"Hmm......" Han Ye's eyes flashed slightly, and his voice answered indistinctly, and then his voice leaned into her ear and asked, "Is it okay??" ”

"No!!" Yu Wanwan was so frightened that her little hands trembled, and she quickly pulled away Han Ye's big hand around her waist, turned her head, and glared at him.

Under the dim light of the bathroom, there was a shallow flush on his delicate and handsome cheeks, the bangs on his forehead had already been drenched with the water in the shower, a thread, a wisp of sticking to his forehead, the bridge of his nose was firm, a pair of light pink lips were tightly pursed, and the dark eyes flashed with a dull and uncertain light, looking straight at her.

Droplets of crystal clear water flowed slowly along the silhouette of his well-defined face, to his resolute chin, and then directly from his chin and onto his broad chest.

Yu Wanwan looked at the scene in front of her with a little stunned, and only felt that Han Ye at this moment was like an immortal who had fallen into the world, cold, arrogant, and unstained with a trace of mortal dust.

Han also looked at Yu Wanwan, who turned to face him, his eyes fell on the heaving of her chest, and a trace of panic and confusion flashed in his eyes in an instant.

But he still looked at Yu Wanwan fixedly, and said in a pitiful voice: "Is it really not??" ”

"You ......" Yu Wanwan looked at his pitiful appearance, only to feel that she looked like a god in distress in front of her, at that moment, her mind was blank, as if she was carried away by beauty, and said in a muffled voice: "Also...... It's not impossible......"

After Han Ye heard her words, his eyes lit up instantly.

In the next second, he directly hugged Wanwan into his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her rosy lips with the thin lip flap accurately.

In the sound of rushing water, the two of them were close to each other, and Yu Wanwan only felt that his skin was as smooth as fine silk, and while it swept over her skin, it also left ripples in her heart.

"Late ......"

After a long kiss, Han also gasped away from her rosy lips, and whispered to her in a hoarse voice, "I want you ......"

"I ......" Yu Wanwan was kissed by him so weak that she couldn't stand still, her slender arms tightly wrapped around his neck, half-hanging on his body, so she barely slipped down, she buried her head in Han Ye's chest, stuffed her head, and didn't know what to say.

In the current situation, for Han Ye, not speaking is a tacit acquiescence.

The corners of his lips hooked a shallow arc, reached out and hung up the water from the shower directly, then pushed open the glass door, dragged a large bath towel in his hand, wrapped it tightly in the evening, and then lifted her horizontally, and walked towards the big bed in the room.

——

It was a matter of course that I wouldn't be able to get up the next morning.

When she was sleeping in a daze, she vaguely heard the sound of an alarm in her ears, but she was too sleepy, and the alarm clock only rang for a while, so she continued to sleep with the pillow in her arms.

The position next to her flickered for a moment, and after a few moments, a large hand scooped her up from the bed, and then began to dress her awkwardly.

Yu Wanwan barely opened his eyes, glanced at Han Ye sitting beside him, and fell asleep again.

- Good night, what's the matter?