Chapter 1917

He went out of the room and went up to the second floor. He came out of the master bedroom and knocked on the door.

No one answered, and he knocked several times, but no one came to open the door.

He looked down and there was light coming out of the crack under the door.

Why don't you open the door? No answer?

He won't eat them!

He twisted the handle, but the door was locked from the inside.

The tip of his tongue pressed his cheek and locked it? Is it against him?

Ji Shaoheng was a little annoyed and patted hard. He thought that if she didn't open the door again, he would take the spare key and open it by himself.

A moment later, there was a slight movement, followed by Fang Yaqing's voice: "what's the matter?"

"Open the door!" he frowned slightly

Fang Yaqing's voice was a little cold: "what can I do for you?"

The more she didn't open the door, the more angry he was, for fear of what he would do to her?

What kind of woman does he want.

"Open the door!"

When the door was opened, Fang Yaqing looked at him coldly and faintly: "didn't you say that you should live in the guest room downstairs? What are you doing upstairs? "

Ji Shaoheng saw that there were water stains on her clothes and guessed that she was bathing Fang Sitong.

The clothes on her chest were wet with water, and her full and plump outline was outlined. Even the color of her underwear could be seen.

His throat was a little dry. He rolled up and down, and felt a restless heat in his body.

Seeing that he had not spoken, Fang Yaqing asked again, "what's the matter?"

Ji Shaoheng's sight cast to another place, unnaturally coughed: "the bed of guest room has no berth."

Because she was bathing Fang Sitong, for convenience, Fang Yaqing simply tied her hair into a bun, with two strands of broken hair hanging from her temples. It looked a bit messy, but it showed the amorous feelings of a mature woman.

Her hand was on the doorknob all the time: "so?"

Ji Shaoheng naturally said: "there is no nanny here, so I'll trouble you."

Fang Yaqing did not intend to help: "do it yourself."

Ji Shaoheng blew a breath, the flowing bangs on his forehead raised a little, which made him more handsome and free and easy.

There was no expression on his soft and beautiful face: "if I could, I still need to come to you?"

Fang Yaqing sneered, he came to her, she must help?

"Then sleep on the sofa." Then she closed the door.

Ji Shaoheng stretched out his hand quickly, and his voice was a little heavy: "then let Tongtong come out, and I will take her home."

Let him sleep on the couch?

Is there any mistake!

Four eyes relative, two people's eyes are cool cold.

Fang Yaqing's fingers dig into the door frame, and the bones turn white. She finally loses the battle and looks at Ji Shaoheng without expression.

"Wait a moment. I'll come after I've washed Tong."

Her compromise in Ji Shaoheng expected, Ji Shaoheng's face without any accident: "my patience is not good, you know."

Fang Yaqing glared at him. She slammed the door.

Ji Shaoheng back a few steps, leaning against the railing lit a cigarette, slowly smoke up.

When he took the second one, the door was opened, and Fang Yaqing came out. She still had that dress on her body.

Fang Yaqing didn't look at him. She walked up the stairs with her thin body graceful and graceful.

He took a deep breath of smoke, and slowly followed her down the stairs.

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