Cheng Qianhuai suppressed the heat in his heart, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

"What's wrong with you?"

Song Jinhe sensed that something was wrong with him, and touched his head with a little doubt.

"You must pay attention to your body, it is very easy to get heatstroke in hot weather, if you have any discomfort, just let me know."

Cheng Qianhuai's eyes were gentle, and he raised the mineral water and poured it: "Okay, I listen to you." ”

Song Jinhe nodded with satisfaction, feeling the excessively high temperature in the house, and always felt a little out of breath.

The short sleeves on the body are obviously not thick, but they can always cover their sweat unintentionally.

She picked out suspenders and shorts in the space, went to the bedroom to change and walked out on a sandal.

The soles of the slippers collided with the floor tiles with the sound of footsteps, and the sound seemed to hit Cheng Qianhuai's heart.

"You, are you sure you wear it like that?"

He turned sideways a little awkwardly and asked in a hoarse voice.

Song Jinhe pulled the light suspenders on his body, and looked at the white legs wrapped in shorts.

"It's too hot, it's cooler, don't you have your shirt on?"

She always felt that Cheng Qianhuai's question was a little inexplicable, after all, some people in the previous life even exaggerated to the point of using only a little fabric to cover the activities of key parts.

Although the temperature at night is a little lower than during the day, it is still hot and irritable, so it is not too stuffy to wear less.

Cheng Qianhuai pulled her wrist and hugged her into his arms, and he used some strength, as if he wanted to integrate her into his blood and bones.

"It's different, Ah He."

He buried his head in her shoulder and rubbed it, and his voice was thinner, with a coquettish taste.

"I'm going to be uncomfortable, it's going to be bad."

Song Jinhe frowned and looked at him, although there was still some sweat on his forehead, his body temperature was not overheated, and there was no sign of illness.

She was a little uncomfortable being confined, and subconsciously moved to break free, but she noticed the change in the man under her.

She froze in place a little embarrassed: "Or you let me go?" Otherwise, I think you should be more uncomfortable. ”

Cheng Qianhuai shook his head, buried in her and sniffed the faint fragrance of lily of the valley: "It will be better to hold you." ”

Song Jinhe rubbed his head, although she was wearing suspenders and shorts, it was not excessive, she didn't expect Cheng Qianhuai to ......

Glancing at him cautiously, she gritted her teeth and said, "Why don't I change my clothes back?" ”

Cheng Qianhuai grabbed her slender waist tightly with both hands, and subconsciously rubbed it, intending to extinguish the increasingly vigorous fire in her heart.

"It's useless, as long as it's you, it's the same for me."

Song Jinhe couldn't hold back at all, she felt that she didn't seem to be very suitable for the identity of a girlfriend, after all, she had been single for a long time, and she didn't know how to be intimate with her boyfriend.

Although she can easily provoke fire on Cheng Qianhuai with the knowledge on TV, she is not good at putting out fires.

The second is Cheng Qianhuai, who would have been more restrained when he didn't find out his intentions before, but now he has put his desire for her directly on the surface, which is unbearable.

Song Jinhe tightened her waist slightly, feeling the shuddering touch, she couldn't help but feel a little flustered in her heart.

"Cheng Qianhuai, I don't want to."

She flattened her mouth a little aggrieved, reached out and pressed her big palm on the back of her waist, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Why don't you let me go? Calm yourself down for a while? I'm not used to you like this. ”

Cheng Qianhuai's Adam's apple rolled up and down, looked at her close lips, and bit it a little viciously.

Although the momentum was arrogant, it did not hurt her at all.

Gentle with sweet affection for her, she covered his glowing eyes a little impatiently in the entanglement of lips and teeth.

"Stop, you let go of me, I don't want it."

She always felt that something would happen if she continued, and she was always a little scared of the unknown.

Moreover, Cheng Qianhuai's appearance of wanting to disassemble her and swallow her is somewhat intimidating.

Cheng Qianhuai gently rubbed the back of her head and brought her forward, their foreheads pressed together, and even their breathing was extremely entangled.

"Okay, no."

He lightly imprinted a kiss on her lips and carefully lowered her from his body.

"Ah He, you can't hide from me for the rest of your life."

He raised the corners of his lips and smiled at her: "It's time for you to get used to my existence, when facing you, I'm really not a decent gentleman." ”

Song Jinhe instantly shrank to the other corner of the sofa, his face was flushed, and his eyes seemed to be filled with a mouthful of water, just looking at it made people breathe.

Cheng Qianhuai took a deep breath a little helplessly: "Take me to the space to take a bath, okay?" ”

Song Jinhe looked at his forbearant expression, approached a little uncomfortably, and gently held his hand.

The next moment, the two appeared in the villa of the space, Song Jinhe sat on the sofa in the living room and watched the drama quietly, while Cheng Qianhuai went upstairs to take a shower, and the sound of the water fell into whose heart.

took out a bottle of iced Coke from the refrigerator and pasted it on his face, Song Jinhe listened to the movement upstairs, but felt a little helpless in his heart.

turned on the TV and played a squeaky variety show, and then she threw away the waste in her head and happily chased the drama with Coke.

Just as he was fascinated, the sound of water in the upstairs bedroom stopped, and the man walked out wrapped in a bath towel, the water droplets on his head had not been wiped clean, and a drop fell between his waist and abdomen, and submerged into the bath towel along the muscle texture.

Song Jinhe didn't notice that the variety show was being broadcast to the highlights, she stared at the screen stubbornly, eager to find out the key point of the task in the next moment.

Cheng Qianhuai saw this scene after going downstairs, and the person he was thinking about was leaning forward and staring at the screen at the moment, as if he was about to get into the TV.

He stepped forward on his slippers and took the person into his arms, and a few drops of water splashed from his hair because of the movement, and a few drops fell on her body.

The slightly pink skin with crystal clear water droplets is like a lotus blooming after the rain, elegant but unconsciously attractive.

Cheng Qianhuai felt that he had just taken a bath in vain.

Song Jinhe pushed him complainingly: "What are you doing?" I'm seeing a wonderful place! ”

But when I touched his skin, it was amazingly cold.

"What's the situation? Do you take a cool shower? ”

Cheng Qianhuai nodded: "It's useless to take a hot bath." ”

He stared into her eyes as he spoke, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips, and grabbed her hand and placed it on his own.

"Do you like it, Ah He?"

The muscles of the palm touched were extremely tight, and his cold skin was in stark contrast to her hot palm, but it seemed strangely harmonious.

Song Jinhe swallowed his saliva, looked at the goblin-like man in front of him, and nodded subconsciously.

"I like it."

Cheng Qianhuai couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips when he heard this: "You are quite honest." ”

He raised his hand to help her comb a few strands of hair on her sideburns, his eyes gradually deepened, and he used some strength in his hands to take her into his arms.

"I like you too, everything about you, I like it too."