Chapter 124

Although he can even carry dishes as elegant as playing piano. But Tang Xiaoyan always thought that it was hard for her to imagine letting him wash the dishes. So she took the job at hand.

Fu Yunqian didn't go out either. He just watched her tidy up quickly. She was skillful and elegant.

She cleaned up the kitchen in less than ten minutes. After reading it, he pointed out some pictures with a faint smile on his face: "well done, let's have a rest."

"Wait!"

Fu Yunqian turned around slowly: "what else

She gazed at her toes and said, "I You You said just now that you would give as much as you could, right? " It took her a lot of effort to finish the sentence.

"Yes," he said noncommittally

Her eyes aimed at the direction of the stairway, Fu Yunqian's quiet eyes followed: "do you want to go to bed with me?"

Is she too obvious, or does Fu Yunqian really know her too well?

"Is that ok?" Her subconscious rhetorical question, meaning is also very clear. Although she can't now, she can do it tomorrow, maybe in the morning.

Because today is really the last day.

His handsome and sparse facial features are carved like an axe. Whether it's eyebrow line, nose line, or tight lip line, they are as quiet as the deep sea.

Tang Xiaoyan anxiously waited for him. He didn't hear his answer, but he walked upstairs. After a few steps, he turned back and frowned, looking at himself with a blank face and frustrated self-esteem: "don't you want to come up? What are you doing there? "

Is that, by default? Her loss was replaced by joy. He immediately followed up with compromise.

Her farthest range of activities is limited to the third floor and the fourth floor, which is really like a forbidden area that she has never set foot in. With strange and curious exploration, she followed Fu Yunqian to the fourth floor.

The layout of the fourth floor is completely different from that of the lower floors. Fu Yunqian opened all the rooms and divided them again. She stood on the opening, looking at the transparent tempered glass design on her head, and was speechless!

In the space of more than 200 square meters, he isolated a wine cabinet, a cloakroom, a bedroom, a bathroom, that's all.

Black and white Baroque decoration, simple and low-key luxury, hanging on the wall a few abstract oil paintings, those abstract lines she can't really understand, but can let Fu Yunqian hanging here, must be genuine.

His bedroom is very large, with a cloakroom, and the embedded wardrobe is perfectly presented with black marble, which is his kingdom.

The view of the third floor is wide, but standing on the balcony outside his bedroom, you can overlook the whole city. The moat is like a jade belt, passing through the central hall of the city.

And once you look up, you can see the stars all over the sky. No matter it's windy or rainy, the outside world rises and falls, no matter it's changing, you can lie inside and enjoy it as if you were.

Luxury is by no means luxury. His simple layout can't be any more simple. It can be said that it's mediocre, and it's not mediocre. There are no redundant furnishings in his room, but if necessary, even a hanger is customized from abroad.

She remembered that Zhang Xiaoman was so busy for his father's hundreds of thousands of medical expenses, and she also remembered that she worked hard for thousands of living expenses, and finally realized that human birth was unfair in the first place.

Don't believe the bullshit that just can change fate. Even if there is, it is only for a few people, just an example.

She was completely shocked and speechless.

She suddenly understood Fu Yunqian, if this is her world, she will not allow others to enter.

This is just like his blessed land and his heart, which keeps the most true side of him and hides the most secrets of him. The entry of Tang Xiaoyan means that he has to completely expose himself and lose himself.

"What are you doing? You want to sleep? Then take a bath. "

"I I didn't bring my pajamas... " She came up in such a hurry that she didn't bring anything with her. Her face began to blush again. "That I'll go downstairs and wash. I'll come up later. "

She almost ran away.

When Fu Yunqian saw her running away like a rabbit, he could only shake his head. Looking around, he has long been the only one living here, just like his dusty heart. He has closed the world and no one can covet it. The entry of Tang Xiaoyan means that the world is once again open to the outside world.

Tang Xiaoyan hesitated between strawberry pajamas and sexy red silk pajamas, and finally chose red silk pajamas without hesitation!

After a quick bath, he put on the looming red pajamas, and his two slender white legs looked like the best jade in the light, shining with a lustrous luster. Tang Xiaoyan bit the bright red lower lip, and resolutely put on the naked strawberry pajamas outside.

She ran in a hurry, thinking that he must still be taking a bath, so she pushed the door directly, but when she opened the door,

the first thing she saw was the bath towel on her waist, then the flat and well textured abdominal muscles, and then the strong and rigid chest muscles. She slowly raised her head and saw that Fu Yunqian's black hair was wet, with transparent water dripping from the top of her hair With his sculptural features flowing down slowly, through his high nose, thin lips and graceful chin, towards the protruding Adam's apple.She couldn't turn her eyes to swallow her saliva. Her eyes were straight. Fu Yunqian's figure was slightly stunned and recovered freely, but she still didn't forget to remind: "remember to knock next time."

