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Cheng Qianhuai suppressed the heat in his heart and replied with a slightly hoarse voice.

"what happened to you?"

Song Jinhe noticed that something was wrong with him, and touched his head in confusion.

"You must pay attention to your health. It is very easy to get heat stroke in hot summer weather. If you feel uncomfortable in any way, please tell me."

Cheng Qianhuai's eyes were gentle, he raised the mineral water and took a sip: "Okay, I will listen to you."

Song Jinhe nodded with satisfaction, feeling the excessively high temperature in the room and feeling a little breathless from the heat.

The short-sleeved clothes on her body were obviously not made of thick fabric, but they could still cover up the sweat inadvertently.

She picked out suspenders and shorts in the space, went to the bedroom to change, and then walked out in sandals.

The soles of the slippers collided with the floor tiles along with the footsteps, and the sound seemed to hit Cheng Qianhuai's heart.

"Are you sure you want to dress like this?"

He turned sideways awkwardly and asked in a hoarse voice.

Song Jinhe pulled on the thin sling on his body and looked at the white legs wrapped in shorts.

"It's too hot. It's cooler this way. Aren't you wearing a top too?"

She always felt that Cheng Qianhuai's question was a bit puzzling. After all, some people in the previous life even exaggerated to the point of only using some fabric to cover key parts of their activities.

Although the temperature is lower at night than during the day, it is still irritatingly hot, so wearing less clothes will not make it too stuffy.

Cheng Qianhuai grabbed her wrist and hugged her into his arms. He used some strength, as if he wanted to integrate her into his bones and blood.

"This is different, Ahe."

He buried his head on her shoulder and rubbed her, his voice was thinner, with a coquettish tone.

"I'll feel bad, really bad."

Song Jinhe frowned and looked at him. Although there was still some sweat on his forehead, his body temperature was not overheated and there was no sign of illness.

She felt a little uncomfortable being imprisoned, and subconsciously moved to break away, but she noticed the change in the man beneath her.

She froze in embarrassment: "How about you let me go? Otherwise, I think you will feel even more uncomfortable."

Cheng Qianhuai shook his head, burying himself in her body and smelling the faint fragrance of lily of the valley: "I'll feel better if I hold you."

Song Jinhe rubbed his head. Although she was wearing suspenders and shorts, it was not too much. She didn't expect Cheng Qianhuai to...

Glancing at him cautiously, she gritted her teeth and said, "How about I change my clothes back?"

Cheng Qianhuai grasped her slender waist tightly with both hands and rubbed it subconsciously, intending to extinguish the growing fire in his heart.

"It's useless, as long as it's you, it's the same to me."

Song Jinhe couldn't stand it anymore. She felt that she was not suitable for being a girlfriend. After all, she had been single for a long time and she didn't know how to be intimate with her boyfriend.

Although she could easily stir up trouble with Cheng Qianhuai through her knowledge on TV, she was not good at putting out fire.

Furthermore, there is Cheng Qianhuai. He was more restrained when he didn't make his feelings clear before, but now he openly puts his desire for her out in the open, which makes people unable to resist.

Song Jinhe tightened her waist slightly, feeling the shuddering touch, she couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

"Cheng Qianhuai, I don't want to."

She flattened her mouth a little aggrievedly, stretched out her hand to press the big palm that kept making trouble on her lower back, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"How about you let me go? Calm down for a while? I don't feel comfortable with you being like this."

Cheng Qianhuai's Adam's apple rolled up and down, looking at her lips so close, he bit them fiercely.

Although the momentum was arrogant, it did not hurt her at all.

With tenderness and sweet attachment to her, she covered his glowing eyes unbearably as her lips and teeth tangled.

"Stop, let me go, I don't want it anymore."

She always felt that something would happen if she continued, and she was always a little afraid of the unknown things.

Furthermore, Cheng Qianhuai looked like he was going to take her apart and swallow her, which was a bit scary.

Cheng Qianhuai gently rubbed the back of her head and brought her forward. Their foreheads were pressed together, and even their breathing was extremely entangled.

"Okay, no more."

He placed a gentle kiss on her lips and carefully put her down from his body.

"Ah He, you can't avoid me forever."

He raised the corners of his lips and smiled at her: "It's time for you to adapt to my existence. When facing you, I really am not a gentleman."

Song Jinhe instantly shrank to the other corner of the sofa, his face flushed, and his eyes seemed to be full of water. Just looking at him made people breathless.

Cheng Qianhuai took a deep breath helplessly: "Take me to the space to take a bath, okay?"

Song Jinhe looked at his forbearing expression, moved closer uncomfortably, and gently held his hand.

The next moment, the two of them appeared in the villa in the space. Song Jinhe was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching a drama quietly, while Cheng Qianhuai went upstairs to take a shower. The sound of rushing water fell into someone's heart.

He took out a bottle of ice-cold Coke from the refrigerator and put it on his face. Song Jinhe listened to the movement upstairs, but felt a little helpless in his heart.

Turning on the TV and playing a variety show, she threw away the waste in her mind and happily followed the show with a Coke in her hand.

Just when he was mesmerized by the sight, the sound of water in the bedroom upstairs stopped, and the man walked out wrapped in a bath towel. The water drops on his head had not been wiped off, and drops hit his waist and abdomen, along the texture of his muscles. Submerged in the bath towel.

Song Jinhe didn't notice that the variety show was getting to the exciting part. She stared at the screen, eager to find out the key points of the mission in the next moment.

This was what Cheng Qianhuai saw after going downstairs. The person he was thinking about was leaning forward and staring at the screen, as if he was trying to get into the TV.

He stepped forward in slippers and hugged her into his arms. The water droplets on his hair splashed down due to the movement, and a few drops fell on her body.

The slightly pink skin with crystal clear water drops is like a lotus flower blooming after the rain, elegant yet unknowingly alluring.

Cheng Qianhuai felt that the bath he just took was in vain.

Song Jinhe complained and pushed him: "What are you doing? I'm seeing something wonderful!"

But when he touched his skin, it was surprisingly cold.

"What's going on? Did you take a cold shower?"

Cheng Qianhuai nodded: "There is no use in taking a hot bath."

He stared into her eyes as he spoke, with a smile on his lips, grabbing her hand and placing it on him.

"Do you like it, Ah He?"

The muscles touched by his palms were extremely tight, and his cold skin formed a sharp contrast with her hot palms, but they seemed strangely harmonious.

Song Jinhe swallowed, looked at the goblin-like man in front of him, and nodded subconsciously.

"like."

Cheng Qianhuai couldn't help but curl his lips when he heard this: "You are quite honest."

He raised his hand to help her straighten some strands of hair on her temples, his eyes gradually deepened, and he used some strength in his hand to pull her into his arms.

"I like you too, I like everything about you."