Mr.Ji, welcome!

"Madam, I'll go out first."

After Ji Fucheng finished, he turned and left. When the other party went out, he leaned powerlessly against the bathtub wall and gasped.

How could she just poke her head out of her head and grasp her hair with her small hand in distress.

Just now in the bathroom, Ji Fu stood there without inch wisps. His hair was lifted to the back of his head at will, and the drops of water fell slowly along the facial lines, making his facial features more angular.

Strong and perfect muscle lines, and... At the thought of here, the whole person burned again.

Should she take a cold bath like Mr. Ji?

After the heat on the body went down, he came out with a bath towel, and Jifu city had blown his hair and put the hair dryer aside.

He waved at her, "come here, I'll blow for you."

Fortunately, the other party didn't continue to tease her, but Xiaohuan walked over,

The man's broad palm gently placed on his head, as if he was not willing to exert himself.

The girl's body has a reassuring smell. Her hair is loose and soft. After taking a bath, the whole person seems to be a piece of fruit candy that has just opened the package, which always attracts him to bite.

Ji Fucheng couldn't help admiring his willpower. Over the years, although he thought he was thin and cool and was not easily tempted by beauty, he was like an exception.

After blowing his hair, Ji Fucheng gently hugged him in his arms, "madam, I already know I'm wrong. Can you not run away from home?"

In fact, Xiaohuan has not been angry for a long time. He just wants to punish Ji Fucheng a little.

She didn't know that the other party had already sent someone to guard Duan Tongtong's door. She was afraid of this charity party. He also knew that after he went, he hurried to work.

At the thought of this, you will not continue to be angry.

Pay off Huan slowly turned and looked at Ji Fucheng, "I'm not angry. Don't hide it from me next time."

Ji Fucheng quickly held her in his arms for fear that she might run away. "OK, listen to your wife."

Xiaohuan smiled, put his pillow against each other's chest, and his small hand swam gently behind him. "Can Mr. Ji tell me why you were there that night?"

That night, in the bay area mental hospital, the two people covered their original faces one after another, so neither of them recognized each other at the first time.

"Haven't I told you about my parents?" Ji Fucheng whispered, "five years ago, my mother was poisoned. Although she was sent to the hospital in time, the poison has entered the internal organs and the whole person has become a vegetable. My father was devastated and left with his mother. Up to now, we don't know where they are, but they will send a local e-mail for a while."

Xiao Huan frowned tightly. She seemed to imagine that if Ji Fucheng didn't meet himself, he might become the next victim.

"I found that there was a problem in the hospital, so I chased it all the way, but I didn't expect to meet you at that time." Ji Fucheng rubbed Huan's head and grabbed the little hand swimming behind him, "good boy, don't touch it."

She was stunned. She just wanted to comfort Mr. Ji. How could she be said to touch?