Chapter 1757

Jing Moyan opened the door of his study and Liu Minxin, who had not left, was surprised.

Jing Moyan raised his eyebrows, looked at her indifferently, and walked in front of her.

The man's pace was steady and fast. Tao Yuhao was led by him. In order to keep up with him, she stepped a little wider.

When she passed Liu Minxin, she didn't have time to take a look at Liu Minxin, so she was pulled back to his bedroom by Jing Moyan

Liu Minxin stood there, holding the fruit dish tightly in both hands, looking at Jing Moyan's figure with a lonely face——

Tao Yuhao shook his head, which has two meanings. She is not Zhang Xiaozhang's woman yet. Zhang Xiaozhang is not as handsome as him in pajamas.

What does she mean by shaking her head? Jing Moyan smiled, "there are really men who like to sleep violently."

"My brother is not as handsome as you in his pajamas. There is less ink. Why are you so beautiful?"

Jing Moyan nodded, "my father and mother have good genes."

Tao Yuhao put his hand down and smiled sweetly. "You're so beautiful that I can't take my eyes off you."

"Then don't move."

"What if I like you?"

"If you like me."

Tao Yuhao suddenly remembered something, turned and pointed to the skirt in the wardrobe: "for me?"

Jing Moyan approached her, "you are my fiancee now. I need your clothes in my wardrobe."

"When did you prepare it?"

"You don't have to know."

"Oh." Tao Yuhao nodded. "I thought it was Miss Liu's."

Jing Moyan's eyes were slightly heavy: "imagination is very rich."

As he approached, she seemed to feel his breath haunting her.

Tao Yuhao quickly took a skirt and went to the bathroom.

Jing Moyan called her, "don't wear neiyineku?"

Tao Yuhao listens and steps.

Seeing that she didn't turn around to take it, Jing Moyan opened a small storage box in the lower grid and took out a set of women's personal clothes.

Tao Yuhao's mind was still in a mess, and a set of off white close fitting clothes passed before his eyes.

Looking at this set of things, Tao Yu dried his throat, and his voice was a little astringent: "thank you, little ink!"

He grabbed what he handed her and rushed into the bathroom as fast as he could.

Looking at her like a frightened little rabbit running away, Jing Moyan couldn't help but evoke a gentle smile that he didn't even notice.

In the bathroom, Tao Yuhao wanted to cry and looked at the intimate clothes Jing Moyan gave her.

This man

About fifteen minutes later, Tao Yuhao came out of the bathroom.

Her hair rose randomly, with some messy hair and thin drops of water.

The pink skirt set off her skin very white and delicate, with a ruddy face and eyes.

It's amazing. It's amazing.

Jing Moyan has been sitting there by the head of the bed, browsing with his mobile phone in his hand.

When Tao Yuhao came out, he looked up at her and paused.