"You, why did you come in?" Liu Siyang had just come out of the bathroom and was sitting on the edge of the bed wiping his wet hair. When he saw Ji Zhehan come in, he stood up hurriedly.
"I..." Ji Zhehan simply looked a little crazy. A strand of wet hair was stuck on Liu Siyang's face, and some water drops were falling down. He looked pure and cute, and a water-red nightgown was shining in the dim light.
Under the bright light, she was sexy and attractive. Damn it, the nightgown was still translucent, and her delicate body was looming. In panic, her chest was trembling slightly without a bra.
If she were his, he would definitely appreciate her, but in fact she was not. Thinking of Wu Peng, Ji Zhehan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and glared at her fiercely, anger rushing to his forehead:
"Why don't you lock the door? And why do you think you're dressed like this?"
"I forgot. What about you, Ji Zhehan, you... why didn't you knock on the door when you came in?" According to Liu Siyang's past temper, she wanted to slap him hard at this moment instead of using words to refute, but today...
In the CEO's house, there are still some concerns.
"Yang Yang——" Jing Shu knocked on the door. She had always felt that something was wrong with Ji Zhehan today. She just heard a quarrel in the house. The sound was not loud and she couldn't hear what was said. She couldn't help but go upstairs to take a look.
"Mom, come in." Ji Zhehan made a "shush" gesture and grabbed the towel from Siyang's hand.
"I forgot to bring the hair dryer. Come on, Zhehan, dry Yang Yang's hair before going to bed. Don't catch a cold. I'm going to go back to bed too." Jing Shu handed the hair dryer to Ji Zhehan's hand and glanced at Ji Zhehan and Liu.
Siyang glanced at Ji Zhehan and nodded with a smile. She must have thought that Ji Zhehan was helping Liu Siyang wipe his hair.
"Auntie, good night."
"Good night!"
Guessing that Jingshu had gone far, Ji Zhehan frowned and looked at Liu Siyang. Thinking of Liu Siyang wearing such a "sexy" pajamas, his face turned red, he opened the quilt and got in: "The pajamas were given by my aunt.
I brought it, and I didn't expect you to come in."
"It seems like it's really a 'conspiracy'." Ji Zhehan shook his head.
"What 'conspiracy'?"
"See for yourself." Ji Zhehan pointed to the pillows and another set of pajamas on the bed, and told Liu Siyang what happened when he went to another room just now.
"What should we do? A man and a woman are alone in the same room..."
Liu Siyang felt uneasy.
"I'm so handsome and you're not afraid, so what are you afraid of?" Although it was a joke, there was a hint of helplessness in it.
"Do you need to be afraid? You are so tall and powerful."
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you." Ji Zhehan said what he meant.
"Hmph! It's better to be like this, otherwise I'll look good on you."
"You go to bed first, I'll sleep on the floor. Dry your hair yourself." Feeling guilty and not daring to look at Liu Siyang again, Ji Zhehan threw the hair dryer on the bed and entered the bathroom with his pajamas.
After taking a bath, he gently pushed the door open, and Liu Siyang was already asleep. He was holding a magazine in his hand, leaning on the pillow with his back on the bed, his brows furrowed.
Ji Zhehan gently put Liu Siyang's body straight, very gently, for fear of disturbing her sleep. Liu Siyang's frowning eyebrows relaxed a lot, and there was a slight smile at the corner of his mouth. It seemed that such a sleeping posture made her sleep better.
She felt comfortable.
After staring blankly for a while, Ji Zhehan stood up and opened the cabinet. There was not even a quilt inside.
It seemed that my parents had thought things through quite carefully. Ji Zhehan smiled bitterly.
He had no choice but to tiptoe onto the bed, otherwise what could he do? Ji Zhehan is not often at home, and there is not even a sofa in this room.
Through the crack in the door just now, he saw Jingshu still sitting on the sofa watching TV. She always had the habit of going to bed early, and today, she was clearly spying on him.
After thinking about it for a long time, Ji Zhehan finally decided to steal some of the tenderness of being with her. He carefully wrapped one hand around Liu Siyang's waist, put his chin on the top of her head, and greedily smelled the fragrance of Siyang's hair.
, he was not upset at all about his parents' arrangement. Since he couldn't get the one he loved, he would still feel satisfied even if he could hug him for one night, although he knew that this was a bit self-deceiving.
"Mom." Liu Siyang actually chuckled. A smile appeared on Ji Zhehan's gloomy face: Siyang was talking in his sleep. He must have dreamed that he was going home.
"Mom, I have seven days of vacation, so I can spend time with you. Oh, Mom, you seem to have lost weight..." Liu Siyang's little hand restlessly climbed up Ji Zhehan's waist, making Ji Zhehan stiffen.
,Rapid heartbeat.
"Kiss me, Mom." A warm breath brushed his ear.
Pa, there was a sweet kiss without warning. Ji Zhehan stared blankly at Liu Siyang's pouting little mouth, which was so sexy and alluring.
Ji Zhehan hugged the delicate body in his arms tightly. Her figure could not be said to be very good, but it made him feel indescribably sexy. He felt inexplicably restless in his heart and tried hard to suppress the desire that had arisen.