Chapter 217

The phone rang persistently in the room.

With the interference of this bell, the atmosphere of the whole room seems a little out of place.

Huan Jing strode out and went straight to the sofa.

Tang Rui's bag is on the sofa, and the vibration inside is clear and audible.

The bell rang again and again, as if urging people on this side of the room to catch up.

Huan Jing calmly opens Tang Furui's bag and his mobile phone falls out of it.

He wanted to pick up the call and politely tell the people on the other side that Tang is taking a bath. He can call back tomorrow.

But when he saw the note on the mobile phone screen, his brow frowned slightly.

There are only four words in the above remarks.

Annoying creditors.

Seeing this remark, Huan Jing hesitated for a moment and didn't hang up the phone immediately.

Although it didn't sound like a commendatory remark, the intimacy in his tone leaped up and made Huan Jing jealous for a moment.

Who on earth is this?

Annoying creditors?

Tang Rui's creditor?

Is there any other familiar man in China?

Across a short screen, the man's eyebrows frowned, and his eyes fell on the girl in the bathtub who thought he was drowning and was struggling to death, waving and rolling.

Tang Rui looks silly, but in fact he is very clever.

When setting notes, she had a lot of heart in mind.

If it's really set to Yan xiechen, no matter who sees it, it will definitely cause unnecessary disturbance. Instead of choosing her real name, she gave a nickname at random, as long as she could understand it.

That is to say, this extra insight may have saved her life at this critical moment.

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Outside the party.

Yan xiechen took the trouble to call Tang Furui again and again.

"What is the girl doing?"

He low ground scolded a, pinched out cigarette end, the foot is already a ground of ash.

"Is something wrong?"

Yan xiechen didn't know why he was particularly worried about Tang Meirui at this time. He always felt that with her temperament, if she hadn't received the call for a long time, something might have happened.

He beat again and again, a little anxious.

At this time, he did not know that, across the mobile phone screen, he was holding a silent confrontation with another man.

Huan Jing took his cell phone and stopped for a moment.

At the moment, deep chestnut hair came down from his forehead and covered half of his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.

He tried to use this short nickname to summarize Tang's feelings about another man on the phone.

Finally, the screen went dark in my hand.

It became a missed call.

But Yan xiechen's uneasy feeling over there is more and more intense!

In his impression, Tang has never made four phone calls without any reply!

After the phone went out, he dialed another one decisively.

So the screen in Huan Jing's hand lit up again.

As soon as the screen lights up, the remark "annoying creditor" appears again.

This time, Huan Jing calmly slid his thumb, took the phone call, and then put it in his ear.

Men's movements are extremely elegant.

At the same time, in this simple action, there are countless invisible surges.

His eyes were very low. After he put the phone to his ear, he didn't send out a word.

He's waiting.

Wait for the man over there to speak first, and then listen to his voice.

Originally found that after the phone was connected, Yan xiechen almost immediately jumped up.

"What are you doing, girl? What kind of murder and arson do you have to answer my phone? Do you know how worried I am about you? How afraid of you

In ordinary times, Yan xiechen blurted out such words.

He not only blurted out, but also tried to insult Tang's intelligence by using various parallelism and personification.

But today, Yan xiechen is keen to capture an unusual breath.

Yan xiechen, what a smart man?

After he put the phone to his ear, with his keen intuition, he stopped the voice at the right time, choked his breath back to his stomach, and didn't speak a word.

There was a long silence on the phone.

Silence a little noise can not be heard, only the long boundless silence.

The men on both sides are separated by a communication line, silent, testing each other, and countless undercurrents are surging in silence.

This time, Yan xiechen's uneasiness was finally settled.He almost immediately reflected that the person on the other side of the phone was not Tang Furui, but Huan Jing.

Only Huan Jing can still send out the calm of the king from the microphone in such a distance.

He is on the phone with Huan Jing.

He is in the dark and Huan Jing is in the light.

Two people are testing each other at the same time, just like the duel between experts, no one shows a flaw easily.

There were only two people breathing quietly on the phone.

Finally, after a long silence of ten minutes, Huan Jing spoke.

"Who are you?"

He asked calmly.

