The next morning, when Wen Xin woke up, as before, she was alone on the big bed.
The dark curtains blocked out the daylight outside. Wen Xin thought it was too early. She turned over and recalled last night, her cheeks were slightly warm. She buried her face in the quilt and smelled the refreshing breath of Rong Li.
That man was obviously colder than ice and snow, but the smell on his body was as warm as sunshine.
She raised her hand and patted her forehead, and glanced at the alarm clock. When she saw clearly the numbers pointed by the hour and minute hands, her eyes widened, she jumped up like her butt was on fire, and went straight to the bathroom to wash up and change clothes.
There was class this morning and she slept until half past ten!
Aunt Qiao heard the thumping footsteps, walked to the stairs, stopped Wenxin, and said with a smile: "Miss Wen, the young master said that your injury is not healed yet, so you will rest at home today."
"I have to go to class!"
Students who have just entered college are generally quite well-behaved, let alone a good girl like Wen Xin.
"Miss Wen, this is the young master's order, please don't make things difficult for me," Aunt Qiao said.
Warmth is in a dilemma.
"Master, this is for your own good." Aunt Qiao said with a smile, "Miss Wen, please eat something first. Lunch will be ready in a while."
She can have lunch even after getting up, she is so lazy!
Wenxin smiled awkwardly and said, "Auntie, just call me Wenxin."
Seeing that she was good-looking, well-behaved and easy-going, and didn't look like a young lady at all, Aunt Qiao was more fond of Wen Wenxin, "Wen... Wenxin, then you can call me Aunt Qiao..."
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With nothing to do in the villa, Wenxin chatted with Aunt Qiao for a while. She learned that Aunt Qiao was the only servant in the entire villa. Because Rongli was happy, the housekeeping company would send someone to clean the house regularly every day. Aunt Qiao mainly managed some daily chores.
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Aunt Qiao said that she had worked here for nearly ten years, and Wenxin was the only girl he brought home.
Wen Xin felt a little unbelievable. Is there no other woman around a man like him?
She curiously asked about Rong Li's family. Aunt Qiao couldn't explain clearly. Rong Li had been living alone. His father had come here a few times and usually stayed for a while before leaving. Except for Rong Li's grandma who occasionally came to visit her grandson, she stayed for only a short period of time.
short.
Rong Li seems to be born with apathy towards everything. Even when he gets along with his relatives, he is taciturn most of the time, which makes Rong Li more and more confused. Why does Rong Li fall in love with her?
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The autumn rain was lingering. After lunch, due to the weather, Wen Wen had no choice but to stay in the house. Rong Li had to wait until she came back in the afternoon, so she watched TV in the living room downstairs and chatted with Aunt Qiao. Later, she felt a little sleepy, so she
Go back to your room and sleep.
The rain fell harder and the scenery outside the window was hazy.
When Rong Li came back, he heard from Aunt Qiao that Wenxin was resting in the room, so he went directly to the second floor.
When I opened the door, everything I saw was very familiar. The only difference was the small bulge on the big bed.
Rong Li's heart moved slightly. He sat by the bed and stared at the sleeping girl's face with his bright black eyes.
Wen Xin curled up sideways, as she always did when sleeping, with her fair little face half-hidden under the quilt, and her mutton-fat jade-like skin turned pink and tender from sleep.
He stretched out his hand to tuck the hanging hair behind her ears, and his fingertips brushed the soft hair, and his eyes darkened.
His eyes fell on her lightly pursed lips, which were soft, pink, and extremely alluring.
The sexy Adam's apple slid up and down.
Rong Li leaned down, took her soft lips in his mouth, and sucked gently.
The smell of a girl, fresh, clean, fragrant and delicious, made him want more, more.
In his sleep, Wen Wen felt that his mouth was itchy, a little painful, and a little numb, as if something was pressing on his body.
She woke up from her dream and saw an enlarged handsome face very close to her. There were no lights on in the room and the light was dim.