Bai Yeqing approached, and saw that she was curled up asleep on the sofa. Wearing a white dressing gown with her hands folded on her head, she looked peaceful. However, she obviously did not sleep well, even in her sleep, her brows were squinting tightly, and there was a layer of melancholy.
Are you worried about his press conference tomorrow?
Bai Yeqing took the remote control to turn off the TV, and instead held her curled up on the sofa. She was very light, and now, lying in his arms, was as light as a feather without weight.
The soft hair has been freshly washed and has a fresh fragrance. Bai Yeqing took a deep look at her. There was a touch of softness under his eyes. He didn't wake her up, but carefully hugged her into the master bedroom and laid him on the kingsize bed.
Among the pure white pillows, her long hair was like rolling clouds, and she spread softly and lazily. The clean and small face was drawn more and more compact. Bai Yeqing reached out and brushed away the folds between her eyebrows. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, but her eyes did not open.
He pulled open the quilt and covered her densely, and then turned to the bathroom.
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Under the hot air nozzle, hot water washes down from the man's perfect body. The strong muscles, the **** lines, and the strong male hormones.
Even the scars left over the years seemed so **** on him-that was the hero's medal of men.
This man, inside and out, is so perfect.
Bai Yeqing stood under the hot water, and Xia Chen's small face in his mind made him linger. Also, her slender and fragrant body ... in her arms, even if she did nothing, could set him on fire.
In fact, he has endured it long enough!
Thinking of this, I reached out and closed the nozzle. Pulled over the towel, wrapped the lower body at will, shook his head, shook off the water droplets on his head, and opened his long legs to get out.
The bathroom door was suddenly opened from outside at this moment. Xia Xingchen woke up, stood in the doorway wearing a robe, and stared at him with fixed eyes. In her eyes, there was not much drowsiness, but she did not know if it was the water vapor in the bathroom. There was a faint mist in her eyes. With their hands clasped, they dropped to their sides, holding something in their hands.
Bai Yeqing looked at her for a while, her lips twitched, and hugged her with a smile, "I didn't know that you still have a hobby to peek at men's baths."
Xia Xingchen didn't refute, and did not quit with a blushing face as usual, but walked a few steps forward barefoot and stopped in front of him. Then, as if trying to say something, but didn't know how to say it, his lips moved and he lowered his head slightly.
silence.
Tonight, she is very wrong.
Bai Yeqing looked at her in search, took a towel, wiped his face and ears, and walked out, asking, "Is there something to tell me?"
Xia Xingchen followed him step by step. He didn't hear the answer, stepped back, and looked back at her. Throwing the towel on the toffee chair with a casual look, he glanced a little, "Say something, what are you doing?"
"What have you said before, is it still worth it?" She finally spoke, her hand dropped to the side, and clenched.
"What is it?" His inquiring gaze slid from her face to her clenched hand. Faintly seeing a colored corner emerged from her hand. He asked again, "What do you have in your hand?"
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