The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

Room 49

"Then I'm sorry."

Harman nodded politely before entering the bathroom.

49 looked at the tightly closed bathroom door without speaking, and kept staring at the bathroom door.

About ten minutes later, Haman came out of the shower.

Opening the bathroom door, he saw 49 sitting on the armrest of the sofa and smoking a cigarette facing the window, with his thick and straight back facing him.

Haman stared blankly, he only now realized that 49 has a good physique, his arms are strong and muscular, very powerful visible to the naked eye.

49 has broad shoulders, a tall body, and long legs. He looks like a very reliable type, with a sense of security that blows across his face.

Hearing the voice behind him, 49 turned his head, but he didn't expect to meet Haman's eyes and catch him right.

Haman was obviously a little guilty, and hurriedly glanced aside.

He felt so ashamed now that he looked at 49 in a daze.

But Haman's mind is very simple, he just thinks that 49 has a good figure, nothing more.

But 49 is different!Seeing Haman wearing a white nightgown, with light blond hair growing behind his back, a few strands of hair are casually placed on his chest and still dripping slightly, with a face of hibiscus that just took a bath, and fair calves When exposed to the outside of the bathrobe again, the obvious eyes are different, and the speed of spitting fog is also faster, and the eyes are fixed on Haman, not letting go of every part of Haman's body.

49 usually smokes when facing Harman, not because he likes to smoke in front of Harman to be handsome, but for 49, smoking can play a restraining role. When he is irritable, he will smoke to suppress his emotions.

It may be that before, it was to suppress his temper, but after he met Haman, the meaning of his smoking was different. It was to restrain himself to prevent himself from doing outrageous things.

"Well, thank you for lending me the bathroom."

Haman looked at 49 by the window, and after a glance, he lowered his head and put his long hair behind his ears, looking a little uncomfortable.

49 didn't speak, got up and walked towards Haman at the door of the bathroom, and just stood in front of Haman.

Haman was confused, and looked up at 49 who suddenly approached him in puzzlement.

Because 49 was around 49 and taller than himself, Haman was a little shorter and could only look up at [-].

When the beauty raised her head, she still had an innocent face, with the rosiness from the bath just now, which made 49's eyes warm.

But Harman didn't see it, he looked at 49 and asked, "Did I say something wrong?"

49 didn't answer, and suddenly raised his hand to caress Haman's tender lips, rubbing them back and forth.

Harman was startled, and immediately backed away, but his back hit the bathroom door and there was nowhere to retreat.

He looked at 49 in a panic, and asked him, "What are you doing?"

49 also wanted to ask what he was doing. Every time he met Haman, he couldn't help but want to get closer, and he had a strong possessive desire for Haman.

"Does Mr. Harman have a girlfriend?"

49 asked, the voice was neither soft nor heavy, but the eyes looking at Haman were very hot.

Why do you ask such a thing?

Harman didn't understand.

"No?"

Harman didn't answer, so 49 guessed by himself.

"No." Harman replied in the affirmative, and then reminded 49 distressedly that he was not used to being so close, "Can you step back a bit."

49 naturally did not retreat, touched Haman's empty ears, and asked Haman leisurely, "Why don't you wear earrings?"

"Because it's inconvenient to take a shower!"

Haman had a face like common sense, but he didn't pat 49's hand, but looked at 49 with more doubts, not understanding why 49 always liked to touch him.

Could it be that this is the way ordinary people in H country get along?

Harman couldn't help being so suspicious.

The silent 49 didn't know what Haman was thinking at all, and his eyes fell on Haman's waist.

He suddenly smiled meaningfully and said, "Mr. Harman has such a thin waist."

After finishing speaking, 49 kept smiling, smoking a cigarette and staring at Haman's waist.

"It may be because of the frequent practice of swordsmanship."

Simple Harman said that he didn't feel like he was being molested at all.

After all, he is Seide's knight by his side, who dares to tease him unless he doesn't want to live.

So Haman, who encountered this kind of thing for the first time, didn't know 49's intentions for him.

49 didn't explain, and roughly checked Haman's waist with his eyes, and felt that his two hands could really hold Haman's waist without any effort.

It's so thin, will it break with force?