At the beginning, an Xiaowan didn't speak. She raised her eyes and stared at the door, holding the sheets in both hands and tightening them slowly.
Outside, Huo Shen's voice was cold, and said, "if you don't open the door, I'll break in."
Gong Li's mysterious and deep eyes blinked and looked at an Xiaowan, saying that he didn't quite understand his part.
An Xiaowan kisses and breathes and walks towards the door.
She was barefoot, without slippers.
At the door, an Xiaowan hesitated for two seconds before opening the door gently.
Outside, the corridor light is bright, but not bright, Huo Shen's cool and dark look. His deep and boundless eyes, in the small evening on Shangan, for a moment, like the sea surface suddenly rising, rolling out a crazy whirlpool.
There was a cold wind all around.
An Xiaowan wrapped up his nightgown and looked coolly at Huo Shen, "what are you doing here?"
"Ann, Xiao, Wan!"
Huo Shen's expression is unpredictable, a handsome face, dark and frightening.
Like an assist, Gong Li came out from inside at this time, rubbed his hair and looked at Huo Shen and an Xiaowan, "what's the matter?"
His face was full of a kind of annoyance of being disturbed.
After Huo Shen saw it, his heart suddenly tightened.
The next second, his big hand has suddenly stretched out, holding an Xiaowan's wrist.
"Ah." An Xiaowan breathed a low voice, as if she had been caught in pain, and drew back her hand. But Huo Shen didn't mean to let go, just staring at the direction of Gong Li, as if to eat people.
Gong Li is not afraid of silk, mysterious and handsome face, showing a touch of anger, raised his hand to press the back of Huo Shen's hand.
"She was pinched by you." "Let go," he said in a deep voice
It was the first time that an Xiaowan saw Gong Li and Huo Shen confront each other. After all, several times in the past, he was indifferent.
She was surprised but didn't show it. She just whispered, "Huo Shen, what's the matter with you?"
"Thin words, but not a deep, deep eyes from the palace
The palace did not move.
The height and figure of the model must be first-class. In addition, Gong Liben has unique temperament and handsome appearance. Otherwise, how can he become a national God. So he stood behind her in his nightgown. It was a bit of a match, like a flower protector.
After a long standoff, an Xiaowan still frowned and said, "Gong Li, or you go to the next door first, and we'll talk about it."
"Good." Palace from this just took back the sight, slightly nodded.
Took the clothes to change again, palace from the Salan left.
Huo Shen, on the other hand, pushed an Xiaowan into the room and kicked the door of the room with his long legs.
There were only two of them left in the room.
Even if Huo Shen didn't want to see it, he still saw the messy bed behind her and the clothes on the ground.
What's more, the smell of the real shower gel on her body and her long, moist, loose hair.
A burst of anger and pain wrapped his heart.
Huo Shen's eyes are dark red, and suddenly push an Xiaowan and press it on the wall.
"What did you do?"
An Xiaowan's eyes were fixed slightly and said faintly, "as you can see."
Huo deep breathing micro chaos, cold eyes dead staring at her, a grip on her slender neck.
He hoarse way: "you are not cold, shadow, can't touch?"
An Xiaowan coldly said the lines he had already thought of, "I think I'm just Not with you. "