After the second marriage, I acted weak in a wealthy family

Chapter 49 Where am I worse than Xiao Xianrou (1)

He Biya pretended to open one eye.

Done!Done!Xie Anran must have told him!He Biya's brain was running fast.

The bright light in the room fell into He Biya's eyes, and she felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

A hand gently patted her face, "Open all!"

He Biya yawned, sat up, and slowly opened her eyes.

I saw Liu Yian with wet hair, sitting upright in front of her. He raised one hand to show the muscles on his arm, and then he pointed to the mermaid line on his waist.

He Biya stared at Liu Yian's eyes with astonishment, her attention was not on his body.

"Do you not like it?"

Liu Yian pointed to his well-defined four-pack abs, and He Biya's eyes stared at it for a while, then immediately turned her head and blushed. He used to be dry and thin.

"What do you like about these?"

He Biya was still cowardly, and said nervously, she held the quilt tightly, and even though the water on Liu Yian's hair fell on her hand, she did not dare to make a sound. She looked at the drop of water and suddenly remembered that night. experience.

He Biya pointed to the bathroom, lowered her head, and buried her voice.

"Can you dry your hair first? There's a hairdryer in the bathroom."

My heart was pounding, it felt like I met Liu Yian for the first time eight years ago. He had long hair fluttering and was wearing a loose white shirt and a pair of smoky gray straight-leg pants. His clean eyebrows were deep and shallow in the shade of the trees. He sketched the outlines lightly. He looked at He Biya carefully, and said to her with the drawing board in his hand, "Classmate, can I not sweep the leaves in this leaf? I need a reference to draw, see He Bi." Ya didn't speak for a long time, and Liu Yian added another sentence, or I'll help you scan it after painting.

"look up!"

Liu Yian's voice was cold, and as far as his eyes could see, he had no patience, could he be worse than that little fresh meat.

He Biya suddenly turned the quilt over, "I want to sleep!"

I can't control it!
Liu Yian pulled the quilt away.

"What are you sleeping, don't you like to see other people's good figures? Can't you just look at mine?"

Liu Yian shouted, and he tightly grabbed He Biya's wrist. He Biya's eyes were full of devastated eyes. If there were not so many things, she could still get along with Liu Yian, but even if this person was right in front of her, why not? Bi Ya's heart is still very entangled, what kind of way will she use to get along with the man in front of her?
He Biya gritted her teeth, she didn't want to be held by Liu Yian like this.

She rationalized it and asked lightly, "Did Lie Changfeng tell you?"

Liu Yian was silent, his domineering posture pressed He Biya, who struggled, "Let go of me!"

The moment he let go, Liu Yian's eyes were red, "Why, do you just like to look at Xiao Xianrou's figure?"

What does he consider yourself to be, is he like Jiang Langyue?

He Biya adjusted her breathing, "Who do you think I am? Liu Yian, do you believe in Lie Changfeng so much? Yes, you are always like this, you would rather believe in others than in me, you have always been like this."

The corner of He Biya's mouth outlined a slight smile, and the mad beast in Liu Yian's heart began to haunt him again. He couldn't help hugging He Biya, his wet hair was buried on He Biya's shoulders, getting wet He Biya's pajamas.

"To shut up!"

(End of this chapter)