Before my grandfather died, he forced me to marry the richest man in the imperial capital

a room on the second floor

The man was lazily leaning against the door of the bathroom, full of patience. The little man on the side of the bed had already fallen asleep, with a sweet smile on his lips.

Children are the most innocent, and they can feel the most straightforward happiness. At this moment, they are smiling even when they are asleep.

After waiting for a while, Tang Junyao pushed open the door and came out of the bathroom with her hair still wet. As soon as she looked up, she was startled by a man standing abruptly at the door.

It never occurred to me that this man would stand at the door.

Scary people can scare people to death, don't you know?

She let out a breath and asked, "Why are you standing here?"

Ji Hancheng straightened his back, stood up straight, and looked at the frightened her with a smile, like a frightened bunny, very cute.

Tang Junyao's eyes swept over his body. The pajamas were all changed, and it was obvious that he had taken a bath, and the bandages hanging around his neck were all removed.

She could smell the fragrance left by him after bathing at a close distance. She sniffed, isn't this the shower gel she always likes to use, "Did you change the shower gel?"

He watched for a long time before pulling the towel from her hand with one hand, trying to help her wipe her hair.

Seeing this, Tang Junyao hurriedly stopped her, her tone not very kind, "Isn't your hand injured? Why don't you wear a bandage? Don't put your hand on it. Hurry up and hang it up."

Regardless of her stop, he continued to wipe her hair, very carefully and gently, like treating a treasure, but his words covered this gentle movement in the next second.

He said calmly, "My hand is not that serious, it's already healed."

Realizing something, Tang Junyao widened her beautiful eyes, "Are you pretending to be sick?"

Ji Hancheng paused while wiping, and explained without changing his face, "No, the illness is real, but not serious. I'm not lying. The doctor said that he would hang up if he didn't want to give up his hands for safety's sake, but my recovery The ability is better, and it may heal a little faster."

He didn't use all the force when he broke his hand that night, but Yan Zhun insisted on hanging it up, and he didn't want to hang it up if his hand was broken.

As a result, after hanging up for a few days, he found out that there was a small benefit, so he simply hung up, but tonight he didn't want to pretend anymore, and he didn't want to wait until Yixinyuan.

Tang Junyao had figured out the problem from his words, and asked: "So your arm is actually healed a long time ago, isn't it broken or dislocated?"

He touched his nose in embarrassment, the dislocation should be considered broken, but it was picked up by Yan Zhun's technology, and he hung up for a few days without moving, "It's broken, but the doctor's medical skills are superb."

Tang Junyao stood in front of him, looked up and watched him lie amusedly, with a face full of disbelief.

Without blushing, he wanted to change the subject, "Don't worry about it, I'll blow your hair for you."

Tang Junyao looked at his freely moving right hand again, and she was also speechless. This man really has a set of tricks, and he pretends to be good.

The scheming bitch, the green tea man, deliberately joked, "It's really hard for you to pretend to be disabled, you deserve the Oscar Golden Man Award."

With a smile on his face, Ji Hancheng didn't care that she saw through, and gently pulled her into the bathroom. The figures of the two appeared in the mirror one after the other. He took the hair dryer and glanced in the mirror. The tenderness in his eyes Visible to the naked eye.

Shamelessly behind her, he said: "I prefer other things to be true to home, Yaoyao, do you understand?"

In an instant, her face flushed, and she glanced at him in the mirror from the corner of her eye. Coincidentally, he was also staring at her in the mirror.

The eyes collided for a moment, and sparks shot out, almost blowing up the mirror. She quickly avoided her eyes and pretended to be calm, "I'll blow it myself."

The mirror is always the most real demon mirror. The spots and pores on your face are all visible to the naked eye.

Not to mention her blushing face at this moment, it's not something she can cover up by pretending to be calm. Knowing that she is shy, he cooperates and doesn't continue this topic. He looks away and turns on the hair dryer seriously, and said in a low and deep voice : "Don't bother you, I'll help you dry first."

Seeing his seriousness, she put down her hand that was raised in the air to take the hair dryer, and slightly loosened the clenched fists hanging on both sides.

For the next ten minutes, he was drying her hair very seriously, running his fingers through the hair, and drying her hair layer by layer.

Very careful and patient.

The warm wind stimulates the scalp, every cell in the body is beating happily, the tingling feeling extends from the scalp to the toes, the toes hidden in the cotton slippers are slightly curled, every nerve is tense, and the heartbeat is beating , she had a premonition that something would happen tonight.

Don't want to?

miss you.

She seemed a little expectant, and a little nervous.

During the daze, the hair had been dried, and he put the hair dryer back to its original position without a wave of emotion, and then used his hand to feel the temperature of the hair to check whether it had been dried.

The seemingly calm lake surface was once again thrown into stones by an ignorant child, and the lake surface was rippling again, and the ripples dazzled people.

Her shyness, embarrassment, and tension are all in his eyes, his chest protrudes close to her back, and he can feel his scorching body temperature only through a thin pajamas. Standing on the sink countertop.

Ji Hancheng suppressed a smile, lowered his body slightly, and propped the same hands on the table, but his hands were attached to the back of her hand, and from the back of his hand, his five fingers interlocked slowly from the gap between the fingers...

