Chapter 320

"Mushihan, you promised me that you would not force me any more!"

Under the dim wall lamp, his handsome face may be suffering from something. The blue tendons on his forehead appear slightly, and there are crystal sweat falling down his outline.

She looked at him in the opposite direction. His dark pupils reflected her uneasy shadow.

Two people nearly looked at each other for a minute, he frowned and scolded, released her, rolled out of bed, and entered the bathroom.

"Stay here at night." He gave a hoarse admonition before the bathroom door closed.

Nanzhi knows his temper. If she really goes, he will not let her go even if she goes to the ends of the earth.

Since he can let her go, he must not do anything else at night.

Somehow she was willing to believe him.

But in fact, she belittled the nature of men.

About half an hour later, he came out of the bathroom wearing a bath towel.

Mushihan had a towel in his hand and had just taken a cold bath. His hard short hair was still wet. He raised his hand and wiped his hair. His arm muscles gave off the power of men's cardia, full of hormone.

"What shame."

Nanzhi doesn't want to talk to him.

She is different from him. She has little experience in contact with men, especially in intimacy, and he gives her all.

"Can you dress up and come out again?" South Gardenia will face into the quilt, the skin is hot and hot.

Musihan looks at the woman who hides her head in the quilt. The sword eyebrow is discontented and picks up, "you woman, don't be in bliss and don't know how to be blessed!"

After a while, the other side of the bed slightly sunken down, the man lay up, with a light fragrance just after bathing.

He turned off the light and the room fell into a dark.

None of them spoke to each other.

"Kitten."

He called her in a low, hoarse voice.

Nanzhi didn't notice. She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

"You don't need to contact Jichuan in the future. That kid is interesting to you."

Nanzhi continues to sleep.

Nearly half an hour later.

There is no sleepiness of the South Gardenia suddenly found a little bit wrong.

The man lying behind, breathing, seems heavy.

Then again, the disorder lost its rhythm.

Nanzhi couldn't sleep because of his heavy breathing.

She turned over and accidentally touched his arm with her fingers.

Hot.

Do you have a fever?

Because he went to the bathroom and had a cold bath for half an hour?

"Mushihan, are you ok?" There was no light in the room, the curtains were closed, she couldn't see him clearly, she could only feel that he wasn't asleep.

"Kitten, I'm a little upset."

Nanzhi heard that his voice was abnormal. He thought that he had a fever and was afraid. He raised his hand and touched his forehead.

Almost as soon as he touched him, his thin fingers were grasped by him.

"Mushihan, are you ill again?"

"I don't want you to touch it. Do you want to kill yourself?"

If the kid is my son, you were four years ago

Nanzhi's face turned red. "I don't know if it's you until the result comes out."

Mushihan raised her jaw and laughed, "I have a premonition, that person is me."

The first time he saw her, he had a sense of inexplicable familiarity.

"If that's you, we're even."

Musihan gave a low smile.

"Mushan, if you touch me again, I won't forgive you!"

Nanzhi doesn't want to talk to him any more. She struggles and reaches for the top of her head, slapping the wall lamp on.

The sudden light makes two people face each other.

His dark eyes leaped with scarlet flames, his thin and handsome face was tight, and the glistening sweat drops on his forehead fell.

Seeing what he looks like now, Nanzhi's heart beat missed a few beats.

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