The man chuckled.

"It's like I've done something to you." Fu Xu whispered: "As for thinking about you like a little cabbage?" ”

He put the quilt on the bedside table and propped himself up.

"The bed is for you, I'll sleep on the sofa." Fu Xu: "If you need anything, just do it yourself." ”

If he remembered correctly, he was on a business trip, and she could sleep in his bed.

"My brother is a little tired, go to bed first."

Wen Yin: "......"

You are only clear porridge cabbage, your whole family is porridge cabbage!

I saw him holding the quilt, taking off his coat, and nestled on the sofa.

Wen Yin puffed out his cheeks, how did he see a pitiful look?

He should be very tired lately, and the big companies at the end of the year are the busiest times.

When you close your eyes, you can't hide the tiredness between your eyebrows.

Wen Yin turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up and take a shower.

After a while, she packed herself up and came out in her pajamas.

Fu Xu's eyes were closed, but his breathing was not long and even, and he should not have fallen asleep.

Wen Yin squatted in front of the sofa in the past: "Brother, I just saw your perfume in the bathroom, I used it, can you help me smell it?" ”

Hearing this, the man opened his eyes slightly, and his dark pupils were a little scattered and unfocused: "Where?" ”

Now he looks like this, he looks like a good bully.

Wen Yin smiled sweetly and pointed to his collarbone: "Wipe here." ”

The perfume he uses is not available on the market, and the perfumer customizes the incense, which has a very clear taste, like a forest after rain, refreshing and full of spring.

The two were separated by some distance, but Fu Xu could smell it: "It's very fragrant." ”

"You sniff it up close, what can you smell from so far away?"

As she spoke, she leaned over, Fu Xu groaned and sat up from the sofa.

Wen Yin blinked as he sat up, put one hand on his shoulder, and leaned closer, and could smell the faint smell of alcohol on his body, and the shallow heat rushing against her cheeks.

With a burst of male wildness, it made her heart beat faster.

For a while, I didn't know if he was drunk or if she was drunk.

The breaths all seem to be intertwined.

The man spoke: "I don't know how to smell my own perfume yet?" ”

"And your own sister, what does it smell like?"

The little girl's voice was sweet and delicate, infinitely amplified in the silence of the night.

Every word baptizes the senses and nerves of men.

The man frowned, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

The next second, he took away the little girl's hand on his shoulder.

Raised his eyes to look at her: "Do you think that you are quite safe to look at?" ”

"Or do you think that if I don't look for a girlfriend, I'm just a eunuch with few desires?"

"Huh? Wen Yin looked at him with confused eyes, the kind of ignorance that couldn't distinguish between right and wrong: "I didn't think so." ”

"Just let you help me smell it."

She smiled: "Didn't you mean me, porridge and cabbage?" ”

Wen Yin squatted barefoot on the carpet next to the sofa, with an innocent and sly smile written on her face: "Let you smell the incense, why don't you seem to be able to hold it?" ”

She tilted her head to look at Fu Xu, and the smile on the corner of her lips never dissipated: "You really, you don't have any thoughts about me?" ”

If you can't tick it, then ...... Let's think about it again.

Fu Xu, a man who always looks gentle and elegant, really makes people feel that he is pure-hearted and has few desires.

The more such people fall into the world, the more they become addicted and sinking.

"Brother, think about it and answer it well." Wen Yin's voice was clear and well-behaved: "Those who say things against their hearts are not real men." ”