She didn't dare to look up at herself in the mirror, she was very embarrassed, and she didn't need to look to know that her face was as red as a boiled lobster.

Ji Hancheng lifted his eyelids upwards, curled his lips close to her ears, stared at them in the same frame in the mirror without blinking, his hot breath was like the heat radiating upwards from the cement floor in high temperature weather, and the hot people felt uncomfortable.

He continued to seduce, with a smile on his face, "Yaoyao, look up in the mirror, we are very compatible, huh?"

Tang Junyao's heart was in her throat, and the heat of her body spread to every corner of her body, and no one slipped through the net. She refused in a low voice, "No."

He gently laughed in her ear, "Yaoyao, you are shy, huh?"

After a pause for a few seconds, he continued, "Very cute, I like it."

It was only a second before the words fell, and his actions forced her to close her eyes and accept the attack of the heavy rain.

After a while, she leaned on the sink weakly, trying to stand still, noticing her changes, he hugged her from behind, and walked towards the bed.

She knows what will happen next with her toes, there are too many seconds to understand in the adult world.

I don't know if it's because the weather is not beautiful, or to cater for tonight, there are bean-sized raindrops falling outside the window.

The storm came quickly, the branches outside the window were swayed by the wind, and the rain hit the dry ground, one after another, the ground that had not been watered for a long time was wet in an instant.

Xiaocao seemed to be favored, and instantly came to life, raising her head to receive the rainwater.

Tang Junyao lost herself in the ocean, her mind went blank, she closed her eyes and raised her head to accept the most violent storm.

An hour later, she was carried into the bathroom to take a bath together. Tears were in the corners of her eyes, and her eyes were still stained with tenderness. The blush on her face had not completely faded, she was soft, beautiful and charming.

If you look at it for a second, you will want to continue to discuss this issue. .

Ji Hancheng hugged her without letting go, and rubbed the tip of her nose against her, "Let me wash it for you, huh?"

When the danger alarm sounded, she didn't want it. She hurriedly jumped out of bed, completely lost the tiredness just now, and refused with firm eyes, "No."

Ji Hancheng looked at the woman running away like a bunny with a smile, and laughed out loud, "It seems that I didn't work hard enough. I think I need to mend it after you wash it, otherwise I will lose face."

After speaking, he got out of bed and followed her into the bathroom, intending to help her take a bath.

Tang Junyao raised her chin as if facing a formidable enemy, and signaled him to go out. Seeing that he was not moving, she directly went to push him, "Ji Hancheng, be yourself, get out quickly."

"Okay, you have to leave some good memories, then you wash it well, and if you can't stand still, call me."

Tang Junyao: Am I a weak chicken?

After he finished speaking, he stepped out of the bathroom, put on the door lock by the way, stood at the door of the bathroom and glanced at the messy room, the corners of his mouth raised, it seemed that he had underestimated her physical strength too much.

The whole room was filled with a psychedelic smell, he got up and opened a little window, covered his son with a quilt, and cleaned up the invisible environment.

After tidying up, looking at the tidy environment again, a certain part of my chest is very satisfied and warm.

She's still his, which is nice.

He raised his eyes and stared blankly at the villain on the bed. Who did he inherit this quality of sleep?

At this moment, he finally understood why there are so many people who are obsessed with sex. It turns out that doing this kind of thing with the person he likes can make him feel so happy that there are no adjectives. He missed something in 2 years.

Half an hour later, Tang Junyao came out, changed into a new set of pajamas, glanced at the room, he had already cleaned it up.

He walked over and picked her up by the waist, and he jumped into the air, "What are you doing?"

"I'm afraid you are tired, are you injured?"

Tang Junyao: Thank you, let's forget it after eating, do you want to discuss it after the meal, you are sick.

She said shyly, "No, I'm asleep, don't you take a bath?"

Without exposing her shyness, she continued to ask, "Is it really not hurt?"

She explained embarrassingly again, "No, really not."

After a few seconds of silence, Ji Hancheng made a sound, squatting in front of her, with a look of expectation in his eyes, begging, "Yaoyao, can I still have benefits at night?"

Tang Junyao: "......."

She refused without hesitation, because she was not used to him, "No, I'm going to bed, you go take a shower quickly."

He got up with a smile, rubbed the top of her head, kissed her on the lips quickly, and walked into the bathroom.

She covered her hot face with both hands, patted it, trying to cool down, her legs were a little sore, this exercise was too tiring.

It's good to exercise your waist strength.

Xu Shi was really too tired, plus she hadn't exercised for a long time, and soon fell asleep. When Ji Hancheng came out of the bathroom, she had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Looking at the big one on the bed, the bottom of my heart was never satisfied and happy.

This may be the hot head of the wife and children, which is really good.

After a few seconds of silence, he lifted the quilt on one side and lay down gently, holding her waist tightly with his hands, feeling the security barrier, she subconsciously rubbed against his chest, found a comfortable position, curled up Fall asleep in his arms.

"Goodnight wife."

Even if you don't remarry, you will still be the only wife of Ji Hancheng in this life. He put his chin against her head and said silently in his heart.