Duan Zhaoan stared at the model in the magazine with a somewhat uncertain gaze. She stood there for three minutes without any reaction. He even heard her sighing a few times. Duan Zhaoan Ling raised his eyebrows lightly and stood directly next to her.
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"In the hotel?"
Gu Chen, who was admiring it, didn't look up and answered directly: "No, I bought it at the airport duty-free shop. It's not bad. I have some interesting information."
Naturally, it refers to the sexy male model's body inside. The women... didn't look at it and just turned over.
"Very pretty?" His deep and cold eyes narrowed slightly, and he said calmly, "It should be very good. You seem to be fascinated by it."
There seemed to be something wrong with his tone. Gu Chen looked up. He had just taken a shower and was wearing a brand new bath towel that he had specially requested from the hotel. I heard...it was dry cleaning at a discount. The white bathrobe wrapped around him was not inferior to the magazine.
The body of a male model, the black hair is completely wet, it has not been dried and is stuck to the forehead, and there are water droplets falling lightly on the hair beside the ears.
Her eyes followed the dripping water and landed on his collarbone exposed outside the V-neck...it was so sexy that she couldn't help but open her eyes.
Although he was dressed sharply, he was standing lazily with aristocratic elegance and a bit of casualness. His eyes glanced at the magazine in her hand, and his eyes suddenly darkened.
"It's okay. I'm just passing the time and flipping through it casually." Gu Chendun felt guilty for a moment. The noble and handsome face across from him calmly turned the page over and said with a slight smile: "I turned on the air conditioner a little too high.
You should dry your hair before coming out."
Duan Zhaoan didn't speak, but slightly curled his lips. A dangerous dark light passed through his eyes. He reached out and held her wrists and pulled them together. In an instant, he was sitting on the sofa and she was sitting on him.
On the legs.
"Come on, little kitten, let's watch together." There was a slight smile on the corner of the thin mouth, and the arc drawn out was full of extreme danger. The expression that seemed calm and calm was a little... dark in the dark.
Gu Chen laughed secretly, he actually wanted to wake up to a model in a magazine?
"You're being stingy. It's just a book. If I take a look at it, it can only prove my aesthetic sense." Gu Chen pursed his lips and smiled, his transparent black eyes flashing with aura, and his elbows were light.
She touched his chest and said with a smile: "No matter how beautiful the models in the books are, they only exist in the books. I can't touch them just by looking at them. How can you be jealous?"
Duan Zhaoan half-closed his eyes, raised a faint smile, gently stroked her back with both hands, and looked at her tenderly. He couldn't deny that he was indeed jealous just now.
"You already said that they are just models in the book. Do I need to care about it?" He raised his eyebrows with a calm and contented look on his face.
Gu Chen raised his eyebrows and said in a long voice: "It's okay, I don't think Mr. Duan is so narrow-minded." He turned a page, and on the second page, there was also a European and American model, wearing a white bottom with black trim.
CK underwear, coupled with a non-ambiguous English advertising slogan, translated roughly means: Do you want to have him?
"The face is asymmetrical. The left side is small and the right side is wide." Someone who said he was not jealous directly commented with a sharp tongue: "The left side of the eyebrow bone is high and the right side is low."
"The left side of the face is small and the right side is wide. It's the photographer's problem. The eyebrow bone is high on the left and right bottom. It's a problem with the eyebrows. You have to be picky." Gu Chen smiled and looked at the man who pretended to be calm, "I think it's perfect.
