Chapter 209

In the room where the night is about to drop, there is a faint smell of tobacco. The heroic man's temperament proudly leans against the sofa, and lengyi's side face exudes charming and fierce under the moonlight through the French window.

——Li Beichen, I seem to like you.

Recalling these fine waxy words, the tight strings in his mind pulled his temples and twitched.

The cool thin lips pursed lightly, and the cold lines outlined the unknown taste.

Through drunkenness, what she said is true or false?

The tall man wore a black Nightgown, pulled it slightly, and then covered his forehead with slender and bony fingers.

There was a trace of fatigue.

damn!

The president of Tangtang Yuzun woke up to horror for an inexplicable word.

This pricking woman like a hedgehog!

The sound of the water in the bathroom gradually disappeared. In the dim light, Li Beichen's cold look dimmed, and his thin lips were slightly white.

He got up and walked towards the glass door with weak light.

Sure enough, I fell asleep in the bathtub.

"Shi Yuxuan?" A low magnetic voice with a trace of hoarseness.

She slept heavily, and her long curled eyelashes settled at the bottom of the vortex.

I couldn't restrain myself from approaching her.

The tall and straight figure slowly covered her, and the warm breath brushed her skin.

Then he fished her out of the water.

Touching the soft and warm moment, the slender fingers were slightly attached.

His hands, a little ice.

She pulled the bath towel over her and carried her back to the big double bed.

Just now he was afraid that she would feel the smoke too choking when she took a shower. He deliberately opened the French window and blew the wind for a while.

Now he felt that there was something empty between his fingers and nothing could relieve his fatigue. He couldn't restrain her from lying in bed so obediently.

He noticed that he was sitting beside the bed uncontrollably and looked at him quietly. Li Beichen's tall and straight figure was stiff.

He hung over her, masking most of the light from the dim yellow wall lamp.

Just sitting on the sofa waiting for her, the feeling of staring at the bathroom scared him.

Sometimes, he felt that she was like a dog's tail grass, scratching his heart from time to time.

Whether he is busy or empty, whether he is in a trance or awake, he is eager to see her desire growing.

——Mr. Li, I seem to like you.

Her voice kept turning in his mind. Inadvertently, he picked up the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Slightly attached to her body, her hands supported on her sides, and her tired and bloody eyes fell on her face.

After a while, he whispered, "today, the designer sent me the photos of the wedding dress. It must be beautiful for you to wear."

The air is quiet, and you can feel it falling slowly around them like dust.

Holding his breath, he only heard the gentle breathing of Yuxuan.

He eased his mood, then rubbed her face with his cool fingers, and his breath came closer, "why don't I sleep with you?"

Li Beichen in the dark smiled at the corners of his mouth, then pulled the quilt and lay down. His forehead gently touched her and held her tightly in his arms

The next morning, Yuxuan slept until noon.

Recently, I don't know why. She really can sleep more and more. Maybe this is the fat story of rich wives.

I stretched my waist carelessly. When I came to the living room, I just saw a tall and straight figure standing in front of the French window.

He's on the phone. It seems that there's something about the company.

Her eyes are deep and cold, her eyebrows are like swords, with sharp edges and corners, and her aura is noble, elegant and strong.