At close range, the figure comparable to the European male model is more clear and incomparably falls into Pei Luoyi's eyes, as if a magnet could attract her vision uncontrollably.
She coughed twice and forced her eyes to move away from the strong muscles in the man's abdomen, "no... I walked around casually and woke up feeling a little stuffy in the room. I came out to blow the wind and wake up."
With that, two unnatural blushes rose on the white cheeks.
Gong Yan quietly looked at her erratic sight and easily noticed her prudence.
The thin lip line slightly outlined a shallow smile arc. He pulled the white towel down from his neck. His deep black eyes were nailed to her face for a moment and ruthlessly pierced, "what are you nervous about?"
"What?"
Pei Luoyi raised her head, kept her perspective above his neck, and subconsciously felt palpitations with those eyes that seemed to have insight into the hearts of the people, "nervous? I didn't. "
Finally, she pulled a tight smile on her lips, "Er, go back after you exercise. The servant said dinner was almost ready."
After that, he turned around and spread oil on the soles of his feet.
Before he took a step, a strong force came from his shoulder.
Then he was turned in another direction by the force.
Before she could react to anything, the man's temperature wrapped her firmly.
Peloy's whole body froze.
"Gong... Gong Yan..." her red lips moved and whispered at a loss.
"Well..."
In response to her, the man sent meaningless monosyllabic stanzas from his throat, low and lazy.
The man's head was buried on her shoulder, so peloy couldn't see his expression, but somehow... He seemed to be in a low mood.
She turned her head and her eyes darkened.
"You..." when the words came to his mouth, Pei Luoyi suddenly didn't know how to ask. What could he ask? If he couldn't help solve it, it would only increase embarrassment. After all, with his current status and identity, ordinary people don't have the ability to solve his troubles.
This clear cognition struck her nerves. At this moment, some problems that had never been faced up to before seemed to surface and put them in front of her one by one.
Just like she never felt that the identity gap between two people was an obstacle to their love.
Love is nothing more than two people see the right eye, and a series of subtle reactions occur, and finally come together and stay together.
If you like each other, just be together.
Because of the great difference in identity, she felt that it was too hypocritical to deserve such a play.
But now, for a moment, she would have this inferiority complex that she despised.
I can't help. Only at this moment will she be so weak.
She is a layman.
Just hold it like you want to hug each other forever.
When Pei Luoyi regained consciousness, she remembered the dinner the servant had told her not long ago.
She lifted her eyelids and glanced at the French window. It was completely dark outside the window, and the street lights in the manor were on.
In addition, the man always put his head on her shoulder, no thicker than his shoulder. When he pressed her for a while, her whole shoulder felt heavy.
Pei Luoyi wants to stretch out her hand and try to push the man away. As soon as the palm of her hand is stuck on it, she suddenly touches the concave convex muscles in his abdomen and suddenly shrinks back.
His face is redder than before.