Sick and beautiful people are not allowed to be white moonlight

Chapter 11 She's Flirting and Irresponsible 11
Lingyan raised her eyes, and was about to speak, when she saw that person, her expressionless face showed astonishment.

The dark-brown walnut wooden door was opened half a person wide. He Lugai had just taken a shower, was wearing a white bathrobe, and was wiping his black hair with a white towel.

The bathrobe was loosely placed on him, revealing a large expanse of fair clavicle skin, with dense water vapor on it, and water droplets dripping from his black hair, which ran along his cool and fair cheeks, crossed the jaw line, and finally came to the sexy clavicle.

Lingyan blinked her eyes, hesitated for a few seconds, and slowly looked at He Lu's dark eyes filled with mist.

With the mist smearing, he is not as cold and detached as usual.

He Lu leaned against the door, raised his eyelids, and saw a flash of surprise in the eyes of the person who came, then looked him over, and smiled.

"how?"

"Want to pack me?"

Lingyan tightened the cash in her hand, her black eyelashes drooped, and she couldn't see the expression in her eyes clearly.

so annoying

Why are there ex-boyfriends everywhere?
After a moment of silence, Ling Yan thought about herself, who was still sticky, and stabilized her mind, slowly raised her eyelashes, and said casually.

"There's no water at home."

"Give you the money and let me take a bath."

He Lu raised his eyebrows, a smile flashed across his eyebrows, and nodded thoughtfully. Seeing her tense little face, with a look of alienation and coldness, he was amused, and with a tsk grin, he took the money in her hand and went to Moved to the side, nodded and signaled: "Do you need me to take you in?"

Lingyan glanced at him leisurely, glanced at the wad of money, and shook her head.

Walking in and seeing the bathroom still full of white mist, he turned to look at him.

He Lu just wiped his hair with one hand: "I just finished washing, if you mind, you can wash it later."

Lingyan doesn't want to be alone with He Lu.

When they broke up, she used all her life's patience to stabilize herself and not let her heart down.

Si Quan was the only person in her barren and desolate life who she expected to have enough weight.

No matter how much she restrained and forbeared her liking, when she met again, her heart was still throbbing.

Ayano walked into the bathroom with her head down.

The bathroom smelled very fragrant, the same smell as He Lu's body.

Ling Yan silently bit her lower lip, and a morbid lust appeared in her dark eyes.

Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath, and stretched out her hand to grab it, as if she wanted to hold He Lu's breath in her hand.

I don't know how long it took, the white mist in the bathroom almost dissipated, and she slowly untied the bathrobe and hung it aside.

Turning on the shower, the warm water hit her fair and beautiful body.

Sudden.

Lingyan looked sideways, staring at the shower gel and shampoo in the corner.

A trace of struggle flashed in his eyes.

A few seconds later, she stretched out her hand, took the shower gel, pressed it a few times, and slowly rubbed it with the palm of her hand, making white foam, and rubbing it on her body.

So fragrant...

……

He Lu dried his hair by seven minutes, heard the sound of water still resounding in the bathroom, slightly raised his thin lips, entered the room, and changed into a simple white shirt and suit pants.

Wearing black slippers.

He took a glass of water, sat on the sofa in the living room, turned on the TV, and let out the sound.

The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were blown up by the wind, arousing He Lu's attention. He looked sideways, pursed his lips slightly, and stood up to close the window.

In summer, the wind is clear and cool, bamboo is planted around the community, and the wind carries the fragrance of bamboo leaves.

The sound of water stopped, and after a few minutes, the door opened with a click.

He Lu stood in front of the French window, and turned his head uncontrollably to look over when he heard the voice.

His eyes darkened.

(End of this chapter)