Boss on top: My wife is too hot

The curtains were drawn in the room, and the time could not be seen.

Only after opening the door did Jiang Xiyuan feel the warmth and brightness outside.

"Did you oversleep?" At that moment, his face was slightly red.

"It's okay, it's lunch time." Ye Shenghao took a puff of cigarette, and exhaled lightly.

Jiang Xiyuan was surprised, she slept for so long?

Why no one came to wake her up?
"Am I the last to get up?" Jiang Xiyuan raised her eyes, puzzled.

"Very concerned?" Seeing her serious face, Ye Shenghao couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and responded easily.

"." Speechless.

upset.

It doesn't care about precedence.

It's just that everyone got over the jet lag and waited for her alone, which felt special.

Besides, they were here on a business trip, and they didn't know what Ye Chenghao's arrangements were, so they felt bad about wasting time.

Seeing the look in his eyes, Jiang Xiyuan hurriedly said, "I just washed my hair, you don't have to wait for me, I'll come over when I'm done."

"Is it convenient for you to be alone?" The black eyes narrowed slightly, and fell on her hanging right arm.

Although the redness and swelling disappeared, there were new indentations on the injured area. I guess it was because of sleeping at night, so I kept using my left hand, and my right hand was basically vacant.

With burning eyes, Jiang Xiyuan realized something, secretly gathered the wet towel from her hair, and turned her body sideways. "no problem."

In fact, Ye Shenghao was quite accommodating to her along the way, and he was grateful in his heart, so when he expressed some kind of worry in his words, Jiang Xiyuan naturally showed his resilience.

Besides, I used to wash my hair by myself before. Although there were many inconveniences, it was still resolved.

When Jiang Xiyuan turned around, Ye Shenghao straightened her back, stubbed out the cigarette, and threw it into the trash can.

Afterwards, Jingui took a step and walked into the room.

This, what is this going to do?
Puzzled, she raised her eyes and saw that the tall figure missed her side and went straight to the bathroom.

After a while, the man's perfect figure came into view again, noble and arrogant, with infinite charm.

It's just that in his hand, there is an extra hair dryer.

Open the curtains smoothly, the bright sunlight penetrates the veil, and the blue sea water is overwhelming, the beauty is suffocating.

"Sit over here." Looking at the head of the bed, he walked over and motioned.

Find the socket, bend down, and connect the plug, Ye Shenghao said while turning on the blower button, sweeping the air towards his fingertips, and adjusting the temperature.

Jiang Xiyuan finally understood it, and when she realized it, she couldn't help being startled.

Is this going to blow her hair?
"Thank you, I'll do it myself." Restraining his breath, he passed steadily, and raised his hand to grab the handle of the hair dryer, intending to take it.

Predictably, just as the arm was lifted halfway, if she didn't pay attention, the meridian was involved, the pain caused her to stop in mid-air for a long time, enduring it, gritting her teeth secretly, and then slowly put it down and replaced it with her left hand.

Seems inappropriate, but also want to refuse.

But before she could speak, the man facing her raised his hand, lightly pressed her shoulders, and let her sit down.

In an instant, he had a firm waist and abdomen, and his cheeks were as close as they were to her, with a cool breath all over his body, and he fell into Jiang Xiyuan's nasal cavity effortlessly.

He seemed to have just taken a bath, and he breathed lightly, and could almost smell the lingering fragrance left on his body, which was faint, slightly cold and refreshing, refreshing his heart and spleen.

Heart trembling, inexplicably uneasy.

Even, there is a feeling of deja vu.

Has she ever had this kind of contact with him?
No, in memory, this is definitely the first time!

Strange why he had such thoughts, raised his eyes a little, lifted his chin slightly, and his eyes met those deep eyes.

His eyes are as deep as ink.

Hiding all the emotions, not being able to see through, the half-cold state that I felt was all there was.

Jiang Xiyuan secretly took a deep breath, and tightened her fingertips.

Generally speaking, his demeanor to the outside world is always this kind of high-cold attitude, and occasionally he lowers his eyes, which is also an aura that makes people dare not act rashly.

She didn't feel it was abrupt, but when she stared at his lips slightly raised, her chest was suffocated, and she hurriedly lowered her eyes, blushing unceasingly.

Uneasy.

What does that smile mean?
Because of her hesitation, being fully witnessed by him, do you find it ridiculous?
Or was it because of her rigid posture that it was too weird to make people laugh?

I couldn't figure it out, so I was inexplicably flustered.

But for the man in front of him, the corners of his lips became more and more curved.

Jiang Xiyuan looked serious, took a deep breath, and settled down.

"Actually, you don't have to worry about it. I can do it myself." Seeing him holding the hair dryer in one hand and removing the towel in the other, Jiang Xiyuan spoke in a low voice, secretly suppressing the impetuousness in her heart.

Ye Shenghao was standing in front of her, his whole body was noble and arrogant, it was so unreal!

"It's easy to do." Ye Shenghao smiled lightly, and analyzed, "To save time, someone needs to help. Assistant Yin and the others are all in the restaurant. If you don't mind, you can just let it go."

"." Jiang Xiyuan was speechless after smelling the light breath.

If she continues to sway, she may be the one who thinks too much.

For a moment, the sound of the hair dryer surrounded the ears, replacing all the rhythms.

The warm wind flowed back and forth along her hair, and a strand of hair fell down the ear, bringing a tingling illusion.

The slender fingertips gently passed through her wet hair, and the pads of the fingers occasionally rubbed against the scalp. The warmth and softness that came from it made Jiang Xiyuan pause, and her heart seemed to miss a beat.

She sat on the edge of the bed, her body was slightly stiff, her eyes were slightly lowered, staring at his straight long legs.

Also, the flying water droplets fell on the feet, and the shallow marks were stained.

Following the corner of the eye, he turned his head slightly, staring at the veil blown by the breeze, which was glowing with azure blue, and he was a little distracted.

Close your eyes and enjoy the peace.

Ye Shenghao glanced at the quiet person, something collided in his heart, bringing an unspeakable throbbing.

Holding the slightly wet hair lightly with the fingertips, blowing it over, exuding the aroma of shampoo, which is unforgettable.

He couldn't help it, deliberately wanted to slow down the frequency, and was worried that his hair would be too wet, which would affect her.

After all, when relatives visit, cold and spicy food should be taboo. This is the reminder he got when he searched a certain website when he was bored.

Time, like sea water, swayed and passed away quietly.

When Jiang Xiyuan regained her composure, the sound of the hair dryer above her head disappeared, and his magnetic and graceful voice came out. "After lunch, I'll take you to meet someone."

"Huh?" Jiang Xiyuan raised her head, hesitating slightly, "Who?"

"You'll know when you get there." Ye Shenghao curled his lips, and took off the plug sideways.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but feel melancholy, why is this person still playing tricks?

Out of curiosity, Jiang Xiyuan quickly moved her body and tilted her head, intending to ask another question.

Just at this time, Ye Shenghao turned his head, and leaned close to him with his slightly bent waist. Their faces were facing each other, only a fist away, and some kind of magnetic field was accidentally generated.

As the breeze swayed, Jiang Xiyuan's dry hair moved softly in the wind. Although the scent was light, it made people hypoxic for a short time.