C217

The phone rings in the room.

With this ring interference, the atmosphere of the whole room seems a bit out of place.

Huan Jing strode out to the sofa.

Tang xianrui's bag is placed on the sofa. The vibration inside is clear and audible.

The bell rang again and again, as if urging the people on this side of the room to catch up.

Huan Jing calmly opens Tang fenrui's bag and his mobile phone falls out of it.

He originally wanted to pick up the phone, politely told the person over there that Tang fenrui was taking a bath, and could call back tomorrow.

But when he saw the note on the screen of his mobile phone, his brow slightly frowned.

There are only four words in the above remark.

Annoying creditors.

Seeing the note, Huan Jing hesitated for a moment, but did not immediately hang up the phone.

Although it doesn't sound like a commendatory remark, the intimacy in the tone leaps up, making Huan Jing jealous for a moment.

Who is this?

Annoying creditors?

Tang fenrui's creditor?

Is there any other familiar man in China?

Across a short screen, the man's eyebrows frowned, and his eyes fell on the girl in the bathtub who thought that he was about to be drowned and was dying, waving and rolling.

Tang xianrui looks silly, but actually he is very smart.

When setting up notes, she left an extra eye on her mind.

If it is set to Yan Xie Chen directly, no matter anyone sees it, it will definitely cause unnecessary disturbance. She simply walked around, didn't choose the real name, but casually hit a nickname, anyway, as long as she understood.

That is to say, this extra mind and eye may have saved her life at this critical moment.

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Outside the party.

Yan xiechen is calling Tang fenrui over and over again.

"What is the girl doing?"

He gave a low scolding and put out the cigarette end. There was ashes all over the place.

"What's the matter?"

Yan xiechen didn't know why he was particularly worried about Tang fenrui at this time. He always felt that if she hadn't received a call for a long time, something might have happened.

He kept on fighting over and over, a little anxious.

At this time, he did not know that, across the screen of his mobile phone, he was holding a silent confrontation with another man.

Huan Jing takes his cell phone and pauses for a moment.

At the moment, the deep chestnut hair came down from his forehead, covering half of his eyes. No one knew what he thought at the moment.

He tried to use this short nickname to summarize Tang's feelings about another man on the phone.

Finally, the screen went dark in my hand.

It became a missed call.

But Yan xiechen over there feels more and more uneasy!

In his impression, Tang has never made four phone calls without any reply!

After the phone went out, he decided to redial.

So, the screen in Huanjing's hand lights up again.

As soon as the screen lit up, the remark "annoying creditor" appeared again.

This time, Huan Jing calmly slides his thumb, picks up the phone and puts it in his ear.

Men's movements are extremely elegant.

At the same time, in this simple action, there are countless invisible undercurrents.

His eyes are very low, after putting the phone to his ear, he didn't send out a word.

He is waiting.

Wait for the man over there to speak first, then listen to his voice.

Originally found that the phone was connected, Yan Xie Chen almost immediately jumped up.

"What are you doing, girl? Do you have to answer my phone to kill people and set fire? Do you know how worried I am about you? How afraid of your accident! "

In other words, Yan xiechen has already blurted out such words.

Not only did he blurt it out, but he also changed his way, using all kinds of figurative and anthropomorphic rhetorical devices to try to insult Tang's intelligence.

But today, Yan xiechen is keen to catch a trace of unusual breath.

What is Yan xiechen's intelligent character?

After he put the phone to his ear, with keen intuition, he stopped the voice in time, choked his breath back to his stomach, and didn't say a word.

Over the phone, there was a long silence.

There was so much silence that no noise could be heard, only the endless silence.

Men on both sides of the communication line, silent, each other's temptation, silence surging in countless undercurrent.

This time, Yan xiechen's uneasiness was finally settled.

He almost immediately responded. The person on the other side of the phone must not be Tang fenrui, but Huan Jing.

Only Huan Jing can still radiate a king's calm from the microphone after such a long phone call.

He is on the phone with Huan Jing.

He is in the dark, Huanjing is in the bright.

Two people are testing each other at the same time, just like the duel between experts, who have not easily revealed a little flaw.

There were only two people breathing quietly on the phone.

Finally, after a long silence of ten minutes, Huan Jing spoke.

"Who are you?"

He asked calmly.

