Chapter 610

The man in the bathrobe came over with a towel in his hand, and her short black hair was still dripping. She could not help but remind her, "it's dripping all over the ground."

Wan Jingting wiped his hair with a towel. Looking at the woman in the mirror, he said in a deep voice, "where do I sleep tonight?"

It has to be said that this man's bathrobe shows his strong chest when he comes out of the bath. His lazy tone is very sexy.

She patted his hand, rubbed his nose, sniffed, "I kicked your foot, you don't pretend to be poor."

Wan Jingting took a breath, squeezed her little nose and said coldly, "do you want to abolish me?"

The woman in her arms kicked him hard and said, "I'm not serious. I'll ask you to be serious."

Seeing her face shocked, he pretended to be serious and said, "well. It's a love killer. "

“…… "Ah?"

Wan Jingting held her waist, chin close to her forehead, thin lips slightly raised, smell speech looked down at her, "I used to be a killer."

"Wan Jingting." Tong en looked at him and said, "what else do you have that I don't know?"

I didn't expect that he had such good skills. Last time in the shopping mall, he snatched the knife from the gangster so fast that she should have expected that this man was not just a business tycoon fighting with various means in the shopping mall.

"Oh? You can't sleep or me? Or can't we all sleep? " Wan Jingting suddenly got up neatly and turned over from behind her to the opposite side of her. The quilt fell down. His smiling face surprised her and made her falter, "you..."

Tong en reached out and patted his palm. A few flusters flashed in his clear eyes. He eagerly told him, "you can't sleep with me."

I don't know who I'm talking about.

"Hold you and you'll fall asleep."

Then a rustling sound came out. When she reacted, the powerful palm had already tightened her waist. He held her in his arms and Tong en's waist was frozen.

I heard a few shallow smiles.

She pulled the bedding, light way: "you can't sleep is your business."

In the dark, Wan Jingting deeply coagulated her back and said, "can't sleep?"

She tossed and turned, alerting the man on the other side.

Tong en opened the bedclothes to sleep on his left side, closed his eyes, the light went out quickly, and there was another person's weight on the bed.

The light in the bathroom went out, and only the bedside lamp was still on, illuminating a small piece of warm world. Tong en walked to the big bed and found that the bedding on the bed had been changed by sister Lin, and the silk bedding was all embroidered with pink love.

She didn't speak and went out.

Until she cleaned up, she wiped her hands with a towel, Wan Jingting turned off the hair dryer, and opened his voice hoarsely and deeply: "going to sleep?"

Tong en finished her makeup, took a bottle of cleansing cream into the bathroom, squeezed some palm in her hand, rubbed it on her face, like she was alone in the bathroom, completely ignoring the man blowing his hair.

The man went into the bathroom in silence, and soon there was the sound of a hair dryer.

Tong en, as if nothing had happened, thought that his words were funny. "This is your home. You can sleep wherever you want. I can't interfere."

He pinched her face, feeling very good, and could not help pinching again.

Tong en was annoyed. He was about to bite into his palm, just like he did in the evening, but he didn't bite at all, depending on his attitude.

Wan Jingting looked at her quiet and soft appearance and hugged her even harder. His voice was as cool as night. "What I didn't tell you, Mrs. Wan, don't do me wrong."