Chapter 152

Tong en raised his eyes and looked at him. The eyes washed by water were bright and there was an indescribable desire. Yes, the desire of his eyes had not been completely eliminated.

"Well?" Tong en pretended to doubt and blinked at him.

Wan Jingting raised his chin and pointed to the cabinet over there: "take the hair dryer to blow my hair."

Even the voice is a little nervous: "you let go, you don't touch there."

With that, Tong en tried to break free, but his head was pressed by him, and he could not move. His breath lingered around, making her tremble.

"No She's telling the truth. She only told herself.

He was almost against her nose, breathing evenly on her face, word by word: "can you blow? Have you ever been blown? "

Tong en was forced to raise his chin to look at him. His sharp eyes stabbed at him like a bright light. Jun's face was magnified in an instant, with a chill.

The eye wave is as calm as a sea, but it is also like the short silence before the huge waves roll.

Wan Jingting thoughtfully put on a dazzling smile and watched her come over cleverly. He held out his hand to hold her back neck. His action was not gentle at all.

There is something in her words, and there is something to complain about.

"I'll get it now. I'll blow your hair. Don't look at me like that."

Tong en calmly tells himself that there is no good fruit to eat against his will. He simply does not show any trace. He flicks his hand and turns his cold eyes on him. Instead, he smiles.

Even reached out and pinched her face, a little angry.

"Get the hair dryer and blow my hair." This time, he even saved his name, and his voice was dignified: "my husband has yelled, how can I embarrass you by blowing my hair?"

Tong en immediately glanced at him and swearing. Who was so smart when he was a child.

Wan Jingting gently raised his eyebrows: "am I so stupid? Knock on it? "

As a child, she also knocked her mouth and bled.

Tong en licked his lips and said, "you said you knocked it."

Tong en Leng Leng, why this situation reversed, it is clear that his fault, why blame to her?

He gently tick out a calm smile, innocent eyes, but asked her: "what do you say to do? How am I going to meet tomorrow? "

"Who told you? I was also instinctive when I started to do something..." Tong en hesitated and explained.

Tong en raised his eyes to see that his lips were full of dazzling color, especially the corner that had just shed blood when illuminated by the light was particularly obvious, emitting danger and taboo.

The man who was left out in the cold stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips. He stepped forward to the woman with his long legs, touched his lips with his long finger, and said: "look, you almost broke my face."

His hair didn't know how soft it could be with the touch of his fingers. Tong en thought roughly, his mouth was too sour.

Tong en was too lazy to move in bed. "Blow it yourself."

For the first time, she knew that her back neck would be so sensitive.

This sentence can make the man in front of him come to interest, his eyes are burning, bright eyes observe the woman's face without powder, her white skin because of shyness and dyed red cheeks, like peach petals in excellent rice paper.

After a few minutes of relaxation, Wan Jingting showed his rare tenderness and said with a mellow voice: "is this another sensitive area? Is that right, Donne? "