Chapter 29

Wake up, Yang Yi! The bottom of my heart is crying. Yang Yi Meng to take back the color of the eyes, cough hard, serious face: "do you want to drink water?"

"Well." Is she embarrassed? Right? Running into the kitchen speed is also too fast, Wang Jiaze's eyes follow her: "don't walk too big."

"Yes!" Yang Yi hides in the kitchen, his hands on his chest. Under the palm, the chest rises and falls rapidly, and the young heart flutters. Oh, how delicious! His clavicle is beautiful. He has chest muscles! For the first time, she realized that she would be in love on purpose.

But Wang Jiaze can't. She can't have anything to do with this man.

Taking two glasses of warm water out, she took a deep breath, calm, calm! She went out and saw him standing by the sofa.

A stream of nosebleed was almost gushing out. He took off his shirt. His shoulders were wide and his skin was white. He had strong muscles. He took a look down and saw six gorgeous abdominal muscles!

Yang Yi pretended to be calm, "drink water."

Wang Jiaze took over the glass and commented: "your house is well decorated."

European garden style, although the area is not large, but the layout is reasonable, entrance is the porch, to the right is the hall, to the left is two bedrooms. There are several Plush pillows on the strip sofa with beige and light blue. Beside the sofa, there is a red love type lazy sofa with soft cushions and footstool. Cochlea is reading and drinking coffee inside. It's absolutely a great enjoyment.

"Of course, I designed it myself." Yang Yi raised her voice. "Give me the clothes."

Wang Jiaze handed her the clothes. She went to the balcony, propped up her clothes with a hanger and straightened them out. There is a light smell from the nose, like the smell of sunshine. That's his Taste? Her face suddenly burned, put her clothes in the dryer, set the time, and went back to the living room.

Wang Jiaze turns the books on the tea table freely.

It was a strange experience for him. At a woman's house, she was helping him with his clothes. It was raining hard outside, but it had nothing to do with him. There was no war, no heavy business, no interruptions, and he reached the gentle land. He felt more peaceful than ever.

All of a sudden, someone destroyed the rare tranquility. The unidentified object flew towards him. He subconsciously held out his hand and held it. It was a piece of clothes. "The pajamas I bought for my dad, he hasn't worn them yet," Yang said. You can wear it first. "

Wang Jiaze did not like to be naked in front of others, so he put it on obediently. Yang Yi looks at him, wearing pajamas does not damage his beauty. Like him, such a rich and handsome man, the woman who pursues him should be like a crucian carp crossing the river. How can he be like a single man? Whenever he meets, he is a person and a group of bodyguards. Is it difficult to Like men?

Yang Yi was shocked by his guess. If he was a gay, it would be too much.

Yang Yi sits down in the lazy sofa, raises his legs to the footstool, takes the mobile phone to watch the news. Wang Jiaze leans on the sofa, quietly listening to the sound of the rain outside, from time to time to see Yang Yi, who is focusing on his mobile phone.

Suddenly, he asked: "Yang Yi, you live alone?"

"Privacy, no comment."

"Talk."

She looked at him lazily and asked with her eyes: what are you talking about? Even if she let him in, it doesn't mean they are friends.