Chapter 116 "I suddenly understand why Zhubao likes white shirts so much."
The loose shirt was baggy on her body, making her pair of white and slender legs even more attractive. As she walked, she exuded a subtle charm.
There is a hint of temptation to indulge in abstinence.
Xu Heyi suddenly said, "I suddenly understand why Zhubao likes white shirts so much."
When Jiang Nuanzhu heard this, she turned around and looked at him: "Why?"
Xu Heyi just smiled without saying anything, his dark eyes looking at her quietly, his gaze becoming increasingly hot.
When Jiang Nuanzhu lowered her head, she realized that she had put on Xu Heyi's pajamas last night for convenience.
The loose shirt could not hide the ups and downs of her delicate frame, which looked white, deep and vivid.
Jiang Nuanzhu: "...Xu Heyi, you are always so dishonest."
After saying this, Jiang Nuanzhu went into the bathroom to wash up.
The smile on Xu Heyi's face slowly disappeared, and he pursed his lips slightly, spilling out a few low words: "Are you old and dishonest?"
No matter how calm and composed Xu Heyi was, it was difficult for him to remain indifferent when he heard this adjective.
Jiang Nuanzhu lingered in the bathroom for a while before pushing the door open and leaving.
She looked around and didn't see Xu Heyi, so she breathed a sigh of relief and walked out.
To be honest, she was embarrassed and angry at Xu Heyi's teasing at the time, and deliberately said words to anger him.
Xu Heyi has always been tolerant and generous towards her, so he shouldn't hold a grudge, right?
Jiang Nuanzhu walked towards the bed for a while and suddenly saw clothes placed on the folded quilt.
She took two steps forward curiously, and when she saw the black suit on the quilt, her vision became a little dark.
There was a sound of a door closing behind him. Jiang Nuanzhu turned his head and looked at him, his eyes stunned.
Xu Heyi took off his suit jacket and unbuttoned his well-tailored shirt, revealing his Adam's apple and a small piece of skin.
I don't know when he put on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.
"Aren't you going to work?"
Xu Heyi said in a deep voice: "No rush."
Jiang Nuanzhu glanced at him secretly, and couldn't help but glanced at Xu Heyi again.
Xu Heyi locked the door and walked forward slowly while unbuttoning his shirt.
Jiang Nuanzhu sensed the dangerous aura emanating from him and swallowed, "I...I still have to go to work."
The man in front of her was wearing a shirt and black pants, with gold-rimmed glasses. There was a cold and reserved look between his eyebrows, and he was gentle and elegant in his gestures. There was a silent wildness in his strong body... Almost every point about him hit Jiang Nuanzhu's aesthetic taste.
She was really under Xu Heyi's control.
"No rush...I have a question for Mrs. Xu."
Jiang Nuanzhu sensed the oppression from him and subconsciously took a step back and sat on the bed.
"What to ask"
He quietly reached behind his back, grasped the sexy black suit in his hand, and prepared to throw it away when the opportunity arose.
Jiang Nuanzhu is not a fool.
The things were folded neatly and placed on the quilt, which was obviously Xu Heyi's instruction!
"What does 'old and indecent' mean?" Xu Heyi's eyes fell on Jiang Nuanzhu's face through the glasses, "Zhu Bao, do you think I'm old?"
Jiang Nuanzhu only knew that women were forbidden to talk about their age, but she never expected Xu Heyi to be so sensitive to the word "old".
"No!" she retorted subconsciously, "You don't want it, not at all."
"Really?" As he spoke, Xu Heyi had already walked in front of Jiang Nuanzhu.
His fingertips fell on the side of Jiang Nuanzhu's face, stroking along her cheek to her earlobe, kneading it lightly.
He looked serious and calm, but there was a hint of eroticism in him.
Jiang Nuanzhu had never seen Xu Heyi like this before.
And it’s still daytime!
Xu Heyi's narrow eyes were sharp, and he said slowly: "Zhu Bao, I'm afraid you will dislike me."
Jiang Nuanzhu was so frightened by his aura that she didn't dare to breathe loudly.
"How could I dislike you?" She tried to soften her tone as much as possible and coax Xu Heyi.
"Does the dress look good?"
Xu Heyi suddenly changed the subject, but Jiang Nuanzhu tensed up all over.
There was no doubt that Xu Heyi was asking about the set of clothes in her hand.
Or maybe it's not even worthy of being called clothes.
"It doesn't look good." Jiang Nuanzhu lowered his head, avoiding Xu Heyi's sight, and answered decisively.
Xu Heyi hooked her chin and forced her to raise her head.
Their eyes met, his narrow and indifferent eyes seemed unfamiliar to her, but the hint of smile in his eyes captured her heart.
"Zhubao, I want to see you wear it."
Jiang Nuanzhu was bewitched by him and almost agreed.
But thinking about the whole night, and then doing it again during the day... she couldn't bear it.
"How about two days?"
Seeing Xu Heyi's eyes becoming more and more aggressive, Jiang Nuanzhu quickly changed the subject: "How about tonight?"
She shouldn't have said that he was old.
Xu Heyi: "Zhubao, it seems like the feeling is different during the day and at night?"
Jiang Nuanzhu's cheeks seemed to be stained with peach color, making people want to take a bite.
Xu Heyi held Jiang Nuanzhu's hand and helped her take off his glasses, his tone always steady.
"I also want to prove to Zhubao that I'm not old yet."
When Xu Heyi said the word "old", his voice was particularly low and hoarse.
Jiang Nuanzhu was led to take off the glasses on his nose, and after being exposed, she met his ink-black eyes.
My heart was hit instantly.
He knew Jiang Nuanzhu too well, and he knew exactly how to make it impossible for Jiang Nuanzhu to refuse.
Jiang Nuanzhu's eyes were filled with tears, and she pleaded softly, "Xu Heyi, I still have training tonight..."
"Yeah." Xu Heyi threw his glasses off the bed, put his arms around Jiang Nuanzhu's waist, and kissed her forcefully, "Then I'll let you go before dinner."
Jiang Nuanzhu's fingertips subconsciously grasped his shirt.
Xu Heyi untied her hands little by little and led her to the buttons of her shirt.
He kissed her earlobe and whispered, "Is this what Zhubao has always wanted to do?"
Jiang Nuanzhu's greed was exposed, and he felt a little panicked and a little... impulsive.
As if possessed by some mysterious force, she obediently unbuttoned his shirt.
One after another, smooth lines slowly appeared before my eyes.
His Adam's apple rolled, and there were still bite marks from last night on his collarbone.
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