Warm marriage, my domineering president

21. Let’s sleep here from now on Qiao Mosheng naturally understood his deeper meaning, but she pretended to be stupid, and said with a smile: "Why, the bed in the big brother’s room is as soft and comfortable as mine, and the same Yes, it's all the same..."

Her neck tightened, and she felt a burst of coolness, as if what was brushing her neck was not his slightly cool fingertips, but the blade that was glowing with cold light!

She felt that she just went to the wrong room, and it wasn't a big deal, but when she saw his well-knit eyes, she felt that maybe in his eyes, she had ulterior motives.

But she was at a loss as to why he had ulterior motives in his eyes.

Qiao Mosheng felt innocent, but she didn't have a chance to speak, but his hand moved away from her neck, slowly climbed up, stroked her small face, and gently rubbed her lips with his fingertips, Qiao Mosheng felt that My lips were itchy, hot, and extremely dry, and my heart was about to jump out of my chest.

As if he was going to kiss her.

He had a panoramic view of her expression, his eyes were unfathomable, but there was a smile in his eyes, and gradually opened the distance between the two, "Since they are the same, it can be seen that you still like this room. Sleep here."

After all, he finally let her go, Qiao Mosheng regained his freedom, and quickly explained: "Brother, listen to me, in fact, I really—"

He wiped his hair with a towel, and looked at her with an unclear tone: "Huh?"

Qiao Mosheng looked at his silent handsome face, swallowed his saliva, and couldn't speak for a while, "No...it's nothing."

Jian Shenyang didn't look at her anymore, he pursed his lips and stretched the towel towards her. Qiao Mosheng was stunned for a moment, then took it, sat up from the bed, squatted down and wiped his hair.

Qiao Mosheng squeezed the towel, didn't dare to use force, gently wiped his hair for him, and wanted to talk, but she sneaked a glance at him who was already holding a financial magazine and looking very serious, so serious that he forgot that she existed.

Therefore, she did not speak.

To be honest, she didn't understand him.

Obviously he was the one who said from the beginning that he wanted to sleep in separate rooms, and now he is the one who wants her to come back and sleep together, because she knows what he just said, not just casually.

And sleeping in the same bed with him...

Thinking of this, her heart skipped a beat, she wasn't ready yet!

Until his hair was completely dry, Qiao Mosheng still couldn't figure it out. She put down the towel and glanced at him. He was still reading the book so seriously and fascinated. She moved lightly, her toes almost touching the ground, and was about to run away. , the person who was reading had already noticed, and asked indifferently, "Where are you going?"

Qiao Mosheng sneered, "I...I haven't showered yet."

He put the book on the cabinet casually, suddenly stretched out his long arm, pulled her back to the bed, shackled her in his arms, lay down, both of them lay on the bed, and said: "It's the same when I wash it tomorrow. "

"But……"

Just as she was about to speak, he had already closed his eyes, and the lights in the room had been turned off, as if there was no room for negotiation.

She bit her lower lip, moved her body, and struggled slightly, trying to break free from his embrace, but he held him tighter to let her know that he was not asleep yet, and told her not to do unnecessary things .

After being defeated, Qiao Mosheng closed her eyes helplessly, her nostrils were filled with the smell of his good-smelling shower gel, and because she didn't take a bath, even though it was approaching autumn, the weather was still hot, and she was sweating a little, so she was a little Sweat.

In fact, she couldn't bear the smell of herself, but he was able to hug her to sleep as if nothing had happened, she couldn't figure it out.

One night, she thought about a lot of things, and her mind became a mess. She fell asleep in his arms late at night.

Until her breathing was even, she slowly opened her closed eyes, without looking at the person in her arms, let go of her, turned on the light and changed a set of clothes, then turned and went downstairs, and drove away from the house.

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