The atmosphere in the bedroom became charming and ambiguous.
Lin Zhiyang's breathing paused for an instant.
Where is he going with her hand?
Thinking of something, Lin Zhiyang felt his scalp numb.
The next moment her hand was placed in an equally solid and powerful position.
There was still beating there.
Qi Yanchen's voice became hoarse, like rolling gravel.
"Here, Doctor Lin."
Lin Zhiyang's breath was choked by the sound of "Doctor Lin" with a faint ending.
Is he laughing at her or connoting her?
Lin Zhiyang didn't know what to say, so he simply felt it in silence.
It was too dangerous to open her eyes, so she still didn't dare.
Soon she realized that this was the position of Qi Yanchen's heart.
The man's powerful heartbeat seemed to beat in her palms.
It turned out that his heartbeat also accelerated.
She always thought that he could keep his face calm and his heart not beat.
The girl's fingertips seemed to carry electric current, and a tingling sensation spread throughout Qi Yanchen's limbs.
He held her tender wrist, pulled her up with difficulty, and pressed her to his heart.
His deep eyes were scorching hot, and the ends of his eyes were a little red.
Lin Zhiyang only used her hands to feel his skin.
His skin is very smooth.
I don’t see him using any body lotion on a daily basis, so I don’t know how he maintains it.
Untimely, Lin Zhiyang thought of this.
She slid her fingertips over his skin little by little, trying to feel out if there were any wounds.
However, this action completely set Qi Yanchen on fire.
His deep eyes were full of forbearance and restraint, and a few veins appeared on his cold white palms.
He still held the white towel in one hand, and with the other hand, he pressed the door with a soft groan, his finger bones tense tightly.
He should stop her.
But he couldn't speak, his throat was terribly dry.
She didn't do anything, just stood there, a fatal temptation for him.
Not to mention, her soft hands were roaming around his body.
Lin Zhiyang suddenly heard the man's sexy and urgent groan, and her heart trembled slightly.
Lin Zhiyang's heartbeat rose sharply, and she quickly retracted her hand and said, "Okay...".
Before he finished speaking, his wrist was held.
The next moment, she felt the man press his chin on her shoulder.
At this time, there was a "click" sound.
The whole room was plunged into darkness, with only a glimmer of bright moonlight streaming in through the window.
Lin Zhiyang's heart also skipped a beat.
In the darkness, the always cold and indifferent man slowly approached her ear.
The warm breath seemed to go straight to her heart, making her whole body soften.
A hoarse voice sounded in her ears, "Zhizhi, help me."
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Half an hour later.
Lin Zhiyang confessed in the bathroom.
She shouldn't covet her abs and have bad thoughts!
In the end, it was she who worked hard!
She was wrong! She decided that from now on she must be ascetic as possible, if she could do it.
When she came out of the bathroom, she saw that the man had put on a black and gray silk pajamas and was leaning casually on the bed.
He was looking at his cell phone with his head down, his soft hair hanging down, and the light above his head shining through the ends of his hair onto his deep face.
He was so soft and soft, so different from usual, which reminded Lin Zhiyang of him many years ago for no reason.
At that time, she came back from abroad once and happened to go to his school.
When she heard that he was playing basketball on the playground, she ran over excitedly.
The thin boy was sweating profusely on the playground in the sunshine, and his beautiful muscle lines were clearly revealed.
He is the standard type who looks thin when dressed and looks fat when undressed.
Take off your clothes, your sexy figure is full of strength.
At that time, he had not yet put on the prayer beads, he was just a big brother who spoke relatively little.
Grandpa did not pass away either. All his energy was devoted to acting and studying.
The sun shone on his superior shoulders, and he jumped up and hit a three-pointer.
She picked up the camera in her hand and "clicked" to freeze the picture.
But the moment he turned to look at her, he lowered his head and left the playground a little hastily.
Lin Zhiyang's foxy eyes turned slightly, no longer recalling what happened at that time.
Because she remembered that her father was still there at that time.
Several slightly wet footprints can be seen on the carpet.
It was left behind when he came out of the bathroom just now.
The man just carried her into the bathroom.
But when she calmed down, she felt extremely ashamed.
He pushed him out of the bathroom.
She wanted to be alone.
When I walked to the bed, I saw that the men's pajamas were buttoned very tightly.
Only then did Lin Zhiyang discover a problem.
She actually didn't even see what was happening to his chest.
She was not in the mood to look at his chest through her fingers, but she did notice that it was a little red.
I don’t know why I always forget about serious things every time I’m with him!
This man seems to have some magic power about him.
She stood still, pointed at his chest, raised her chin, "Unbutton your clothes, let me take a look."
Qi Yanchen raised his eyes to look at her. The blush on the girl's face had not completely faded away, and she looked crystal clear and beautiful.
"Didn't you just check it?"
Even with eyes closed.
His voice returned to its usual coldness, but it still contained an easily detectable tenderness at this moment.
Lin Zhiyang couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "I didn't see it."
Feeling that she really cared, the man's eyes flashed with a smile, and he said calmly: "Go take a shower first, I'll show you later."
Lin Zhiyang saw that he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He was very comfortable and didn't bother to insist.
She took out her cell phone from her pocket and threw it on the bed, then turned around to get her clothes and take a shower.
The sound of gurgling water came from the bathroom.
Qi Yanchen's eyes became slightly warm again.
The next second, he picked up the black beads on the bedside table and put them on his wrist.
The hand wearing the prayer beads slowly unbuttoned the top two buttons of the pajamas.
The man's skin is cold and white, and the red mole on his delicate collarbone is particularly obvious.
If you open the collar further, you can see that the smooth skin on the left side is red. If you look closely, you can see a small depression.
There was no broken skin and no bleeding, just a small wound that was not serious.
Does it hurt?
Qi Yanchen didn't feel pain at that time, and he doesn't feel it now either.
At this time.
Lin Zhiyang's cell phone rang.
A message appeared on the lock screen.
Shen Shenya: [It’s just a few dollars, no need to transfer it back to buy candies for Wanwan.]
