As soon as his body hung in the air, joss felt it, and his eyes suddenly opened. Suddenly, he looked into a pair of deep, dark eyes.

Maybe she didn't wake up. She didn't have a clear mind. She blinked. She didn't know what was going on. She just opened her mouth and called: "Mr. Jing?"

"Well." Jing chihan answered and said softly, "sleep."

His deep voice was like the most beautiful melody in the world. Joss had already been sleeping half way. When he said that, he simply "Oh", closed his eyes, leaned against his arms and went to sleep.

On the second floor, Jing zhehan pauses at the door. He seems to be hesitant. Should he take someone directly into his room or send them back to her room?

After some thought, he did not radical, will be sent back to her room.

The room was very clean. Last night, knowing that she was sure to move in, he found someone to clean up his study and even bought a new bed.

Put the person on the bed, soft touch, so that joss can immediately relax the body, Jing chihan looked at her deep sleeping face, leaned over, pecked on her lips.

It's just a fleeting touch, but the taste is so sweet that he doesn't expect.

As if addicted, he leaned over again and sucked on that lip. The sweet taste made him unconsciously want to deepen the kiss, but he was afraid that too much force would wake her up.

The best way to catch the prey is never to rush, but to wait patiently.

Separate the lips and tongue, he licked the lip flap, stroked her smooth forehead, low way: "I will wait, you are willing."

Light seven words, slowly drifting in the room, disappeared without a trace, like, never appeared.

Leaving the room and closing the door, the woman on the bed turned over. In her dream, she seemed to dream of something beautiful. Her mouth was always up.

The next day, joss was awakened by the sun outside the window. She rubbed her eyes and recalled that she had the habit of pulling the curtains before going to bed. Did she forget last night?

She reluctantly opened her eyes and saw the wide open window. She was stunned for a moment, and then slowly recalled that she seemed to have fallen asleep in the living room last night. So, did Jing chihan carry her into the room?

Thinking about the picture in her mind, she turned red.

She took out her clean clothes from the cupboard and looked around. She found that there was no bathroom in her study. So she was going to wash in the bathroom downstairs?

It seems to be very embarrassing. Will you meet Jing chihan if you go down now?

It should not be possible. Jing is unlikely to get up so early. He should... Well, it should be OK.

She comforted herself, holding her clothes and towel, and quietly pushed the room away.

Outside, it was quiet and motionless.

Joss breathed, crept by the master bedroom door, then went downstairs and dived into the bathroom.

She found that there was no bath milk and shampoo.

I can't knock on Jingzong's door early in the morning to borrow bath milk. I'm so sorry, and in case Jingzong has a habit of cleanliness

Forget it. Don't lose face. It's better to buy it by yourself.

But she went into the room and took her purse. When she came out, the door of the main bedroom suddenly opened.

She was stunned for a moment, and then she saw the naked man standing in the room with a bath towel around his waist. He was wiping his hair and looking at Jos with condensation. She said faintly, "what are you doing walking around in the early morning?"

Joss maintained a frozen posture, staring at him, his face turned red into an apple without warning.

"Jing, Jing, President Jing... Why don't you wear clothes?" Back to God, she quickly closed her eyes, turned around, desperately deep breathing.

But probably because the man just took a bath, when she breathed, it was all the light fragrance of bath milk on the other person's body, and joss's face could not help reddening.

Jing chihan sneers at her, takes down the towel and walks towards her.

Hearing the sound of slippers trampling, joss felt that her whole back was stiff. She buried her head and said, "Mr. Jing, I'm going to buy Bath Milk. Let's go first!" Finish saying, turn round to want to run.

But just step out, the arm has been big grasp, Jing Che Han light way: "I have room, take it to you?"

"No, no, Mr. Jing." She quickly said: "I, I go out to buy on the line, Jing total you are men's, not suitable."

The man picked pick eyebrows, throat, overflow a smile, low asked: "well, nose is very smart, smell out?"

She didn't smell what she heard, but who did. Joss felt like a pervert when he said it. His ears were red again, and he was even more embarrassed.

Jing Che Han teased enough, pinched on her wrist, said: "come in, you can use it in the room." Then he took her to the room.

Joss, who is willing to go in, shakes her head in a hurry and says, "Jing always really doesn't need me. I'll just go out and buy it. Don't bother you. Really..."

"Let you come in, what's the panic?" He raised his eyebrows.

Jos was about to cry. At last, she twisted her wrist, turned and ran to the stairs.

Jing chihan moved quickly, pulled her and pulled her into her arms. With strong masculinity, she flew from all directions almost in an instant. Joss trembled and struggled harder.

But because they are too close now, the bath towel around Jing chihan's waist is not so tight. After such a friction, joss only feels that the warm bath towel falls on his instep, wet and moist, with water vapor.

Joss froze in the same place for a moment, even dared to look down, raised his head and screamed: "ah --"