With a crash, he opened the study.
He also looked back.
Neither housekeeper Ji nor servant noticed here.
Zhan beiheng's shower will take some time and will not appear for the time being.
Lin Jiangxia took a reassurance and became more firm in her step towards the desk. Of course, she didn't forget to close the study door.
Sitting down at the desk, my heart almost jumped out of my throat.
It was a blatant violation of Zhan beiheng to do this behind his back for the first time. If he knew, he would be furious.
He won't know. Just take a peek and close it immediately. There is no monitoring in the study. Where will anyone know? Lin Jiangxia comforted herself.
But she comforted herself and couldn't keep her outstretched hand from shaking.
Shudder, open the closed notebook.
The black screen reflected her pale cheeks because of tension.
The screen then lights up.
"Damn it." Lin Jiangxia cursed in a low voice.
The notebook has a password!
Unwilling, she quickly tapped on the keyboard with both hands and entered her birthday.
Brother Zhan likes me so much that he probably sets my birthday as the password, right? She felt a little happy when she thought so.
But when the big words "wrong password" popped up on the screen, her happy heart was instantly driven into the cellar.
She frowned and quickly entered Zhan beiheng's birthday. It was still wrong.
I had to leave bitterly.
Fortunately, no one noticed her behavior until she left the study.
Lin Jiangxia returned to the master bedroom, grabbed a magazine and lay down in bed.
The sound of running water in the master bedroom bathroom suddenly stopped at that time, and then the bathroom door opened.
Zhan beiheng only wrapped a bathrobe around his waist. When was his upper body comparable to the figure of a model, so red fruit was exposed in front of her.
She refused to read it and covered her face with a magazine.
As the footsteps came closer and closer, she clung to the magazine with her ten fingers, resulting in some deformation of the cover of the magazine under her claws.
With a crash, Zhan beiheng pulled the magazine out in front of her.
Lin Jiangxia's cheeks turned red as if she had been pulled off the fig leaf to her face.
Red because she saw his red upper body.
"What are you doing?"
"Read a magazine." Lin Jiangxia picked her eyebrows and looked away, trying to control herself not to be tempted by the beauty in front of her.
"Your magazine is upside down." Zhan beiheng said neither hot nor cold.
Lin Jiangxia was embarrassed. A moment ago, she was upset. It might happen if she took down the magazine.
"Occasionally, I read magazines backwards, which is also one of my ways of self entertainment." Lin Jiangxia sucked his nose, chucked his hands, leaned over and only put his back in front of him.
Zhan beiheng sat down by the bed.
The bed is partly sunken.
The sheet was very slippery, because the sunken part of her body almost slipped towards him uncontrollably. She twisted her body, but she could not stop the sliding, and her back immediately stuck to his thigh.
Lin Jiangxia closed her eyes and blushed.
"Are you angry with me?"
His deep, magnetic voice came to his ears.
"I'm angry, what can I be angry about!" She said impolitely.
Zhan beiheng stretched out his hand, grabbed her chin with his thumb and index finger and forced her to turn around.
But she still closed her eyes.
"Open your eyes." He commands naturally.
"No." She refused very simply.
"Why are you angry?" Zhan beiheng was puzzled. His tone was puzzled, or maybe a little reflective.
Lin Jiangxia also couldn't hold the fire. He suddenly sat up and crossed his legs. Although he opened his eyes, he still controlled his eyes and tried not to stay on him for too long.
After all, his figure is really... Beautiful!
"Brother Zhan, bring your cell phone." She spread her right hand and said.
Zhan beiheng wondered, but also nodded. He took the mobile phone from the bedside table and put it in her palm.
Lin Jiangxia's thumb lit up the screen, and the decryption interface appeared. She hummed and said, "hum, look, there's a password."
"Yes." Zhan beiheng answered very simply.
Without blinking, Lin Jiangxia quickly input his birthday sequence.
Similarly, the word "password error" also jumps out on the mobile phone screen.
She was a little sad, sniffed and said, "you see?"
"The password is not your birthday." Zhan beiheng finally saw her operation clearly.
"Yes, it's not my birthday." Lin Jiangxia gritted his teeth.
Reason told her that this may be a little too unreasonable, but at the moment, she is obviously more dominated by sensibility.
In front of Zhan beiheng, she didn't have to hide her mind at all.
Unhappy, just unhappy.
After that, she took her mobile phone back to Zhan beiheng's palm. She threw her hands straight on the bed. Of course, she also turned her back to Zhan beiheng and said, "I don't care whose birthday you set your mobile phone and computer password to."
"Why must it be a birthday?" Straight man said.
"Of course, birthdays are the best to remember and the easiest to set as a series of passwords. Of course, it's too easy to be tried out by others with my birthday, so I usually set it as the password of the person I like." Lin Jiangxia tilted her mouth and spoke fast, as if she were singing rap: "this is to not forget the birthday of her favorite."
"So is your mobile phone setting my birthday as the password?" Zhan beiheng's tone seemed to bring a smile.
Lin Jiangxia sat up reluctantly, shook her hair, grabbed her mobile phone from the bedside table, shook it in front of Zhan beiheng and said, "brother Zhan, watch it."
She deliberately slowed down the speed of entering the password so that Zhan beiheng could see it clearly.
Needless to say, the password she set is naturally Zhan beiheng's birthday.
"You see, because my favorite person is brother Zhan." Lin Jiangxia pursed her lips and showed some anger between her eyebrows.
This time, she is really unhappy.
She was unhappy because Zhan beiheng not only didn't use her birthday as the daily password, but also tried to argue!
Yes, in her opinion, that's sophistry!
With these words, she chucked up her mobile phone and lay down on her side, still with her back to him.
"Maybe it's OK for you to set such a password." Zhan beiheng said in a slightly low voice: "but for people like me... Whether mobile phones or computers, there are too many business secrets, so it's just a digital password. It's too much to agree to be cracked."
Oh, still quibbling!
Oh, man!