"Oh."

When she saw him go into the cloakroom and come out again, he had already put on a white silk nightgown. He held the towel around his waist in his hand and threw it into the nearby clothes basket. Then he opened the quilt and went to bed.

His bed is bigger than the one in Sanya Hotel honeymoon suite. The difference is that his sheet and quilt cover are dark blue satin, and the soft light shows the luxurious light of Weiya.

He lies in it, picks up a magazine at the head of the bed and reads it. Tang Xiaoyan is like reading an advertisement, which includes pajamas, sheets, quilt covers and even the big bed on him.

On the contrary, the strawberry pajamas on her body are really clumsy and hard to see.

Seeing that she was still there, his eyes were deep: "aren't you cold? Standing there all the time, still don't want to sleep? "

It's cold.

"Ah Chou..." She sneezed in response to the situation.

He sat on the bed, full of disapproval, opened the quilt beside her, said to her: "go to bed, tomorrow you have to go to school, I have to work."

All sounds are silent, and the twilight is deep.

Tang Xiaoyan was lying on the bed, and the stars seemed to be within reach. Without hesitation, she had a question in her mind: "in case of rain and snow, do you feel that rain and snow will hit her?"

In the face of her silly problem, Fu Yunqian took the remote control next to her, and the two screens with good shading performance closed slowly. The stars and moonlight disappeared, which was no different from an ordinary room.

She exclaimed at the invention of high technology.

Fu Yunqian put down the magazine and got into the quilt, ready to go to bed.

The fresh and strange environment and Fu Yunqian's presence made Tang Xiaoyan feel extremely excited. But the bed was too big. They were lying on both sides of the bed. It was like a gap between them. She was dissatisfied, and realized that the quilt was very cold. She suddenly turned over two times before turning over to Fu Yunqian. Her hand carefully grasped his arm, and her voice was soft: "I'm a little cold."

His arm is close to her soft body, good curve, direct gentle and delicate touch tells him a real message.

"Tang Xiaoyan, you are here to sleep, not to let you do that or something!" His voice was deep and dumb, and his words were full of warning.

She low smile: "I know, I am cold, a little warm, and so hot I went to sleep next to, you don't mind me, sleep, good night."

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what she said was light, but she didn't know how hard it would take him to ignore the strange numbness from his arm.

In view of her physical condition, he can only endure, she is like a kitten. He kept rubbing against him. His voice was as low as a cello: "don't move, Tang Xiaoyan. It's hard for me to fall asleep if you are like this."

"Why? I didn't do much. You sleep well. "

Fu Yunqian has recognized her evil taste: "if you know your physical condition, don't easily stir up a man's anger, if you continue to do so. I can only invite you downstairs. "

"I don't want it." Since she came in, how can she leave so easily, but Fu Yunqian has always been a great talker, so she has no choice but to behave herself and stop fiddling, "well, let's sleep." But soon, she quietly attached to Fu Yunqian's ear and whispered. "Tomorrow morning will be fine."

Fu Yunqian immediately understood the meaning of her words. He couldn't laugh or cry, but Tang Xiaoyan turned over and went back to his original position: "I'm hot, go to sleep, good night."

She really took care of her sleep, because she had a plan in her heart, so she slept very fast.

Fu Yunqian looks at the woman across the bed. In the end did not touch her in the past, not do not want to, but dare not, he did not want to hurt her in her most vulnerable period of time.

So I forced myself to sleep, but I soon found that I failed.

Tang Xiaoyan slept soundly, breathed evenly, and snored slightly.

He is a shallow sleeper, used to only his quiet environment, suddenly around a person, how much is certainly not adapted.

But she had a good sleep, and he didn't dare to move, for fear of waking her up, so he kept quietly facing the ceiling until midnight, and finally got sleepy after midnight. Sleep slowly.

Just feel just fell asleep, there is a soft if boneless little hand into his robe inside. Gradually climbing up, drawing circles on his heart.

He was shocked, and his mind immediately woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw Tang Xiaoyan in a red sexy Pajama supporting his upper body and smiling at him.

"What are you doing?" He heard himself speak, but his voice was hoarse, like the sequelae of a sleepless night, and like the reaction of a change in his body.

She said with a low smile, "do what you think. I've been waiting all night. Now it's OK.""When did you get dressed?" There was a fire in his dark eyes, and his voice was a little low.

"It's always on, isn't it?" She felt that she was not ashamed to ask, but she could not help but blurt it out naturally.

Tang Xiaoyan's forehead was against his shoulder, his fingers stroked his muscular chest, his long nails swept the dogwood on his chest, Fu Yunqian's throat was tight, and his sharp and deep eyes were staring at the woman in his arms.