His eyes were tightly locked on Tong Wan's face, and his deep eyes were filled with some uncontrollable burning.

As soon as Tong Huan finished wiping his hair, he noticed two dazzling lights in front of him, and stopped on her body.

She frowned and looked up. She had met Shi Boyan's deep eyes, and the burning heat surged in her eyes was not at all concealed.

After a pause in the movements on her hands, she withdrew her gaze without reacting.

Shi Boyan had already stood up from the sofa and walked towards her.

Tong Huan ignored him, walked to the dressing table, picked up the hair dryer and prepared to blow his hair.

Just after plugging in the power supply, the hair dryer in his hand was snatched by the man following him.

"Shi Boyan..."

"I'll blow it for you."

"No, my hand is not broken."

Tong Huan refused without saying a word and reached out to grab the hair dryer on Shibo Yan's hand.

Shi Boyan quickly avoided her. When she stood up and reached out to him again, he grabbed her hand, leaned forward, and pressed her against the dressing table behind him.

"Shi Boyan!"

Tong Huan gritted his teeth and stared at him.

Shi Boyan was also looking at her. Compared to the anger in Tong Huan's eyes, Shi Boyan looked soft and soft, and whispered:

"Your hands are not broken, and your husband is not dead. Is your husband not as useful as your hands?"

The ending sound was gently raised, with a bit of deliberate frivolity and ambiguity, and the thin lips were slightly curled.

This makes people think about it.

It is this second half of the sentence, coupled with his expression, that normal lines will lead people to the wrong way.

But in order to flirt with Shi Boyan, Tong Hua learned a lot of words about tigers and wolves. Therefore, Shi Boyan's obviously normal words made Tong Hua taste unsuitable for children.

"You're not easy to use at all, get out!"

She reached out to grab the hair dryer in Shibo Yan's hand again.

But because Shi Boyan pressed her on the dressing table, she moved her whole body and put it on Shi Boyan's arms.

The space between the two was already narrow. With this touch, she subconsciously pushed it away, but there was a dressing table behind her.

Tong Huan gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart, but a joking and low laughter came from a dog's ear.

The move backward was stopped by Shi Boyan's arms wrapped around his waist.

"I've posted it all up, so why are you running away? Is my husband's figure not good enough, or is the manly taste not good enough, huh?"

The "Yeah" with the top-speaking sound is so attractive.

If it were the former Tong Huan, he would have been unable to control himself and threw him on the bed and trampled him hard.

But now, Tong Huan looked at Shi Boyan's slutty look and just wanted to castrate him.

"None are, I just think you can't do it!"

She gritted her teeth and said angrily.

Shi Boyan raised his eyebrows, and a dangerous smile surged in his eyes, "No? Are you sure?"

His sharp and cold eyes narrowed slightly, and the light bursting out of his eyes wrapped around Tong Huan and repeated:

"I'll give you another chance to answer. Do you really think your husband can't do it?"

Tong Huan was not in the mood to flirt with him, and he repeated it without saying a word—

"If you can't do it, you can't. Are you upset?"

Shi Boyan not only did not loosen Tong Hua's waist, but instead tightened it, but also made Tong Hua's body closer together.
Chapter completed!