchen brought her yogurt.

"Thank you!"

She took it and took a sip.

This flavor of yogurt is really delicious, not very sour, not very sweet, and the taste is just right.

The breakfast that Ling Yun makes is different every day, but it is delicious every time.

When things are delicious, the mood is naturally better.

Ling Yun saw that Luo Xiaoxi was in a good mood this morning, and so was Ye Hanchen, so she was also happy.

"Miss Luo, you are very happy today."

Luo Xiaoxi was eating breakfast, and when Ling Yun said this, he smiled.

"I was discovered by you, I slept well last night, and I can see my uncle's beautiful face again in the morning......"

She said, looking at Ye Hanchen with a grin.

Someone raised his eyebrows, but there was no expression on his cold face, but there was also a hint of a smile in his deep eyes.

Obviously, whether it is ordinary people or people like Ye Hanchen, they like to be praised.