Even if he asked in the dark, asking a man who didn't know his name in the dark, he was still calm and unassailable.

Yan Xie Chen did not speak.

The next second, Huanjing only heard the beep beep hanging up from the phone.

That's how the microphone got hung up.

From the beginning to the end, no one there said a word.

But Huan Jing has a feeling that the man must know who he is.

"More..."

"There is a lot of water..."

Tang fenrui in the bathroom is still struggling.

In fact, the water in the bathtub is very little, only one-third of it. But Tang felt like he was going to be drowned, and kept waving his arms.

Huan Jing almost immediately turned back to Tang xianrui's side, gently helped her lift her body from the bathtub, and wiped her wet hair with a towel.

Tang fenrui nestles in Huanjing's arms.

The water in the bathtub was cold, and her face was blue with cold, and her lips were shaking. It was only in Huan Jing's arms that she felt as if she had finally found the heat source. She rubbed contentedly, paused for a while, and continued to rub.

During the whole process, she was very happy.

But Huan Jing just sighed.

"Xiaorui," he said in a low voice, more like talking to himself, "what's your secret?"

In response to him, only the girl rubbed in his arms satisfied with the sound of smashing his mouth.

He looked down and found that the man in his arms was like a flawless elf.

At the moment, the elf is leaning his sticky body against him, and then he tries to cling to his neck with his hands and feet, as if he wants to continue playing the game just now.

"Just now..."

"Just now, play again..."

She felt as if she liked Huanjing's reaction just now. She always felt a little reluctant to give up.

Just when Tang qiurui wanted to do the same, he continued to probe into a relatively secret part of Huanjing. Huanjing caught her hand and firmly pushed Tang qiurui's hand to one side.

"Don't make any noise." He spoke in such a low voice.

"I didn't make a scene!"

Tang looks for the stamen to be upright and vigorous.

"What's wrong with me!"

Huan Jing looked down at her for a while, as if he couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

"Do you have a secret to me?"

He asked all of a sudden.

Tang fenrui blinked at him for a while.

Even through the mist, her eyes blinked, still quite sincere.

"I didn't!" She struggled vaguely. "I can make four!"

Say, Tang fenrui extends 3 claws, want to begin "hair 4".

Huan Jing catches her hand and has no choice.

"Well, no, I believe you."

Tang fenrui had a little peace in his arms.

Ann Fen finished, she sneezed!

Ahoo!

Huan Jing immediately took off his coat and wrapped it around Tang fenrui.

Just now he soaked her in cold water. Unexpectedly, he caught Tang fenrui's cold.

Originally, I was going to take a bath for her. I didn't expect to take a swipe around her body to get rid of some of the medicine on her. But the bath still hasn't been finished.

"Let's take a bath. We'll be ready as soon as we finish." He coaxed in a low voice.

At the thought of nearly drowning in it just now, Tang fenrui immediately struggled: "no, no......"

"Darling."

With that, Huanjing holds Tang fenrui inside.

"No! No bath! "

She was a fierce struggle again, and she bit Huan Jing in the middle.

Huan Jing hums and doesn't let go.

Tang xianrui obviously bit heavily, and left a deep tooth mark on Huan Jing's arm.

But the man does not change color, endure pain to still put Tang fenrui in.

"How about a hot bath?"

He didn't have the heart to continue to flush cold water for her, just opened a shower, adjusted the water temperature to a suitable level, and confirmed that the temperature was acceptable for Tang fenrui, which made him gently drench Tang fenrui.

Feeling that the water temperature is not as fierce as before, Tang fenrui stops resisting and shows the meaning of obedience.

But as soon as the shower opened, Huan Jing found a problem.

Tang's clothes haven't been taken off yet.

When he turned off the water, the tricky question now became: how to take off Tang's clothes?

Or, from which?

The only thing to be thankful for is that Tang's dress was torn from the back before he came.

The zipper is hanging outside. It can't fall off.

Starting from the back, he slowly unfolded the dress to the front.

The dress, which had already opened its zipper, couldn't bear any wind, and fell down in front.

The back has been solved, but how to remove the drooping part to the front?

Huan Jing didn't know so much about women's dress structure.

He was dealing with the difficult problem. Although he looked calm and calm, his face was slightly hot.

"Xiaorui, raise your arms." He spoke softly.

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