Chapter 71: Mrs. Chief, how does it feel?

The man's voice was like an aphrodisiac quenched, and it was so dumb that it was demagogic.

Suddenly, Tang Weiwan's face was flushed to the neck, and the wine became deeper.

After that, she didn't know where she was.

I want to open my eyes, but I don't have any strength.

The woman who could still talk in a daze just now suddenly fell asleep, which made Lu Beixiao feel very bored, twisted his eyebrows, and looked at her for a moment.

He had never served anyone, and he didn't know how to bathe her.

Finally, call Uncle Ming.

Uncle Ming called the two maids to come, and Lu Beixiao took one last look at Tang Weiwan and retreated.

It took the maid half an hour to dress Don for the night, and even to dry her hair, before she came out of the bathroom.

Lu Beixiao had already bathed in other bathrooms, and stepped forward to grab Tang Weiwan, and his voice was indifferent: "Go down." ”

"Yes."

With a slight wrap, Tang Weiwan hugged the whole person horizontally.

At that moment, the faint fragrance of shower gel on her body came to her nose, and her breath became inexplicably much more comfortable.

Then, put Tang Weiwan, who was already asleep, on the bed and covered her with the quilt.

Straightened a few strands of messy hair on her forehead, revealing that beautiful face, Lu Beixiao squinted, and there was an almost invisible emotion jumping in his eyes, as if even he himself didn't fall short of what it was.

Retracted his gaze, turned around and was about to leave.

Tang Weiwan moved, almost unconsciously grabbed Lu Beixiao's hand, and muttered, "Hmm...... Hmmm......"

Lu Beixiao frowned, he couldn't hear it very clearly, he wanted to take her hand away and rest, but looking at her uneasy brow, he didn't move.

"Uh-huh......" Tang Weiwan spoke again.

Lu Beixiao slowly squatted down before he heard her dream words: Don't go.

Looking at her pitiful appearance, Lu Beixiao stood still for a while, and finally chose to get into her bed.

No.

It was his own bed.

In her sleep, Tang Weiwan seemed to feel a sense of security flowing, and she moved her body, trying to hold on tightly.

It seemed to have found a comfortable position, and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

And this night, Lu Beixiao didn't sleep well.

……

The next day.

A beam of sunlight crept in through the window, just shining on Tang Weiwan's eyes, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Confused, I felt a blinding red light.

I woke up slowly, first I felt a splitting headache, and then I felt like I was holding a 'thing' that was not very soft.

She turned her head, just met Lu Beixiao's lazy but very deep eyes, and for a moment, she forgot to breathe.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

"Why are you ?!! in my bed?"

Tang Weiwan screamed to jump up, however, Lu Beixiao held down her hand and hugged her tightly in the initial posture.

Lu Beixiao didn't speak, and slowly uncovered the quilt with his other empty hand.

The two of them were just exposed to the sun.

Lu Beixiao glanced at his lower abdomen, and then looked at Tang Weiwan, his eyes were very hot, and he whispered in a half-flirtatious voice: "Mrs. Chief, how does it feel?" ”

I didn't have time to follow his gaze, but I was first softened by his voice.

Because they had just woken up, Lu Beixiao's voice was lazy, hoarse, and had a feeling of not intentionally but very provocative, which made Tang Weiwan's heart jump suddenly.

At the same time, the body became conscious, and it felt like the hand was covered in a very hot position......