"Okay, stand still and come out." Song Wanwan said seriously.
Is this woman born in the Year of the Ox? She's incredibly strong, and it feels like she's about to pull my arm off.
Rong Luchi felt dizzy and heavy. As soon as Song Wanwan let go of him, his tall body began to shake, and it seemed that he would fall back into the bathtub in the next second.
Song Wanwan couldn't help him, but the man was too tall, and he didn't know where to start. How could he help him, and he was standing in the bathtub, at this altitude...
Without thinking, she gritted her teeth and wrapped her arms around Rong Luchi's slender waist.
She rested her head against his side, secretly exerting strength to steady Rong Luchi's unstable body.
The soft little hands were around his waist, and the little face was pressed against his waist. Rong Luchi seemed to have an inexplicable irrationality in his dizzy head.
"Hold on, hold on..."
Rong Luchi: “…”
"Lift your feet and come out." Song Wanwan instructed him.
Rong Luchi closed his eyes with a depressed look on his cold and handsome face, then walked out of the bathtub.
It was particularly uncomfortable being wet all over.
"Go get me a set of clean pajamas." Rong Luchi lifted the collar of the woman who was hugging her waist and put it aside, keeping her distance from him.
Song Wanwan: Huh? When did she become so carefree? Did she just eat for nothing?
"Okay." Seeing that his tone sounded a little weak, Song Wanwan thought that he must be feeling unwell, so she obediently went to the cloakroom and got her a set of clean pajamas.
She took the pajamas in her hand, and then her eyes saw the neatly folded panties next to it...
She thought about it, then stretched out her little hand in the air, her fingers dancing restlessly like playing the piano, and slowly descended ~ stretching out her elegant orchid fingers.
That little face was full of resistance.
"My underwear looks good? Huh?"
A man's hoarse voice came from behind. This...
Song Wanwan was so frightened that he immediately retracted his claws, pretending nothing had happened, and turned around in a military posture.
"Here, this is your pajamas." Song Wanwan turned around, her face flushed. She suppressed the embarrassment and put on a smile that looked sweet, harmless and innocent.
"You've been looking for so long, where are your pants?" Rong Luchi looked at the pajamas held in front of him.
His eyes were indifferent as he had just taken off his wet shirt, revealing his well-defined upper body.
Song Wanwan was too embarrassed to look, so he casually glanced at those abdominal muscles that looked like chocolate, then tilted his head back and looked at the ceiling with his eyes rolled back.
"Go get that yourself. Change your clothes first. I'm leaving first." Seeing that he didn't want to take them, Song Wanwan stuffed the clothes into his arms.
Just as Song Wanwan was about to turn around and run, his collar was grabbed again, as if fate was strangling his throat.
I felt my body lighten.
"Maybe you have a cold. Go find me some medicine." Rong Luchi picked up Song Wanwan and turned him in another direction.
Isn't he feeling unwell and unable to stand steadily? How can he be so strong?
"Why are you standing there? Do you want to see me take off my pants? Huh?" Rong Luchi's voice was lazy, and the words he said were quite suggestive.
"It's not like I haven't seen it before!" Song Wanwan said proudly, then took a look at the man's face and immediately ran away in fright.
I guess I lost control just now, so I took a cold water bath to calm down.
You're fine now, you probably caught a cold.
Holding a cup of water, she walked all the way from the living room to the bedroom, only to see the man lying on the bed, already wearing pajamas.
"The medicine is here." Song Wanwan walked forward and placed the medicine on the bedside.
Rong Luchi propped himself up, his wet black hair covering his usually cold brows and eyes. Now he didn't look so aloof and otherworldly.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his handsome face no longer had the sickly paleness, but was now flushed.
Rong Luchi took the medicine and drank it in one gulp with his eyes closed, then fell on the big bed, looking very tired.
"Hey, sleeping like this will make your cold worse. Your hair is not dry yet." Song Wanwan looked at his wet hair, but the man didn't seem to move.
Song Wanwan had no choice but to go to the bathroom to get the hair dryer and plug it in. She stood by the bed, bent over and blow-dried Rong Luchi's hair.
Song Wanwan turned Rong Luchi over, dried his hair completely, and then put the hair dryer away on the bedside table.
But unexpectedly, as soon as she straightened up, her wrist was grabbed by a force, and she lost her balance and fell onto the bed, directly on Rong Luchi's hot body.
She was so scared that her heart almost stopped.
"Stay with me." Rong Luchi closed his eyes and spoke with passion, but the strength of his hands restraining her did not decrease at all.
No dominance, no orders.
But a faint murmur.
Stay with me.
"I still have work to do, can you wait a moment?"
"no!"
"Hey, Rong Luchi!" Song Wanwan moved his body.
She felt the big hand on her waist was as unshakable as cast copper or iron. She kicked it, but Rong Luchi's long and powerful legs pressed her down directly. He seemed to have adjusted his position to the side, with half of his body pressed on her.
"Huh..." Song Wanwan was so stiff that he dared not move, and his whole body was steaming.
What is this guy doing! He acts so arrogantly towards me just because he is my son's father.
Song Wanwan felt that her petite body was bearing an unbearable weight. She bit her lip and angrily turned her head to look at the person next to her.
In the dim light, his handsome face was quiet and gentle, with deep eyebrows and thin lips slightly pursed under his high nose. He leaned on her shoulder and neck in a very affectionate posture, breathing shallowly, obviously asleep.
This is obviously different from the noble and arrogant appearance in the daytime.
Now he is quiet and well-behaved like a big boy.
Song Wanwan was so sleepy that she couldn't move. She yawned loudly, then fell asleep after her eyes stuttered.
In the middle of the night, the little woman on the bed squirmed and suddenly felt a sense of restraint that made her very uncomfortable. She gathered up her strength and reached into her clothes and unbuttoned them. She skillfully took off the underwear wrapped inside, threw it away, turned over, and continued to sleep sweetly.
Rong Luchi beside him tightened his grip and hugged the soft body in his arms again, seemingly a subconscious action.
early morning.
The alarm clock rang on time, and in the quiet room, the alarm seemed to ring endlessly.
Song Wanwan was too tired yesterday, so he didn't notice the alarm at all. On the other hand, Rong Lvchi, who had always had unstable sleep and had just recovered from a high fever, woke up first.
He squinted his eyes and reached for his phone.
What I touched was soft skin.
Immediately, he opened his eyes, and a dark light flowed in his deep black eyes under his long eyelashes.
Turning around, he saw the carefree Song Wanwan sleeping next to him. He looked at him twice, then closed his eyes and stretched out his hand.
The alarm continued to ring. Rong Luchi placed his hand on his forehead, then endured it for a moment. Seeing that the woman beside him showed no sign of waking up to turn it off, he straightened up, then reached over Song Wanwan and reached for the phone she had left not far from the bedside.
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