Lu Bancheng was standing in front of the mirror, holding a hair dryer, and was blowing his hair.

He was probably aware of her presence, and as he brushed his hair, he glanced in the direction she was standing, and soon withdrew his gaze and continued to face the mirror.

There was no movement in the bedroom except for the noise of the hair dryer hula-hula.

Xu Nuan stood in the distance for a moment, hesitated, took steps, and slowly walked into Lu Bancheng.

Realizing that she was gradually approaching her Lu Bancheng, her back stiffened, and she didn't turn her head to look at her, but the movement of her hair was obviously a little stagnant.

Xu Nuan was about a meter away from Lu Bancheng and stopped, "I, I'll help you blow your hair, right?" ”

The switch of the hair dryer was pressed by Lu Bancheng, the noise disappeared, he held the hair dryer, was quiet in his ear for three seconds, turned his head slightly, and glanced at her standing beside him through the mirror.

She pursed her lips tightly and her hands gripped the bathrobe hard, clearly nervous and uneasy.

Lu Bancheng looked away, and when she hadn't spoken, she turned on the hair dryer again and continued to blow her hair just now.

Xu Nuan saw that he didn't agree, and didn't say anything more.

After about two or three minutes, Lu Bancheng put down the hair dryer, turned around, walked to the two-meter-wide bed in front of him, leaned on the head of the bed and lay down, and then picked up the remote control on the bedside table next to him to dim the lights in the room.

The dim light makes the atmosphere of the room more ambiguous.

Lu Bancheng seemed to be very tired, raised his right hand, closed his eyes, and gently rubbed his eyebrows.

Xu Nuan knew that he was waiting for her initiative with such an indifferent reaction.

Even though she knew that this time she was willing, there was still a deep fear and panic in her heart.

She stood in place, holding the hand of the bathrobe, and the strength fluctuated, and it was repeated for a while before she mustered up her courage and rubbed it to the side of the bed in small steps.

Although she walked very lightly, in the quiet room, there was still a slight movement, and when she was about to walk to the bed, Lu Bancheng stopped kneading her eyebrows, slowly lifted her eyelids, and looked at her.

Xu Nuan didn't dare to make eye contact with his gaze, hung his long eyelashes, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then raised his hand and reached for the strap of the bathrobe.

She didn't allow herself to stop at all, and with a hard pull, the bathrobe slid down her body and to her feet.

On her body, there are only two underwear left.

In the dim night light, her slender body looks particularly bright-white and seductive, with straight and slender legs, a flat abdomen, and a straight and pretty chest wrapped in underwear......

Lu Bancheng just glanced at it, and he couldn't take his eyes off it, and he clearly felt that his blood was boiling.

His gaze made her shy and at a loss, she pinched her fingers hard, and then slowly reached out and touched her back, opening the hidden button of her underwear.

Her more nudity made his throat tighten, and his breathing stopped.

While comforting herself in her heart, she quickly took off the last piece of clothing she had left, and then, resisting the urge to rush out of the door immediately, took another step forward, bent over, reached for his bathrobe, and carefully ripped off the strap of the bathrobe.

His hand shook slightly, and he silently grabbed the sheets.