She didn't seem short of money, and she did. Just looking at the respectful attitude of everyone towards her at the evening party, you can know that her identity must not be low.

With such a she, will she just rely on a one-night stand to make him responsible?

He already knows that in this place where there is no so-called three obedience and four virtues, and there is no so-called rule that women should not show their heads. Women have become beings of the same status as men, they are free to do what they want, and, in the few couples he has seen, it is clear that women are more dominant.

Therefore, the status of women is no longer what it used to be. They no longer value chastity above life, at best, as a dispensable thing.

Then, after the first time he found himself sleeping naked with her in the morning, the thoughts that came to his mind were a little self-inflicted.

The face turned red and white, and white and red, over and over again. The poor boy crouched on the ground, his hands on his cheeks, his eyelashes hanging and he didn't know what he was thinking. But just judging from his sluggish mood, you know that he seems to be very confused and sad now?

Su Kui looked at it from a distance, she wiped her hair, stood in the distance and hooked her finger at the boy, "Why Yifan, come here." ”

"Huh?"

The thoughts that kept churning in his mind were interrupted, and why did Fan raise his head blankly and speak out in confusion. The black and white clear eyes were all stunned and puzzled, as if they had not yet recovered from their thoughts. With cute eyes, his movements, and his fair and delicate facial features, he looks younger than his actual age.

Ahem, of course, it's the age of appearance.

If the actual age is calculated, why can Fan Fan already be the grandfather of Song Youshu's grandfather.

Tsk –

Su Kui sighed lightly, and saw the boy get up obediently and walk towards her. With his hands around his chest, he lifted his chin and motioned for He Yifan to follow her.

The bedroom is upstairs, and the two of them step up the stairs back and forth. The woman was wrapped in a white velvet bathrobe, knee-length, loose style, which she tied casually. During the walk, the white and slender legs kept alternating, why did Fan's eyes flash, since he came in, the visual impact he received, as well as the changes in his heart, made his face never normal.

In the end, he lowered his head and did not dare to look around.

Really, I'm afraid of seeing things I shouldn't be looking at again. A slight reaction somewhere made him bite his lip in shame.

"Will it work?"

Su Kui pointed to the hair dryer and asked why Yifan.

When He Yifan saw the things in the drawer, he immediately nodded, "Yes." ”

"Good." Su Kui slowly sat down at the dressing table, leaned back in the chair lazily with his soft body, closed his eyes, and arrived: "You can start." ”

Hey?

He Yifan was stunned for a moment, until he saw her messy black hair that was still sliding down the water droplets, and then he took out the hair dryer and turned on the electricity. Carefully touching her hand to her hair, the cold and wet touch. He tentatively turned on the low wind and blew down.

Seeing that she didn't react, she became a little bolder.

Just one sitting, one standing. Outside the large floor-to-ceiling windows, the sun rises high on the sunny side, and the warm sunlight fills the room, and the humidifier fills the air with a moist smell.

It's very comfortable to get into the heart.

Halfway through the blow, He Yifan's heart was already very relaxed.

。 m.