Chapter 71 Let’s give Mrs. Xu some privacy.
Xu Heyi stood in front of the cabinet for a long time but still didn't open it.
Let’s give Mrs. Xu some privacy.
He first poured himself a glass of ice water and drank it. His Adam's apple rolled as if he was very thirsty.
After drinking a glass of cold water, Xu Heyi's breathing calmed down.
He stood on the balcony and smoked a cigarette before returning to the bedroom.
Not long after, the bathroom door opened a crack and a small head popped out.
Xu Heyi glanced at him with a deep look in his eyes, not surprised at all.
"You didn't bring any clothes?"
Jiang Nuanzhu hid at the door wrapped in a bath towel and explained in a low voice: "He came in too hastily."
At that time, Jiang Nuanzhu was so embarrassed that she just wanted to escape from the place as soon as possible. How could she remember to take her clothes?
"Can you hold it for me?"
"In which cabinet?"
When Jiang Nuanzhu heard the word "cabinet", his scalp went numb.
She quickly said, "The cabinet on the far right! Just grab a nightgown."
Xu Heyi opened the wardrobe, scanned a row of nightgowns, and calmly took out one.
Jiang Nuanzhu's white and slender arms flashed before his eyes. They were white and slender, with skin as white as snow.
With a hook of his fingertips, he pulled the nightgown in.
Xu Heyi's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he suddenly felt a little thirsty again.
He looked away and out the dark window.
In the bathroom, Jiang Nuanzhu held the nightgown in her hand and remained silent for a long time.
She had some suspicion that Xu Heyi did it on purpose.
The hem of the moon-white nightgown was a little short, swaying at the thighs like a gentian flower pattern, revealing two white and slender legs.
There is a small V-neck at the chest, revealing the scenery vaguely.
This nightgown is not sexy, but not conservative either, just enough to show off one's figure.
Jiang Nuanzhu has snow-white skin, which creates a strong visual conflict at first glance.
The mirror was still a little foggy, blurring her beautiful and delicate features.
Pure and sexy, that's probably what it feels like.
Jiang Nuanzhu opened the door carefully. Xu Heyi's eyes fixed and he felt a sense of visual conflict exploding before his eyes.
His breathing couldn't help but become a little deeper.
A huge wave suddenly rose in the man's eyes, but was suppressed silently.
Jiang Nuanzhu tugged at the hem of her skirt and said, "It's a little short."
"Um."
A word came out of Xu Heyi's nose.
Jiang Nuanzhu felt uncomfortable with his overly deep gaze and could only try to find a random topic to talk about: "I don't wear this kind of nightgown very often. It doesn't really suit my style."
"Not quite used to it?"
Jiang Nuanzhu nodded obediently.
She had just come out of the bathroom, her hair was wet, her cheeks were rosy, and her eyes were bright with a hint of innocence.
Xu Heyi's eyes seemed darker than the night, "It's very beautiful."
"real?"
A faint blush, like rouge, smudged on Jiang Nuanzhu's cheeks.
"Yeah." Xu Heyi said solemnly, "It's nice to change the style occasionally."
After hearing this, Jiang Nuanzhu's face turned even redder.
Xu Heyi saw that the ends of her hair were a little wet, "Let me help you blow dry your hair."
Jiang Nuanzhu: “…Yeah.”
His slender fingers shuttled through Jiang Nuanzhu's hair. With the light warm breeze, the heat on Jiang Nuanzhu's face slowly dissipated, and he felt a little more at ease.
When Xu Heyi put away the hair dryer, Jiang Nuanzhu saw the gift box next to it.
"You haven't opened your presents yet?"
Xu Heyi looked at her with a serious look, his eyes revealing silent danger.
"No rush." Xu Heyi's voice was a little hoarse, and he explained: "I'll wait for you."
"OK."
It just so happened that Jiang Nuanzhu was also curious about what gifts the two gave to Xu Heyi.
Fu Qingyin had specifically instructed them to wait until they left before looking at it.
