Although he was in a hurry to go home, Xie Yanli still parked the car in front of the flower shop near the company.

His knuckled fingers held the umbrella, and the rain fell to the ground, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes seemed to be stained with the wetness of the rain.

In this weather, no one came to buy flowers except him.

The thank-you banquet came out quickly.

He put the flower on the co-pilot and his fingers fell on the steering wheel.

Because of the rain, today's Jingbei is particularly congested.

Xie Yanli looked at the almost motionless car in front of him through the wiper, slowly twisted his eyebrows, and gradually became a little impatient.

He rarely had such impatience.

After sitting in the car and waiting for a few minutes, the front was still motionless, and Xie Yanli finally couldn't help but pick up his mobile phone and dial the number.

He listened to the voice on the phone and waited quietly until he heard a busy tone.

She didn't answer.

Xie Yanli sighed heavily, originally wanted to fight again, but the car in front moved.

He put down his phone and moved forward with the long motorcade, turning into the mall parking lot at a fork in the road.

Xie Yanli parked the car in the parking lot and got out of the car with a flower umbrella.

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Forty minutes later, Xie Yanli returned home.

Red camellia flowers fell on the grass in the yard.

The rain was so heavy that Xie Yanli was half wet.

He climbed the stairs, his fingers dropping on the water, and before he could finish pressing the code, the door was opened with a thud.

A white figure fell towards him.

The rain poured down in the yard, and the rain fell on the camellia trees with a crackling sound.

Xie Yanli carried a black umbrella, and the water droplets on the tip of the umbrella kept rolling down.

The hand that was pressing the code subconsciously lifted up and grabbed the person who had fallen towards him, so that the wet umbrella did not touch her.

His arms were broad, and he could easily hold the slender man.

Xie Yanli stood at the door, his dark pupils shrinking.

He lowered his eyes, and only then did he see her.

She was wearing a pearl-white silk slip dress, and when she planted it towards him, her satin-like hair fell in unison, revealing the snow-white skin behind her.

She held his arm with both hands, and the beautifully shaped butterfly bones were slightly raised.

The sound of rain and heartbeat overlapped behind him.

Xie Yanli hugged her a little stiffly, and her brain became sluggish.

Until the person holding his arm raised his hand, the snow-white arm hooked his neck, and the voice was staccato:

"Thank you...... Cold ......"

Her voice was soft, with a faint drunkenness, which stirred people's hearts.

This tone of thanksgiving is all too familiar.

That's how she spoke that day......

It was as if something had hit him in the chest, and the sudden shock was instantly forgotten.

The person who had always been calm suddenly became in a hurry, and as if he was a little afraid to touch her, he hesitated for a few seconds before carefully grabbing her waist and carrying her into the room.

After Lou Ruan stood still in the room, Xie Yanli slammed the door behind him, and the heavy rain and cold wind were locked behind him.

The dripping umbrella and the delicate flower quilt in his arms were placed on the white shoe cabinet at hand.

While he was putting things down, Lou Ruan's other hand also hooked up, and the whole person leaned softly in his arms.

He was half wet, and the thin silk pajamas were quickly soaked.

The smell of wine lingered on him.

“…… Did you drink? ”

He tried to pull the man in his arms away.

But those two snow-white arms are delicate and silky to the touch.

Every touch is the ultimate challenge to him.

Lou Ruan wrapped his neck around his neck and raised his head slightly, his eyes were foggy, as if he was looking at him, but not at him.

She stared at him for a few seconds, then opened the corners of her lips towards him, her eyes glittering, and she smiled as if she had some secret to tell him, "Drink...... A little bit ......."

The softness of the scent and the aroma of the wine overlapped and landed on his chin.

The nerve endings began to burn with unknown heat.

Xie Yanli closed his eyes and rolled his Adam's apple lightly.

After a few seconds, he opened his eyes again, he looked at her with his eyes down, his voice lowered, as if it was about to melt, "Soft, let go first, okay?" ”

"I'm drenched in the rain, aren't you cold?"

Lou Ruan hugged his neck and raised his head, his eyelashes blinked, he raised his eyes and looked at him seriously for a few seconds, and then lowered his head again.

The snow-white arms slowly fell, slowly and tightly, wrapped around his waist, and his head was also attached to his arms.

She even rubbed it in his arms, "...... No. ”

Xie Yanli lowered her eyes, and the silk pajamas on her body moved away because of her movements, revealing a large area of snow-white skin.

He raised his head suddenly, no longer trying to reason with the drunk, and didn't care whether he was wet or not, he directly hugged the person around his waist and wanted to take her upstairs.

But Lou Ruan didn't give him this opportunity.

She looked up at him and whispered, "Thank you." ”

Xie Yanli didn't look down at her, he was about to walk to the other side of the building with the person in his arms, and dealt with her casually, "Hmm." ”

Lou Ruan wrapped his waist tightly, looking at him with bright eyes like a small animal, his voice was more delicate and sweet and soft by the smell of wine, "You bow your head." ”

Xie Yanli did not bow his head.

She seemed to be a little unhappy, and her head was pushed into his arms, as if unreasonable, "You bow your head, you bow your head!" ”

Xie Yanli had already stepped on the first step, and he took a deep breath and turned a blind eye.

It's good to go up, just carry her up, wrap the person in the quilt, and lock it up.

Just go up and you're good to go.

But a plan is just a plan after all.

The person in his arms suddenly became aggrieved, as if he was about to cry, "...... Why don't you bow your head......"

"You don't look down," she said, in a small voice, as if she was whimpering, "I don't like you if I don't look down." ”

The man on the steps made a move, and finally lowered his eyes and bowed his head to her.

He tried his best to restrain himself from looking at things he shouldn't see, but just looking at that face, he would feel that his self-control seemed to be vulnerable.

She hugged him, looking extremely aggrieved, as if she had really shed two tears, and the tails of her eyes were red.

Xie Yanli lowered his eyes to look at her, and said in a dumb voice, "What are you doing with your head down?" ”

Lou Ruan raised his eyes, and his gaze fell on his full Adam's apple.

There's a gentle roll there.

She stepped barefoot on his rain-soaked shoes and leaned her head on his Adam's apple.

Snow-white fingers grabbed his tie, took a bite, and kissed it soothingly.

She raised her eyes, the smell of wine fell on his Adam's apple, and her fingers touched it, and her fingertips gently rubbed against the full Adam's apple, and she raised her head as if she was a little infatuated, "I like it..."

"I love it."

Xie Yanli maintained that position, his chest heaving deeply.

The culprit didn't stop, he tilted his head and continued, "If you don't bow your head, you won't be able to kiss it." ”