Chapter 208

Wan Jingting listened to her voice. He suddenly straightened up and came to her slowly. His long arms were on her sides and his eyebrows were closed to her ears. His voice was dumb: "itchy? I think you do have an itch

Tong en didn't react until the hot breath came out and fell on her face. She suddenly woke up.

He is really because of Ji Jinhe.

The man in the bathroom came out and threw her a towel and said, "come and help me with my hair."

Hearing the sound of the shower closing, she quickly put down her comb and stood up.

She thought a lot about the woman at the dinner party. Maybe Wang Yi had feelings with her before, but as he said, no matter how strong some feelings are, once they become the past tense, they don't need to worry too much, as long as they can put them down.

Tong en took off the earrings, put them in the palm of his hand and looked at them for a long time. Then he put them into the box and sat in front of the mirror to comb his hair. His eyes floated to the bathroom from time to time.

There was a clattering of water in the bathroom.

The man looked at her, nodded, took his pajamas and went to the bathroom.

She said with a smile, "yes, take a bath."

Tong en pursed his lips and thought, are you still jealous.

He felt warm and touched.

Suddenly he reached over and touched her hair and couldn't help laughing: "is this your way to please?"

Looking at the clever girl, it's the servant who has been tidying up his clothes for so many years.

Wan Jingting followed with a smile. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the pajamas she handed over: "it's for you."

Tong en let go and ran upstairs.

He shook the hand she held.

"I'm going to take a bath. Do you want to come with me?"

He called her, Tong en looked at him, "what's the matter?"

"Tong en."

Looking at her distressed appearance, Wan Jingting's anger also dissipated a lot. He released her, rubbed her eyebrows, and chuckled: "silly."

Wan Jingting gazed at her as if nothing had happened: "it's all over."

"It hurt."

Tong en pinched his fingernails in the palm of his hand, remembering that there was a scar on his chest.

Wan Jingting answered calmly: "well, it's just a scar, and I have more than one."

"Car accident?" Her eyes stagnated. "Also because of your brother's car accident?"

Wan Jingting took control of her hand, glanced faintly, and said, "nothing. The injury of the car accident has been cured long ago."

Then she reached for it and found a shallow scar on his forehead.

She gasped softly: "on your forehead What's the matter? "

The bite is a little fierce and painful. Tong en smiles and bears his kiss. Her fingers touch his face. The smile in her eyes is deeper, but her fingers touch a place.

He didn't speak, he took action and bit her lip.

Close observation of her chin line is really soft, Wan Jingting raised his eyes, squinting deep eyes.

She showed a timid smile, on the man's eyes, careful: "where do I make you angry?"

But she never said Ji Jinhe to him. Does he know or not?

Around a bath towel, he sat on the bed, hair is still dripping water, a few drops fell on the bed.

She knelt down on the bed and climbed to his side. "Why don't you blow dry and come out again? The ground is wet."

Just came out of the bathroom with a hot palm of moisture, Wan Jingting suddenly pulled her over, at the same time he also went to bed, put his arms around her waist, tone dark way: "I won't, blow not good."