The next morning, when Wen Wen woke up, she was the only one left in the big bed, as before.

The dark-colored curtains hid the sunlight outside, and Wen Wen thought it was still early, she turned over, remembering last night, her cheeks were slightly hot, she buried her face in the quilt, and smelled the refreshing breath on Rong Li's body.

The man was colder than snow and ice, but the smell on his body was as warm as the sun.

Raising her hand and patting her forehead, she glanced at the alarm clock warmly, and when she saw the numbers pointed to by the hour and minute hands, her eyes widened, her ass jumped up like a fire, and went straight to the bathroom to wash and change clothes.

There was a class this morning, and she slept until half past ten!

Aunt Qiao heard the sound of knocking footsteps, walked to the staircase, stopped the warmth, and said with a smile: "Miss Wen, the young master said that your injury is not healed, and you will rest at home today." ”

"I'm going to class!"

Students who have just entered the university are generally more regular, not to mention a good girl like Wen Wen.

"Miss Wen, this is the young master's order, don't be embarrassed for me." Aunt Qiao said.

Warmth is in a dilemma.

"The young master is also for your own good." Aunt Qiao smiled and said, "Miss Wen, let's eat something first, lunch will be ready in a while." ”

She can get up and have lunch, she is lazy!

Wen Wen smiled awkwardly and said, "Auntie, just call me Wenwen." ”

Seeing that she was born well, well-behaved and easy-going, and did not have the posture of an eldest lady at all, Aunt Qiao had a little more affection for Wenwen, "Wen ...... Warm, then you can call me Aunt Qiao......"

******

There was nothing to do in the villa, and after chatting with Aunt Qiao for a while, she learned that Aunt Qiao was a maid in the whole villa, because Rong Li was happy and quiet, every day the housekeeping company would regularly send someone to clean up, and Aunt Qiao mainly managed some daily chores.

Aunt Qiao said that she has been working here for nearly ten years, and Wen Wen is the only girl he brings home.

It's a little hard to believe that a man like him doesn't have another woman around him?

She asked about Rong Li's family situation curiously, Aunt Qiao couldn't say clearly, Rong Li has always lived alone, his father has been here a few times, and usually stays for a while before leaving, except that Rong Li's grandmother occasionally comes to visit her grandson, and the stay time is short.

Rong Li seems to be born with a cold sense of everything, even if he gets along with his relatives, most of the time he is silent, and the warmth is becoming more and more confusing.

******

The autumn rain lingered, and after lunch, due to the weather, the warmth was to stay in the house. Rong Li had to wait until the afternoon to come back, she watched TV in the living room downstairs, chatted with Aunt Qiao, and then was a little sleepy, so she went back to her room to sleep.

The rain was heavier, and the view outside the window was hazy.

When Rong Li came back, he heard Aunt Qiao say that he was resting in the room, so he went directly to the second floor.

When I opened the door, everything that came into my eyes was all too familiar, the only difference was the small bulge on the big bed.

With a slight movement in the room, he sat on the edge of the bed, his dark phoenix eyes staring quietly at the girl's sleeping face.

Wen Wen curled up sideways, her sleeping posture was always like this, her white little face was half-hidden under the quilt, and her mutton fat and jade-like skin was puffed because of sleep, delicate as a flower.

He reached out for her to pull the strands of hair that had fallen down behind her ears, and his fingertips brushed the tender patch, and his eyes sank.

The gaze fell on her lips, delicate and pink, incomparably seductive.

The sexy Adam's apple slid up and down.

Rong Li leaned down, took her soft lips, and sucked gently.

The girly taste, fresh and clean, fragrant and delicious, made him want more, more.

In my sleep, I felt a little itchy in my mouth, a little painful, and a little numb, as if something was pressed on my body.

She woke up from her dream, and there was a magnified handsome face at hand, and the room was dimly lit with no lights on.

But she knew that it was Rong Li who came back.