Jiang Nuanzhu curiously opened the gifts with Xu Heyi.
Fu Qingyin's oil painting was indeed of Jiang Nuanzhu.
In the painting, Jiang Nuanzhu wears a high bun and jewelry, has a graceful figure, drunken eyes, and sniffs a flower with her fingertips.
Her beauty is beyond compare, like a fairy concubine who has descended to earth.
Even Jiang Nuanzhu herself was a little surprised.
It took her a long time to remember, "That year, Nancheng was going to shoot a tourism promotional video and invited me to dance to "The Drunken Concubine."
Because it was a real-life shoot, it took several days.
At that time, Jiang Nuanzhu's leg had almost recovered after the third surgery. This was her first dance after returning to the industry.
Fu Qingyin was worried, so he went with her.
"Drunk in the hibiscus bushes, the beauty of the country fills the garden." Xu Heyi looked at her for a long while before saying calmly, "Mrs. Xu's beauty always makes me feel refreshed."
The corners of Jiang Nuanzhu's eyes turned red when she smiled, showing a bit of shyness, but more of generosity and naturalness.
She smiled and teased, "Mr. Xu's compliments are always unique."
The longer they were together, the more Jiang Nuanzhu got used to Xu Heyi's compliments.
I will never be as confused as before.
Xu Heyi took advantage of the situation and opened Jian Li's small black box.
There is a mobile hard drive inside.
When Jiang Nuanzhu saw the mobile hard drive, her scalp tingled.
This can't be some inappropriate photo or video of her, right?!
This really seems like something Jane Li could do.
But after thinking about it for a while, Jiang Nuanzhu breathed a sigh of relief.
She doesn't have any excessive photos or videos.
Jian Li was her college classmate and roommate, so there wouldn't be any ugly photos of her as a child.
As he thought about it, Jiang Nuanzhu finally felt relieved.
Xu Heyi held the mobile hard drive and said with interest: "Let's go to the study and see what's inside?"
"good."
Xu Heyi prepared everything and looked at Jiang Nuanzhu sitting in the wheelchair, his narrow eyes seemed to have a hint of smile.
"Mrs. Xu, would you like to watch it together?"
Jiang Nuanzhu was a little stunned, "Aren't we planning to watch it together?"
Xu Heyi looked at the narrow space next to the desk.
“It’s not very convenient.”
There is already an ergonomic chair in front of the desk, and Jiang Nuanzhu's wheelchair is indeed not convenient to see in the same row.
She was wondering how to get there.
Xu Heyi had already stood up, one hand around her waist, the other hand hooked her legs, "I'm sorry."
His low and deep voice fell into Jiang Nuanzhu's ears.
Jiang Nuanzhu was already sitting on Xu Heyi's body.
As for the princess carry process, she didn't even realize it was over.
Thanks to the nightgown, half of Jiang Nuanzhu's thigh was pressed against Xu Heyi's pajamas, and her calves were shaking, dazzlingly white.
Jiang Nuanzhu felt empty and very insecure.
Below her buttocks was Xu Heyi's strong and warm thigh, and Jiang Nuanzhu blushed more and more the thought came to her mind.
"This... doesn't seem good."
Jiang Nuanzhu clutched Xu Heyi's pajamas with her fingertips, feeling inexplicably nervous.
Xu Heyi stood straight with his big hands supporting her waist which could be held in one hand, keeping a certain distance, looking very gentlemanly.
He asked calmly, "What's wrong?"
Xu Heyi paused, "Or does Mrs. Xu not like to interact with me? Otherwise, you sit on the chair and I stand and watch?"
Jiang Nuanzhu looked at Xu Heyi with his distinct black and white eyes, and subconsciously explained: "No. I'm just a little uncomfortable."
Xu Heyi said in a deep voice: "Just a moment."
Jiang Nuanzhu blinked her watery eyes: "...Okay."
She finally understood Xu Heyi's evil intention of retreating in order to advance.
But she seemed to be completely controlled by Mr. Xu.
Is it possible that she really wants him to stand while she sits alone?
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