Chapter 34

Luo Juntian can't laugh or cry. "I didn't expect that you, who have always been rigid, would make such a little prank and dirty my clothes. Is it so fun?" I do not know why, such a lovely her, even if it is deliberately dirty his clothes, he is not angry, but full of heart.

"Well, it's fun. It's very fun." Tang Nuanyang nodded in his arms, closed his eyes, heard the strong beating sound of his heart, and his heart became very peaceful.

Luo Juntian droops his eyes and sees her head. "For the sake of your pain, let you play more." he raises his hand and caresses her hair very lightly. He wants to touch her but doesn't want her to know.

In front of the mirror, they hugged each other silently, a prank like a child would play, wrapping two hearts that need warmth.

In 15 minutes.

Tang Nuanyang's hands hanging on his waist slowly relaxed and stepped up. He breathed evenly and his face was quiet.

"Warm Yang" Luo Juntian called her, he stood on the people are about to die, this woman how did not point reaction.

He carefully pushed her away and looked down. He couldn't help laughing. She had been asleep for a long time. No wonder she didn't move for a long time. He took him as a mattress.

Gently pick her up, take her out of the bathroom and put her on the big bed.

She is really tired, so tired that she can fall asleep standing.

Back to the bathroom, he took the bandage. He held his breath and carefully wrapped it up for her. As soon as she straightened her eyebrows, he immediately stopped and gently rubbed her head with his palm. After her eyebrows were healed, he continued to move.

Tied up, he collapsed a long breath, more exciting than bungee jumping.

Looking at the sweet sleeping woman, he was also a little sleepy. He took off his coat and unbuttoned his shirt collar. He lay beside her and soon fell asleep. He felt very down-to-earth.

It's daybreak.

Tang Wenyang moved his arm for a while. It was so painful. How could it hurt so much.

She opened her eyes vaguely and saw the gorgeous chandelier. She knew that she was at home. Suddenly, she felt the sound of breathing on her cheek.

There's someone else in bed?!

Is it Luo Juntian? She tensed her body and breathed. It can't be him, but who else can sleep in this room.

Slowly turned his head, soft white light, he is as quiet as the God of the beautiful face engraved in her pupil, facial features are so delicate and deep, not wake up when the domineering sharp, beautiful let her heart deeply throb.

She reached out to touch his face, but there was a knock on the door

Luo Juntian wakes up with a long frown, and Tang Nuanyang quickly puts his hand away.

"Who"

"young master, young lady, when the master asks you to get up, go over."

OK, we'll go right after we get up. "Tang Nuanyang responded and quickly got up from the bed.

Outside the door, the housekeeper leaves, and Luo Juntian wakes up completely. Seeing Tang Nuanyang's back in the dressing room, he breathes and gets out of bed.

Tang Nuanyang picked out a black dress and put it on. He stood in front of the floor mirror and tied the belt.

Luo Juntian came in, took a light gray shirt, stood in front of the floor mirror with her, took off his shirt, revealing his strong upper body, as smooth as porcelain.

"What are you running away from?" He spoke suddenly.