Chapter 1815

Name:My Third Gentleman Author:Jenny Li
Xu Molian is very calm. She takes off all her underwear and goes into the bathroom directly. She doesn't even give her eyes to Zhang Xiaowei.

Zhang Xiaowei held the towel tightly and tightly, his face was unusually hot.

She can basically be sure that this is Xu Molian's bedroom, this is to let her live in his bedroom directly?

Aunt flower timely appeared to let her come back to her mind, she picked up the clothes on the ground one by one, which seemed to have been done countless times.

"Aunt Hua, is this Xu Molian's bedroom? Is it not suitable for me to live here

Aunt Hua picked up the clothes in a single breath, even without pause. Holding the clothes, she straightened up and said with a smile, "you are a little grandmother. If you don't live with Mr. Xu, don't you live in the guest room?"

Aunt Hua gave her a comforting look, "little grandma, no one in Mr. Xu's room except me. You and Mr. Xu are not husband and wife. Naturally, they are exceptions. Let's blow the hair of the young grandmother. The air duct is in the cupboard in the bathroom

With that, aunt Hua took off her clothes and left.

Zhang Xiaowei is really in trouble. All of this has come so suddenly that she is still floating.

It's not true to be married to Xu Molian.

Xu Molian bath time is not long, Zhang Xiaowei estimated that even 10 minutes did not have him out.

When I came out, there was only a towel around my body, and the water on my chest didn't dry. One drop of water flowed down the wheat skin, and finally disappeared in the position where the towel was connected with the body and fell into

Zhang Xiaowei thinks of the scenery he has seen. There are some shadows on the white towel. It is

"When you've seen enough, come and blow my hair." An imperative tone.

Xu Molian may have seen too many such eyes, not too surprised, nor despised her, he knows what he looks like.

Sometimes he will worry about his appearance. It is not necessarily a good thing for a man to look so beautiful. When he was young, he had a lot of trouble because of this face.

Zhang Xiaowei put down the towel in his hand and naturally took the hair dryer he handed over to help him blow his hair on the bed.

Xu Molian has met many women over the years, but even when she is doing the most intimate things, she has never touched their mouth or let them touch his head.

Man has a restricted area. His head is very sensitive. It is basically his restricted area. However, Zhang Xiaowei feels indifferent when he touches him.

He closed his eyes and ignored this long lost emotion. There was such a woman who didn't hate to appear in his life. He didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

Zhang Xiaowei did this for a man for the first time. He almost curled his slightly longer hair into the wind tunnel several times. When he fiddled with his hair, he found that there was a big scar on his head, like a centipede circling half his head.

Because the hair on the top grows out, even if you pull it out, you won't find it if you don't look carefully. Zhang Xiaowei is shocked. It's because of the multiple injuries that will leave such a big scar?

With a very complex mood to help him blow his hair well, after turning off the hair dryer or nothing asked.

"Blow your hair, too." An imperative tone.

In front of Zhang Xiaowei's face, Xu Molian takes off her only towel to cover her body and calmly drills into the bed.

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