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? "
The shyness on Tong en's face became more obvious, and he pushed his hard chest, "do you want to blow your hair?"
Wan Jingting lifted his eyebrows and let go.
On the golf course, she is not alone. There are countless pairs of eyes around her. If she said hello, it would not be what Tong en would do, and it might cause a series of effects.
"I'm really afraid to disturb you. If I had come up to say hello to you at that time, it would have caused trouble. You don't want to have such trouble. " She held on, sipping her lips.
She side eyes, after repeated contact with him, originally weak eyes also gradually become calm, not afraid to look at him again, even if seen.
Tong en can't deny it. He can see and speak accurately, but he doesn't like to be seen too clearly.
Wan Jingting was staring at her. His three-dimensional and handsome face showed a momentum of examination and not to be deceived. Tong en sat in front of him as if he had seen her inside and outside, including a little careful thinking.
"It's false to be afraid of disturbing me, and it's true that you don't want to get into trouble. Don en, do you think so in your heart
Now it's a dead end to admit it.
Tong en bit his lip: "no..."
His voice was low and slow. It sounded like he was interrogating her.
"Don't you blush when you lie?"
Tong en always felt that such a posture was not suitable for conversation. He remembered that he was stopped by a force and finally surrendered. He calmed down and said, "I'm afraid I'll disturb you."
The breath is too hot.
"Why hide when you see me on the golf course today?" He took her by the hand and suddenly pulled her to his side, letting her sit on his leg.
When Tong en went over and handed his hand to him, he felt that God loved him very much.
Looking along his hand, the palm is broad and thick, and the palmprint is a clear line. The lifeline, wisdom line and emotion line are all on the same line.
Tong en didn't move. He took the initiative to stretch out his hand. Now he looked harmless again.
"Come here."
Tong en came out of the bathroom and had changed his pajamas. The man who had just been lying down got up and sat down again. He was a little tired.
Tong en vaguely felt that he was sulking. He was still angry after blowing his hair.
With that, the man directly lay on the bed, pulled up one side of the sheet to cover, action at one go.
"Well, take a bath and go to bed."
Tong en packed up and told him, "it's done."
I didn't speak until the sound of the hair dryer disappeared.
This word appeared in my mind, thinking of Tong en and Shen Tuoyuan talking and laughing, Wan Jingting's smile in his eyes gradually subsided.
Dimples like flowers.
She stood aside to blow his hair scene also fell in the opposite mirror, cut eyes full of water, full of deep meaning, lips like flowers.
Fingers go through his short hair, soft hair.
The back of his head is very nice. Tonn opens the hair dryer to blow his hair and realizes that.
At that time, she will take the initiative to provide topics for those gossip people in the company.
Wan Jingting looked at her expression, his pupils narrowed slightly, and he also had some thinking in his heart.
At first, he wanted to marry her home and let her stay at home. On the one hand, he gave an account to the old man. On the other hand, the less people knew her identity, the better.