Even if he asked in the dark, asked a man who did not know his name hidden in the dark, but he was still calm and impeccable.

Yan xiechen did not speak.

The next second, Huan Jing only heard the beep beep beep beep from the phone.

The microphone just hung up.

From beginning to end, the people over there didn't say a word.

But Huan Jing has a feeling that that person must know who he is.

"More..."

"A lot of water..."

Tang Rui in the bathroom is still struggling.

In fact, there is little water in the bathtub, only one-third of it, but Tang ruorei seems to be determined that he is about to drown and keeps waving his arm.

Huanjing almost immediately folded back to Tang Furui's side, gently helped her lift her body from the bathtub, and dried her wet hair with a towel.

Tang Furui nestles in Huan Jing's arms.

The water in the bathtub was so cold that her face turned blue and her lips trembled. It was only in Huan Jing's arms that she felt as if she had finally found a source of heat. She rubbed contentedly. After a pause, she continued to rub.

During the whole process, she was very happy.

And Huan Jing just sighed.

"Xiaorui," he said in a low voice, more like saying to himself, "what's your secret?"

In response to him, only the girl rubbed in his arms satisfied with the sound of smashing his mouth.

He looked down and found that the man in his arms was like a flawless elf.

At the moment, the elf is leaning his sticky body against him, and then clinging to his neck with his hands and feet, while he flatters him again, as if to continue playing the game just now.

"Just now..."

"Just now, play again..."

She felt as if she liked Huan Jing's reaction just now. She always felt that she could not stop.

Just when Tang Furui wants to do the same thing again and continue to probe into a more secret part of Huanjing, Huanjing grabs her hand and firmly pushes Tang Furui's hand to one side.

"Don't make any noise." He spoke in such a low voice.

"I didn't make any noise!"

Tang Fengrui is upright and vigorous.

"What's wrong with me!"

Huan Jing looked at her for a while, as if he could not guess what was in her mind.

"Do you have a secret to me?"

He asked suddenly.

Don blinked at him for a moment.

Even through the mist, her eyes blinked for a moment, still quite sincere.

"I didn't!" She struggled indistinctly, "I can send four!"

Say, Tang Furui outstretched three claws, will begin to "hair four".

Huan Jing caught her hand, but he was helpless.

"Well, no, I believe you."

Tang Rui was a little more comfortable in his arms.

Ann finished, she sneezed!

Ahhh!

Huan Jing immediately took off his coat and wrapped it around Tang Furui.

Just now he soaked her in cold water, but unexpectedly, he caught a cold with Tang Furui.

Originally intended to give her a bath, to remove some of her body's properties, did not expect to go around, the bath still did not wash.

"Let's take a bath, and it'll be ready soon." He coaxed in a low voice.

At the thought of nearly drowning in it, Tang ruorei immediately struggled: "don't, don't..."

"Good boy."

With that, Huan Jing holds Tang Furui in his arms.

"No! No bath

She struggled violently again and bit Huan Jing in the middle.

Huan Jing snorted and didn't let go.

Tang Xun Rui obviously bit hard and left a deep tooth mark on Huan Jing's arm.

But the man's face does not change, endure the pain still put Tang Furui in.

"How about a hot bath?"

He didn't have the heart to continue to flush cold water for her. He just opened the shower and adjusted the water temperature to a suitable level. After confirming that the temperature was acceptable, he gently drenched Tang's body.Feeling that the water temperature was not as fierce as before, Tang stopped fighting and showed obedience.

But as soon as the shower opened, Huan Jing found a problem.

Tang's clothes haven't been taken off yet.

He turned off the water, and now the thorny question became: how to take off Tang's clothes?

Or, from which?

The only thing to be thankful for is that Tang's dress was torn from the back before she came.

The zipper is hanging outside. It looks like it can't be dropped.

He started from the back and slowly unfolded the dress to the front.

The original zipper of the dress has been broken, at this time more can not bear any wind, just fell down, drooping in front.

The back is solved, but how to remove the part that droops to the front?

Huan Jing didn't know so much about the structure of women's dresses.

He was dealing with this difficult problem. Although he looked calm, his face was slightly hot.

"Xiao Rui, raise your arms." He spoke softly.

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