It was so clear that he could even see himself in her eyes.

With a pampering on his face that was unfamiliar to him.

His tone was helpless: "I'm afraid to see the little girl cry." ”

This answer obviously did not satisfy her: "There are so many little girls, are you afraid of each one?" ”

He followed her, narrowing the scope to the minimum: "This one in front of me." ”

She was finally satisfied.

"You haven't been back for a few days, and I thought you didn't want me anymore."

Just finished crying, and spoke in a very nasal voice.

Her body was covered with sweat, and Duan Baiting didn't dare to turn on the air conditioner, worried that she would catch a cold when it was hot and cold.

"I went to England the day before yesterday, and the plane landed an hour ago."

Exactly one hour back from the airport.

In other words, he came back as soon as he returned home.

Song Wanyue didn't give up, her pursed lips were more like coquettishness than accountability: "Then why don't you tell me when you go abroad." ”

He pointed out bluntly: "I haven't said it before. ”

The nature of his work doomed him to fly from all over the world.

It could be in New York, USA, today, and tomorrow in the savannahs of Romania.

Song Wanyue was speechless, as if this was indeed the case.

"I thought you were angry with me because of Xiao He."

He whispered: "Not really." ”

In other words, there was no dust under his eyes, and Xiao He could not enter his eyes at all.

Not to mention making him haunted by it.

"But I do care a little." Duan Baiting hugged her for a long time, but he didn't show any difficulty at all, "How many days have you been with him?" ”

If you continue to lie and deceive him now, you will definitely be seen through.

Song Wanyue didn't intend to hide it, but if she was embarrassed, she would be ashamed: "He also registered for next year's exam, and I thought that studying alone would not be as efficient as studying with two people." I made an appointment to go to the library together every day. ”

Duan Baiting looked at her eyes, but he didn't see dodge and weakness.

It should be the truth.

He whispered faintly: "How did you learn?" ”

Song Wanyue's eyes instantly began to drift, looking left and right: "It's still ...... It's okay. ”

The traces of the disguise were so heavy that they almost didn't write the word lie on their faces.

Not surprisingly.

After this calm conversation, Song Wanyue's undecided heart finally came back to fruition after being frightened.

Duan Baiting carried her to the bathroom: "After taking a shower, I changed my clothes first. ”

Song Wanyue glanced at the empty bathroom, and it seemed that the house was too big and had drawbacks.

She hesitated to step forward, turned back to him and asked, "Are you...... Can you stay here with me? ”

How can anyone put all their joys, sorrows, and sorrows on their faces. I was sad and wronged, and the tail of my eyes drooped down.

The ceiling light in the bathroom was warm, and she was holding her pajamas, and the whole person lost her former vitality and stood there with her head bowed.

One hand pinched the cuff of his suit and wouldn't let him go.

During the few seconds that Duan Baiting was silent, she could be seen to be lost.

He raised his hand and rubbed her head: "Go in, I'm not leaving." ”

These six words seemed to have the effect of reviving the dead, and she instantly regained her vitality.

"Don't lie to me."

"Hmm."

The bathroom was large and had a dry and wet separation. Song Wanyue usually likes to take a bath, but today, perhaps to save time, she stood directly under the shower.

She slowly peeled off the pajamas that were sticking to her body when they got wet, and she looked at the indentations on the back of her hips.

Full and straight curves, with pale red marks on them.

It was the place where Duan Baiting's arm had been held just now.

His strength is really strong, and he can easily pick her up with one hand.

Elsewhere she was particularly bold, but this was the only thing she was jerky and hard to talk about.

She loved being held like this by him.

Every time she did, she could clearly feel his scorching body temperature, tight muscles, and heavy breathing.

She looked down at him as he raised his eyelashes to meet hers.

The distance between the two was so close that she could kiss him with her head down.

It's an amazing feeling.

The people who are high up on weekdays hold you up to a high place and then look up to you.

She leaned against the wall, letting the warm water flow through her fair body.

Place your hands on your chest and feel your heartbeat.

Duan Baiting, Duan Baiting, Duan Baiting.

She repeated the name in her mind.

Paragraph ...... Pak Ting. ”

Unsure if he was still outside, she hesitated and softly called out his name.

The next second, the man's deep voice gave her a response: "Huh? ”

My heart trembled uncontrollably.

They may be smoky from the heat in the bathroom, their ability to think is confused, and their words are incoherent.

"You can't make fun of me, I've been afraid of ghosts since I was a child."

Her voice was glutinous, like a mochi hidden in a cream cake.

When you bite into the first bite, it is sweet, and it continues to go down, so soft and glutinous that it sticks to your teeth.

Duan Baiting leaned against the wall, smoking a cigarette for the most part.

The deep eyes were obscured by the gray smoke.

He raised his head slightly, his slender neck stretching out in a seductive arc.

The Adam's apple rises and falls with breathing that gradually becomes heavier.

"I know." He said.

"You know?"

Song Wanyue was stunned, the glass door opened, and her head poked out of it.

The freshly washed hair was still loose and hung over her fair and thin shoulders.

She seemed to be unaware that she had already gone, and her expression was still in the stage of doubt, "I don't seem to have told you, how do you know?" ”

The hallway was not as warm as the bathroom, and she was wearing nothing and was covered in water.

When the wind blows, you will definitely catch a cold.

Duan Baiting reached out and pressed her head, trying to push her back into the bathroom.

The action stopped at that moment.

Those dark eyes were looking at him, and there were no other impurities under them, beautiful as glass beads.

The steam-smoked skin is white and pale powder.

She licked her lips in some way: "That ......"

The Adam's apple rolled and rolled, and the eyes darkened and darkened.

Duan Baiting finished his last cigarette and pressed it against the wall to extinguish it.

He stepped over her shoulder, pushed open the bathroom door, pulled his tie loose with one hand, and said in a breathless voice: "Wash together." ”

Song Wanyue is still in the stunned stage, and she doesn't know what the current situation is.

Misty bathroom.

Duan Baiting hugged her with one hand and pressed her against the wall and kissed her.

The suffocating sensation of the rapid tongue kiss brought her back to her senses, and the whole mouth was invaded by the man, and he seemed to want to go deeper.

Song Wanyue was so frightened that her shoulder blades were retracted.

The man's broad, powerful palm thrust into her soaked hair and pressed her against himself.

The roof of his mouth was licked again and again by the tip of his tongue, and his throat was slurred with a whimpering sound begging for mercy.

Two physiological lines of tears flow from the corners of the eyes.

The cyan veins rose and fell along the back of his hand to his muscular arm like a winding mountain.

Wrapping around her waist, it contrasts with her snow-white and soft body.

He was still wearing a suit, so fit that there was not a trace of wrinkles. Only the tie is slightly loose.

The temperament of cold asceticism is natural.

It is like a well-dressed clique leader who has just come down from a party, but at this moment he has committed his "atrocities"

Song Wanyue was white and soft, delicate and powerless.