She's even more obsessive with him than on screen!

How can anyone even the hair between his sideburns conform to his aesthetics?

Scarlet silk, jet-black hair, white delicate and peachy eyes, she is like a blooming night, beautiful and thrilling.

The weak Yetan makes people can't help but pick it up, hold it in the palm and ravage it at will.

The man who collapsed on the bed had a sweet dream.

In his dream, when he turned his head to look at her, he didn't shy away from it.

Her petite figure was wrapped in a wide white bathrobe, and the belt tied her thin waist.

A slender jade hand held the side of the door, and there was a flash of surprise in her eyes as she looked at him.

But he didn't know that she herself was even more amazing to him, or rather, crazy.

The pure white bathrobe can't hide the ice and snow jade of the skin, and the white greasy is like a swan neck with condensed fat, which can't help but remind people of how beautiful the tortuous posture should be.

Her eyebrows curved in the light moon are like smoke and picturesque, the pink cheeks reflected in the water vapor bathed are magnificent and gorgeous, and a pair of beautiful eyes that can clear the world are bright and shining, and he is reflected in them.

The overly bright eyes actually made An Junxian feel a subtle sense of vertigo.

He walked over and approached her, his long fingers roaming gently over her delicate features, outlining her stunned expression.

The tiny dark pupils were full of doubts and horrors about him, and An Junxian only felt that a wonderful heat was slowly spreading.

He pushed the man into the room, against the door, and his breath was infected.

Glancing at her stubborn beauty, he smiled and moved his lips down.

At this moment, An Junxian felt that his excited blood was boiling, and countless crazy thoughts were flying.

She was thrown directly by him between the gorgeous and soft goose down brocade mattress, as if knowing what he was going to do next, and she instinctively wanted to escape.

The condescending absolute suppression, the terrible shadow cast by her, completely enveloped her, and her beautiful cheeks were white, full of fear.

But he couldn't help laughing, laughing savagely and domineeringly.

She was crying, her wide beautiful eyes flushed, and the warm tears slipped down one after another, sad.

He smiled softly at her, his slender fingers caressing her heart, and his name was written on each stroke.

When he had finished writing, he set off.

An Junxian opened his eyes, and the light refracted by the crystal chandelier pierced into his slightly squinted eyes, making him a little sober.

He just didn't know if he was dreaming, or if it was a simple fantasy, and occasionally he was insane.

Sitting up from the bed, a smell of male hormones permeated.

The man looked down at the dark one, stunned, and then chuckled.

The laughter grew louder and crazier.

What is sexual dysfunction?

He just never met the person he wanted......

Ye Hao didn't sleep peacefully this night, she always felt that a pair of eyes were peeking at her, and her dreams were also messy.

But the strong biological clock still made her wake up at five o'clock.

She went into the bathroom and took a cold shower, and the whole person was much more sober.

I picked out a one-piece knee-length professional skirt from the suitcase, with a simple and neat design style, similar to a cheongsam, the color is like a moon-white cicada wing veil, as if it has been soaked in moonlight, filled with a sense of arrogance and coldness.

Her long black hair and shawl, and her eyes in the mirror are as calm and calm as her person.

Picking up the glass and taking a glass of warm water and drinking it, Ye Hao sat on the soft chair and pinched her eyebrows.

The man next door hasn't moved since he went in yesterday, and Xu Long said that the judges all live on this floor.

Ye Hao looked at the relevant people of the competition yesterday, and there were 15 judges, and there were 20 rooms on each floor of this hotel.

So Ye Hao didn't know if the man was one of the judges, but looking at his luxurious dress, the probability of not being a judge was greater.

At six o'clock, the phone in the room rang again, and it was still a food delivery.

Ye Hao's brows furrowed, because six o'clock was the hotel's fixed delivery time, and she wasn't sure if the delivery was 'carefully' prepared by him again.

"Tuk Tuk-" There was a rhythmic knock outside the door.

It was a polite knock on the door from the service staff, but Ye Hao was upset when she heard it.

"Okay, thanks for the reminder."

After hanging up the phone, she went to open the door, and at the same time, the door to the next room also opened.

The man changed into a white casual suit, which was said to be casual wear, which was also low-key and luxurious.

The well-cut silhouette accentuated his tall, erect body to a more slender and muscular silhouette, and as he raised his wrist, the scent of a fresh and pleasant woody perfume wafted in.

His hair seemed to have been carefully groomed, revealing a face that was extremely handsome, and the thin bony gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose were pushed by his knuckles.

He wore an expensive and luxurious mechanical watch on his wrist, and he was marked with the following words all over his body—noble, elegant, extraordinary, and extraordinary......

Ye Hao glanced at him expressionlessly, and was about to withdraw her gaze.

The man took the initiative to greet her, and pulled her gaze back that was about to be removed.

His smile and appearance were particularly gentle and elegant, "Ms. Ye, I have admired the name for a long time, I am one of the judges of this competition, An Junxian." ”

The man held out his hand gracefully towards her.

The hand was white and slender, with distinct joints, seemingly harmless, but the looming thick green tendons showed that it had absolute male strength.

Stretching out her hand not to hit the smiling person, Ye Hao pulled her lips and spit out two words: "Hello." "I didn't even report my name.

She didn't want to shake hands with him, so she only raised her hand to touch him virtually, but was held by the man with extreme precision.

"It's really better to see than to hear, Ms. Ye is like the bright moon in the sea, bright and moving, which makes those who see it admire."

An Junxian held the delicate and soft hand in his hand, and he had a momentary urge to pull her into his arms and forcibly lock this round of bright moon.

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. An is the Yushu Linfeng."

Ye Hao hypocritically agreed, and then used his dark strength to withdraw his hand.

An Junxian lowered his eyes to look at the hand that was out of her imprisonment, and there seemed to be a flash of surprise in his eyes, followed by even more extraordinary excitement, and his breathing suddenly became short.

She seemed to be more in line with his own aesthetic than he imagined.

Under the reflection of the lenses, Ye Hao couldn't see the vague surging under the man's eyes, she just felt a chill down her spine for a moment, like being targeted by a dormant hungry beast.

Her gaze never left the man, but he didn't show anything unusual, and there was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth from beginning to end, which looked like a mask after a long time.

But Ye Hao knew that the chill and alertness on her back just now definitely came from the man in front of her.

Ye Hao has experienced too many worlds, and relatively, she has also experienced too many people.

She always trusts her instincts, this man seems to be gentle and elegant, but he has a bad heart inside, a bad heart for her.

Given that he was holding her hand regardless of his will just now, if this was the systematic strategy task world, as the person being attacked, then Ye Hao's favor towards him was already -999.

"Ms. Ye, have we met somewhere before?"

(End of chapter)