Chapter 873： The smell of fireworks

The temperature in the room gradually increased, the skin became extremely hot, the legs were weak, and the face was flushed.

The two moved the battlefield from the door to the bed, and when the kiss was over, they were all out of breath.

Fu Shimo's breathing was heavy and hoarse, his **** Adam's apple rolled, and the wild hope in his eyes became more and more secluded.

"Amo..."

Yan Zhixu's hazy thoughts faded away, his rationality returned to two points, and he was keenly aware of the repression and restraint in his eyes.

Her hair, which was originally tied into a ball head, had been let loose after a lot of entanglement. She had black hair and snow skin, and her expression was charming. Even if she did nothing, she could charm people's hearts.

"Good, don't move you."

He put his hand in her hair, gently tucked her soft jet-black hair, then got up, opened the hotel closet, took out a bathrobe, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

"Amo...you obviously want it..."

Tsk, Dean Fu can really bear it.

Yan Zhixu lay on the big bed, the red tide on his face subsided, and he whispered softly.

After waiting for half an hour, Fu Shimo came out of the bathroom wearing a black bathrobe.

She took her clothes to wash, and came out with her wet hair loose.

His pair of scalpels who have been saving lives and wounds all the year round holds a hair dryer and carefully blows her hair.

Blow dry the roots, blow the ends to 70% dry, put down the hair dryer and comb the hair with a comb.

"Okay, rest."

"Thank you boyfriend for blowing your hair."

After Yan Zhixu finished speaking, he wrapped his arms around his waist and kissed his perfect chin.

"Reward, don't call me stingy."

A kiss fell like a dragonfly, and he quickly evacuated, picked up the hairdryer and put it back in the bathroom.

"..."

Fu Shimo felt the warmth and itching of his lower jaw, took off his gold-rimmed glasses and put them on the bedside table, with a smile in Danfeng's long and narrow eyes.

He said seriously, "This reward is indeed a bit stingy, I still like to fight for it myself."

Yan Zhixu, who put away the hairdryer and came out of the bathroom, just took the words into his ears, coughed twice and calmly walked over to lift the quilt to sleep.

"It's getting late, go to bed, good night."

Fu Shimo stared at her delicate skin intently, stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt to cover her.

"Good night, kid."

The mobile phone on the bedside table lights up, and the time displayed is only eight o'clock in the evening.

The night was soft, and the nightlife outside had just begun, but the two fell asleep early.

They slept in the same bed, cuddled with each other, and fell asleep very quickly.

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the next day.

When he woke up, the bedside was empty, and there was still the residual warmth of a man on the bed.

Yan Zhixu got up.

Noticing a sticky note on the bedside table, I took it out and read the words "Qing Jun" on it, "Kid, I'm going to buy breakfast. 】

After reading it, she didn't throw it away, but carefully stored it in her wallet.

Yan Zhixu changed his clothes and went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth.

Just after washing, the door to the room opened, and the man in a trench coat came back with breakfast in his hand.

"come over."

Fu Shimo put breakfast on the table and opened a chair for her before going to wash his hands.

"I smell the scent."

Yan Zhixu sat down, opened the bag and found a box of crystal steamed dumplings, a bowl of shredded chicken porridge, a cage of Xiao Long Bao and two cups of soy milk.

"Eat as much as you like."

Fu Shimo washed his hands and came back and picked up a xiao long bao with chopsticks. He should be sitting in a high-end restaurant, but now eating cheap xiao long bao doesn't seem to be inconsistent at all.

The body is stained with the smell of fireworks, and it is approachable.