"President, can I borrow your bathroom?" Yan Zhengling stood in the ear room and asked pitifully.

Her ear room, in fact, is the parent-child bedroom, not only the space is much smaller than the master bedroom, but also has no attached function room.

If you want to take a bath, you can only choose to go to the master bedroom next door or the public bath room outside.

The weather is bad today.

Outside a dull thunder, mixed with wind and rain, made Yan Zhengling feel a little scared. I don't dare to go to the bathroom outside.

He looked up at the lovely woman in pajamas. His eyes fell on her clean and symmetrical legs and swallowed her sexy throat.

She's just like this, which makes him a little overwhelmed.

Don't dare to think about the beauty's appearance in the bath, that picture will certainly let him out of control.

"Go outside." He forced to suppress her habitual indulgence, very difficult to say that she refused.

Yan Zhengling said angrily: "president, I'm afraid." Remember the website m.luoqiuzw.com

looking out of the window, the corridor was dark, only the light of lightning flickered, adding some strange feeling.

Yan Zhengling is not afraid of thunder and lightning. What she is afraid of is the ghost in xiangding garden.

There was a kind of contradictory emotion in the heart of the cold Lord. He not only sympathized with his father, but also loved Zheng Ling. At a young age, he was destroyed twice by his father.

I lost my life once.

It's ruined once.

The hatred between his father and Zheng Ling made him feel extremely afraid. He was afraid that Zheng Ling would hate Wu and Wu when he knew the truth.

"Well." Lord Zhan nodded. His mood suddenly sank.

Yan Zhengling's eyes flashed a touch of bright, smiling, and said, "thank you, president."

Then he ran into the bathroom.

After a while, the sound of water came from the bathroom.

Zhan hanjue's melancholy reverie was successfully stopped by the sound of water. He suddenly found a problem: the girl didn't bring clean clothes when she went in?

Charming lips slightly raised, only in front of him, she would be so heartless.

"Ah..."

an hour later.

"I forgot to bring clean clothes," said Yan Zhengling in the bathroom

Zhan hanjue's eyebrows were dyed with a smile.

Watch it change!

"President!" Yan Zhengling's shy voice came from the bathroom.

"Well?"

"Can you pass me a dress in?"

Zhan hanjue, sitting in a wheelchair, has a certain ability to move. However, the cold Baron had to say no to him

"Please close your eyes when I come out." Yan Zhengling's posture is humble, almost begging.

"Yes," said the warlord

Then I heard squeaking from the bathroom door. How could he miss this once-in-a-lifetime welfare? He glanced up at Yan Zhengling.

Yan Zhengling took a few steps. When her eyes met with those of Han Jue who was hunting for wild animals, Yan Zhengling screamed and ran back to the bathroom.

"President, aren't you afraid of pinholes?" Yan Zhengling cried out shyly.

Zhan hanjue was helpless to come to the cloakroom, took a piece of his white T-shirt, and then came to the bathroom.

"Open the door. Here you are."

Yan Zhengling opened the door a crack, and then stretched out a snow-white hand from inside to feel everywhere.

Lord Zhan took her hand and put his sympathy on her hand.

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