Quick wear: the host is so flirtatious, the substitute is Bai Yueguang

Chapter 38 After breaking the contract with the boss (38)

The two were so close that their skin touched, and they could feel each other's burning heat.

Jiang Rao looked down, took off his suit jacket, unbuttoned a white shirt, and first saw the small mole in the middle of the collarbone.

After untying two more, she stopped quickly when she saw her fair skin was exposed.

The rare expression on his face was a little unnatural, his eyes dodged in all directions, "You do it yourself..."

Before he finished speaking, he quickly unbuttoned the remaining buttons, and took off his white shirt to reveal his muscular chest.

"..."

Jiang Rao's face quickly turned crimson, and she turned her back to him.

Thinking of something, help him turn on the shower head, go out and close the door in a thunderous manner.

Tongzi looked at the shy cheek of his host, a little in disbelief.

[Isn't the host a good hand at flirting with men?How could it be so innocent. 】

Listening to Tongzi who unconsciously spoke out his thoughts in his mind, Jiang Rao's voice was tinged with irritation.

"Is flirting the same as Shangneng!"

System 001 replied after thinking, [They are all verbs. 】

Jiang Rao: "..."

God damn is a verb.

Jiang Rao stood at the door of the bathroom for a while, only hearing the sound of water dripping inside, and went out to dry her hair when there was no other movement.

When the man came out of the bathroom, her skin care procedure was just finished, she turned her head away and was stunned.

Pei Yun only tied a bath towel around his waist to cover his lower body.

The man's complexion is fair, his shoulders are wide and his waist is narrow, his abdominal muscles are well-shaped, and the faint mermaid line does not pass through the bath towel, extending down to the depths...

She blinked slightly, her fine eyelashes trembling.

He froze for a few seconds before turning around, his face flushed slightly.

Naturally, he didn't notice that the man's expression was clear.He stared at her, only to see a layer of rouge faintly revealing from her earlobe, which was inexplicably alluring.

Pei Yun's eyes were even deeper.

Regardless of the cluttered dressing table, Jiang Rao quickly got on the bed and covered her body with a thin quilt.

She said, "I'm asleep, you can do whatever you want."

Suddenly remembering the drunk state of the man, she was about to get up and take a look, when the side collapsed a little, and the man went to bed.

She paused and turned her eyes to take a look.

The man was looking at her with lowered long eyelashes, his pure black pupils were like a bottomless vortex, one couldn't help but sink into them.

Sensing his state, Jiang Rao's thin lips parted slightly.

"Are you sober..."?
Before he could finish speaking, the kiss from the man lowered his head was stuck in his throat.

The man's palm was propped on the side of the bed, with an irresistible momentum, as if he wanted to plunder all the sweet breath in her mouth.

Jiang Rao was short of breath for a moment, but he easily grabbed the hand she raised to touch his chest, and then interlocked her fingers.

"Pei... Yun, you..."

He stopped, stroking the tear mole at the corner of her eyes with his fingers, the dark eyes were like thick ink that couldn't be melted.

"Arao, I love you."

The cold voice was much hoarse.

Jiang Rao stopped struggling for a moment, attracted by his bewitching appearance, and fell deeply into the man's dark and deep eyes.

She didn't recover until the thin straps on her shoulders were pulled off.

The next moment, the man followed the collarbone and shoulder line...

The elegant and slender snow neck quickly turned red.

The long hair fell into the bed and was scattered.

Jiang Rao just slightly opened his eyes, and there was a hazy layer of mist in his beautiful peach eyes, as if he was confused.

There was a fishy and wet smell in the breath, which made people lose all reason.

……

The night was dark.

The pale white moonlight shone in through the cracks in the curtains and scattered in the room.

Tightly entangled with the night, and spread wantonly.

In the early hours of the morning, there was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom again, and some high or low sounds were covered up, sinking into the intoxicating moonlight.

　Sprinkle the flowers~ smash me to death with tickets!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)