The man silently opened the door.

There was only a small night light in the room, and the soft light sprinkled on the woman lying on the bedside.

Her long, wet black hair was scattered over her shoulders and pillows, flowing down from the butterfly bones in her shoulder sockets, and the bath towel covered her hips and legs, and the light seemed to sprinkle a layer of gold dust on her body.

He touched her long, wet hair, and the tips of his fingers were still dripping, and he frowned.

"Jiang Jianing, blow dry your hair."

He called out to her.

Jiang Jianing had just fallen asleep when he was suddenly woken up by this, "Don't make noise!"

She raised her hand irritably and waved it like a fly.

Xue Rin'an's face darkened.

"Jiang Jianing, you dare to say it again."

Jiang Jianing: "Get out of here."

Xue Rin'an: "......"

She's really guts.

Before he moved her, he went to the bathroom and turned out a hair dryer and adjusted the hot air to blow her hair.

Jiang Jianing's hair is fine and soft, many and thick, she has not been permed, but the ends of her hair and the bangs on her forehead are a little curly, curled like seaweed.

Xue Rin'an blew for a while, just like fiddling with a dummy head, fiddling with it to this side, and then to that side.

Jiang Jianing frowned: "It hurts ......."

Xue Rin'an: "......"

He didn't notice that he was struggling.

After this time, he softened the movements in his hand, and after blowing for a while, he found that his hair had dried out on the outside, and the inside was still wet, so he began to learn to blow it for her in layers.

He blows a woman's hair for the first time.

The hot wind blew on the cool and damp scalp, and the warmth made Jiang Jianing sigh comfortably.

The back of her head was almost blowing, and Xue Rin'an grabbed her shoulders and told her to flip over.

When the woman came out of the bathroom, the bath towel was not very tightly tied, and she curled up and moved on the bed, which was completely loose.

When Xue Rin'an turned her around, the bath towel fell off.

Jiang Jianing's hair was pressed against her eyelids.

If she was conscious, she would have clearly felt the air around her skin thickening, and she could even hear the man's heavier breathing.

Also, the breath that falls on the collarbone is hotter than the hot air from a hair dryer overhead.

Xue Rin'an brushed away the strands of Jiang Jianing's hair that was covering his eyes, and looked at the woman's sweet sleeping appearance, this hair blew up his last bit of patience, but it blew Jiang Jianing into a deep sleep.

The man threw the hair dryer on the carpet and leaned over to kiss her on the lips.

The shallow pecking kiss is about to wake her up.

The woman murmured shallowly, her misty sleeping eyes opened slightly, and she sighed half in intoxication, turned over, and knocked one leg on the man's strong waist and abdominal muscles.

I changed to a more comfortable position and continued to sleep.

Xue Rin'an's muscles stiffened, and the woman's soft calves pressed against his tight lower abdomen.

He glanced at her, his elbows propped up at his pillow side, and in the posture of a hunter, he completely imprisoned her under him.

Jiang Jianing had a dream.

In her dream, it was summer, and she was learning to swim in the sea.

The waves were gentle at first, sunshine and rain, sprinkled on her shoulders and back, and suddenly a wave rolled up behind her, and the wind and rain almost swallowed her under the secluded sea level several times.

A hangover brings a headache.

But Jiang Jianing not only had a headache, but also had pain in his body.

She opened her eyes, and when she saw the man in front of her, she knew why her body was hurting.

She's not dreaming about learning to swim at all.

She's a bit of a wreck.

The man's arm was across her waist, and the two men were close together.

Jiang Jianing stared at him for a few minutes.

She tried to suppress her anger.

She found that she couldn't hold it down

Go.

Then, without hesitation, she slapped him on the face.

The man was filmed awake.

Xue Rin'an's eyes opened, in addition to a brief loss of concentration in his eyes, there was also a touch of red spider silk spreading out of the corners of his eyes, and his voice was dull and unbearable after waking up from sleep: "What?"

Jiang Jianing: "......"

He even had the face to ask her what was wrong?

She came straight out of his arms and moved back.

"Be careful......

Xue Rin'an stretched out her arm, but she didn't have time to pull the person in time, only pulled her bath towel.

Bang.

Jiang Jianing sighed.

She was on the edge of the bed when she slept just now, and just like that, she fell directly under the bed.

Here is a wooden cottage suite, with a wooden carpet on the floor and no floor mats.

Jiang Jianing sighed and directly covered his shoulders sideways.

Xue Rin'an got up and hugged her.

She just pushed the person away.

The second he looked directly at him, Xue Rin'an saw her eyes red, "Did it hurt?"

Jiang Jianing wiped the corners of his eyes, pushed his hand away, got up from the ground and walked out, but his leg hurt again, and he fell to the ground again before he could stand firmly.

She was really wronged to death, and she didn't stand up, so she hugged her legs and silently shed tears.

Xue Rin'an: "......"

As soon as Jiang Jianing cried like this, all his sleepiness was completely extinguished.

He lifted the blanket and got up and walked in front of him.

The man, with his calves straight and barefoot on the floor, stood in front of her.

"Xue Rin'an, you are such a big bastard, you are just a real toy for me, you don't even care about my feelings......" She hugged her legs and shrunk herself, her thin back spine protruded obviously, her shoulders trembled slightly, and big tears fell down.

Xue Rin'an squatted down and wrapped her big palm around her waist.

Jiang Jianing was about to push away, but his legs were unsteady and staggered, and he was directly hugged by Xue Rin'an and put on the bed.

The man went out and brought a tube of soft ointment from outside.

Jiang Jianing saw the words on the ointment, and his eyes were red like a little rabbit, "I'll ...... it myself."

Xue Rin'an avoided her hand, didn't reply to her words, and squatted in front of her.

Jiang Jianing's resistance was ineffective, so he simply twisted his face and buried it on the pillow.

Just then, she suddenly came to her senses.

She used to be angry with Xue Rin, and she never said a word, so she dared to slander a sentence or two.

She was obedient, but Xue Rinan was unhappy and threw her to the business department as a small clerk, not to mention that she scolded him by pointing at his nose just now.

She could already predict what kind of mocking tone this man would use to ridicule each other.

She matched him with all the lines.

A Q version of Xue Rin'an's villain jumped out of thin air in his head, pinching his waist and mocking: "Hehe, you overestimate yourself too much, you are not qualified to be a real toy!" Sensitive to your feelings? Real toys don't need to feel anything!"

Then, the live-action version of Xue Rin'an leaned over, pressed against her knees, brushed away her long hair, and pinched her face.

Jiang Jianing came back to his senses.

After applying the ointment, it is indeed more comfortable than just now, and it is not so sore.

Xue Rin'an propped her elbows at her side, straightened her face with his big palm, looked directly into her eyes, and opened her thin lips lightly: "Jiang Jianing."

Jiang Jianing looked at him with a look of death.