Jiang Beichen was wearing a bathrobe and was lying at the head of the bed. The neckline of the bathrobe is very generously exposed, and large areas of skin are exposed. I was reading an English book in my hand.
As soon as you enter the door, song Xiaoya looks at the beautiful scene and swallows her saliva. Then subconsciously touched his nose with his hand, to determine whether there is nosebleed.
See song Xiaoya came in, he slightly raised his head, eyes lazy swept her one eye.
Then, she was amused by her little actions, with a smile on the corner of her mouth and a light in her eyes, looking at her.
"I'll take a bath." Song Xiaoya regained her mind, and then walked over like a bathroom.
"Come on, don't make me wait too long." Jiang Beichen urges a way.
Song Xiaoya nodded awkwardly and walked into the bathroom.
After the bathroom door was closed by her, song Xiaoya stood there and took two deep breaths, which suppressed the problem of tachycardia.
After going out for a while, there must be something between those men and women, which made her unstable. I don't know whether it was fear or other emotions.
With some tangled ideas, song Xiaoya took this bath for a long time.
She is more and more low, can't stop the feeling to him, always a touch will melt in his arms.
Jiang Beichen's body-building is not white long, physical strength is good, no words, every time let her hard support, tired to death in the past.
Song Xiaoya even began to doubt that it was not her own body. Why did she have such dependence on Jiang Beichen and become so It's hard to say.
However, she seems to change nothing, like being set a track, can only step by step close, and then fall into.
After taking a bath and changing into a nightdress, song Xiaoya dawdles out of the bathroom after midnight.
Jiang Beichen saw that she came out and threw the book in his hand onto the sofa. He was not happy. "Why so long?"
But for the sound, he must have suspected that she had fainted in the bathroom. If she doesn't come out again, he will rush in.
"After washing, the hair had to be blown dry, so it took some time." She touched her long hair.
Jiang Beichen sat up, then put out his hand to lift the quilt, patted the bed with his hand, and said to her in the voice of command, "come here quickly!"
Now it's midnight, it's time to rest.
She thinks Jiang Beichen is always strange today. I don't know if she thinks too much.
Slowly dawdle in the past, and then sit on the edge of the bed, take off the shoes and climb up. Trying not to look at Jiang Beichen's expression, she turned over, covered the quilt and closed her eyes.
Seeing her careful appearance, Jiang Beichen was a little funny. He turned off the light at the head of the bed, then lay down, put one hand around her waist, and buried his nose and mouth between her hair.
Song Xiaoya suddenly nervous, she is almost body taut, dare not move.
"Relax, let me have a hug." Jiang Beichen noticed her strange, soft voice sounded in her ear.
Song Xiaoya is a little surprised. Is it really just a hug? How is it different from what you think? Is it so simple for Jiang Beichen to run over and urge her to come back just to hold her to sleep?
In the heart a burst of embarrassment, song Xiaoya feels that his idea is more and more dirty now, is really a little dirty girl!
Put away those messy ideas, song Xiaoya relax, and the breath is full of Jiang Beichen's unique man's breath.
Before, when Jiang Beichen was lying beside her, she was easily affected and couldn't sleep well. But today, she felt that such a hug gave her enough sense of security, and she soon fell asleep.
This night, she slept very soundly, very warm.
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as night fell, the whole city gradually quieted down.
Under a certain building, song Tianyu's car is still parked here. With a trace of sadness between his eyebrows, he smokes his cigarette fiercely.
It was two o'clock in the morning, and the window upstairs was still on, attracting his attention.
He didn't know why she didn't rest. Maybe she was in a bad mood and couldn't sleep.
Song Tianyu threw the burning cigarette butt out of the window, then picked up his mobile phone from his seat and skillfully entered a series of numbers.
He didn't save the address book, but he won't forget this series of numbers in his life. This is the mobile phone number he personally handled for Milan a few years ago.
And she hasn't changed her phone number for several years, although she doesn't know how many.
This series of figures may be the last tacit understanding between them.
Hesitated for a moment, song Tianyu dialed the phone, but no one answered.
His hand holding the mobile phone began to tremble, and his eyes were staring at the window. The tension in his heart became more and more obvious.
Milan never likes to sleep with the light on, so she must not be sleeping now, but why not answer the phone?The mobile phone is still not answered. Song Tianyu finally can't sit down. He hangs up the phone and gets off the car. A few minutes later, his figure has appeared at the elevator entrance on the 10th floor.
Out of the elevator, he stood at the door of the room and pressed the doorbell.
There was no response.
"Ha ha -" Song Tianyu gave a wry smile. She was probably not at home. He thought too much.
Just as he was about to turn and leave, there was a sound in the room, like something had broken.
His heart suddenly a tight, quickly back to the door, in the password key input a series of numbers, the door opened.
The security code was set by him at the beginning and is still valid. Milan have not changed it.
Song Tianyu opened the door and strode in. There was a strong smell of wine. On the sofa lay a woman with long hair and curly hair. She looked sad and her eyes were blurred.
She was wearing a suspender, eyes closed, lying on her side in the sofa, her long white legs exposed.
Song Tianyu stopped and frowned at her drunkenness. How much did she drink?
Want to wake her up, but he finally hesitated, just squat down, quietly watching her sleep.
In recent years, he has only seen her on TV. This is the first time that he has looked at her so closely. She has lost a lot of weight, which makes song Tianyu feel distressed.
He didn't understand why she had to choose such a way at the beginning, at the expense of their flesh and blood, and why she didn't want to stay by his side and be a little woman loved by him.
He couldn't understand and forget. He could only heal the wound alone in the night when there was no one, but the wound didn't heal, instead, it became more and more painful.
Song Tianyu sighed, then picked her up from the sofa and strode to the bedroom.