"I'm hard-spoken, I want face if I die, I will always love me like this."
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After an unknown amount of time, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, Yan Haoxiang sat up, looked down and waited quietly.
At the sliding door of the bathroom, a blurry figure who was getting dressed could be vaguely seen, but Yan Haoxiang didn't take another look.
He was afraid that he would lose control.
The door was opened, and Song Jinan came out with a little water vapor. She put on comfortable pajamas, and her two slender legs below were very white. Yan Haoxiang glanced at it and quickly looked away.
Song Jin'an rubbed his black hair dripping with a soft towel with one hand, looked up at Yan Haoxiang and said,
songjinan"Do you want to wash it?"
Yan Haoxiang looked at Song Jinan's somewhat peach-moistened lips opening and closing up and down, his eyes became darker, and he glanced at her inexplicably, then he nodded lightly and walked into the bathroom.
Song Jinan just wanted to remind Yan Haoxiang that he didn't take a change of clothes.
But think about it, forget it, it doesn't have much to do with her.
She sat on the edge of the bed, raised her hand and rubbed her hair constantly, and was in a daze.
Thinking that he could finally see his mother tomorrow, a slight smile appeared on Song Jin'an's lips.
She thought a lot, and even thought of escaping from Yan Haoxiang's side, and then changing places with her mother to live.
They had a great time and had no worries.
Song Jin'an suddenly felt a little sarcastic.
Since when, her wish turned out to be as long as she could be happy.
Mingming has always lived a carefree, happy and happy life before.
Without Yan Haoxiang, there would be nothing that happened later.
Song Jin'an lowered his eyes, and some wet hair also fell.
The sliding door of the bathroom was opened, and a little water mist floated out. Song Jin'an subconsciously raised his head to look, but quickly moved his eyes away.
Yan Haoxiang washed it quickly, and it was just to pour desire. So he turned off the cold water after a while.
When he was about to put on his clothes, he realized that he didn't take a change of clothes at all. He thought it was troublesome, and he didn't think of asking Song Jinan to get it. So he put on a bathrobe and walked out.
Song Jin'an's eyes are the man's sexy Adam's apple and collarbone. The water droplets slide over the neat lines little by little, and then down is the man's thin waist and the mysterious triangle.
Abs look easy to touch.
Such a thought suddenly flashed through Song Jin'an's mind.
Her face was a little hot, and she looked away in a panic, but she didn't notice that the man was walking towards her step by step with long legs.
Yan Haoxiang picked up the towel that covered Song Jinan's hair, found that her hair was not very dry, and frowned lightly.
yanhaoxiang"Didn't you wipe your hair just now?"
Hearing this, Song Jinan suddenly came back to his senses, looked up at the man's sight, and stuttered in his mouth,
songjinan"No... not much."
Yan Haoxiang was so close to her that she could even smell the faint scent of body wash and shampoo on him, which was not big but good.
His body was so blatantly placed in front of her, and the white cloth seemed to have disappeared. Thinking of the scene he saw just now, Song Jinan blushed as if he was about to drip blood.
yanhaoxiang"Your face is very red. Did you catch a cold?"
As the man spoke, he leaned down a little and approached her, preparing to raise his hand to touch her forehead to feel the temperature.
Song Jin'an knew that his temperature must be very high now.
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