When he finished, he stuffed the towel into his hand.

"Forget it." People inside the mouth slightly hook, obviously in a good mood.

Wenjo whispered, "you can forget it."

After a while, the wooden door was pushed open. Fu Nanli's hair was still dripping with water, and his shirt button was not buttoned. He came out barefoot. Wenqiao quickly turned his back and said, "why don't you wear your clothes?"

His mind was full of his powerful eight abdominal muscles, and his face was very hot.

"It's too hot." He has no heart.

Wenqiao looked back, the man was still slowly buttoning the button, only two buttons, just want to turn around, Fu Nanli a pull, "help me wipe my hair."

Wenjo was encircled in his arms and had no choice but to pick up a towel to help him wipe his wet hair. He was so tall that she needed to stand on tiptoe. He put one hand around her waist and the other on the wall.

The climate here is hot during the day and cool at night.

As the wind blows through, the heat fades away.

Fu Nanli bent his legs slightly, and Wenqiao leaned against the wall, wiping his hair with delicate fingers.

Her face was crimson, her lips were dyed with roses. Because of the heat, a few strands of her hair were messy and sweaty, and her nose was full of milk and fragrance.

Fu Nanli's throat became sticky and he was staring at her lips.

Lu youyou is so bored that she just wants to go in to find Wenqiao and ask her what she is doing. How can she not come out? When she turns around, she vaguely sees the two people embracing each other and says, "does a single dog have no human rights? Why do we hurt single dogs so much? When is it not good to show affection? "

Can only continue to squat on the ground to draw a circle.

In the room, wenjo had been hugged in his arms and was soft with kisses.

Fu Nanli let her go and continued to buckle: "do you have a good relationship with that Dong?"

Wen Qiao was confused, "Dong Yao?"

"Well."

Wenqiao did not understand. How did he mention Dong Yao?

"It's OK. He's from our folk music club."

"Is he reliable?"

Wenqiao didn't know exactly what he was referring to and nodded: "I'm very reliable."

"Do you have any personal grievances with you?"

Wenjo shook his head. "No, not at all."

Fu Nanli's eyes darkened. If there was no conflict of interest or personal resentment, even if the boy named Dong Yao knew her secret, he would not have spent so much time designing such a work.

Therefore, the suspected candidates are still on the people like Fu Jiang and He Xi.

But they'll know Joel's secret?

For a moment he couldn't figure out what to do.

Wenqiao watched him buckle a button half a day, and his hand was surprisingly slow, so he stretched out his hand to help him do it.

Fu Nanli Mou color is turbulent, a grasp her hand: "don't touch."

Wenjo: I didn't meet you, did you? "

"The finger touched it."

"Not at all?"

Fu Nanli's voice was thick: "no way."

Wenqiao thought, he has a lot of rules. "Then you can make it faster. We have to catch a plane. It's too late to get to Haicheng."

"I'll take a bath again," he said

Wenjo

??

What's going on?

Do you have a habit of cleanliness?

As a result, Lu youyou glared at her: "what about your family Fu Shao? Why didn't you come out with you? "

Wenqiao was confused: "the people who just took a bath say they need to have another bath."

Lu youyou: do you love clean

"Who knows him?"