Became the white moonlight of the heroine

Qiao Nian didn't realize that something was wrong with Su Xiang, and just said: "Then I'll go upstairs first."

"Yeah." Su Xiang didn't look at Qiao Nian any more, just answered vaguely, then raised his head and drank the full glass of water.

Qiao Nian walked away, and just stepped on a few steps when he suddenly thought of something, then turned to look at Su Xiang, and asked, "Su Xiang, are you going to the company tomorrow?"

Su Xiang looked at her following the sound, his eyes lingered on her face for a moment, and then replied: "Tomorrow Sunday, I will rest at home."

"Well, can you go out with me tomorrow?" She didn't bring many clothes back, and planned to go out and buy more tomorrow.

"it is good."

After getting an affirmative answer, Qiao Nian turned her head happily, and slowly walked up to the second floor step by step while holding the handrail of the stairs.

It wasn't until Qiao Nian's figure gradually disappeared around the corner of the stairs that Su Xiang slowly looked away.

upstairs.

After Qiao Nian went upstairs, she went straight to the first room on the left, lifted her finger lightly, and opened the doorknob.

After entering the house, the first thing that catches the eye is the orange suitcase by the door. When she got off the car just now, Su Xiang ordered Uncle Li to bring her suitcase up, because she planned to stay here for one night, but unexpectedly, After eating, I decided to stay for a while.

Qiao Nian skipped over the suitcase in front of her, and raised her eyes to look at the room in front of her, Fang froze as soon as she raised her eyes.

As Su Xiang said, a lot of things have been added to the room. She has all the computers, digital boards, etc. she usually needs for drawing pictures. She even added a lot of dresses, shoes and bags to the cloakroom.

Qiao Nian stretched out her hand to pick up her suitcase, stepped into the cloakroom, and brushed her fingers over the dazzling array of dresses, all of which were new products of various brands for the season.

Qiao Nian: ...

Su Xiang suddenly felt that he knew that he would agree to live with her, otherwise, how could she have prepared so many things.

She suddenly felt that she would not need to buy clothes tomorrow.

After Qiao Nian finished slandering, she lowered her head and opened her suitcase, took out a light blue silk nightgown and took it into the bathroom.

Qiao Nian has been leaning over the computer table since she took a shower, concentrating on making manga drafts. She has recently serialized a new manga, and the editor is pressing for the drafts, so she can only hurry up.

When the hands of the clock pointed to 11, Qiao Nian slowly put down the tablet and rubbed his slightly sore hands and neck.

Just at this time, there were two clear "duk-duk" sounds from the door, and then, Su Xiang's voice came in from outside the door:

"Nian Nian, are you asleep?"

"Not yet." After saying that, Qiao Nian stood up, rubbed her neck with one hand, and slowly went to open the door.

Outside the door, Su Xiang was only wearing a wine-red suspender nightdress, her waist-length chestnut curly hair was draped softly on her thin back, and when she leaned over to knock on the door, two strands of curly hair slipped disobediently When it reached her snow-white jade shoulders, the water droplets from the ends of her hair also fell onto her shoulders, sliding down slowly.

She obviously came to look for Qiao Nian just after taking a shower.

Therefore, when Qiao Nian opened the door, what she saw was Su Xiang's appearance like a lotus emerging from water.

Good looking and alluring.

Qiao Nian's gaze fell on the position below Su Xiang's collarbone for a moment, then he looked away embarrassedly, met Su Xiang's gaze, and couldn't help asking in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Su Xiang raised the milk glass in his hand: "I'll bring you a glass of milk."

"Are you still working on the drawing?"

Qiao Nian hummed, took the milk cup she was holding, thanked her softly, and said, "Would you like to come in and sit for a while?"

Su Xiang heard the words, first nodded in agreement, and then suddenly asked: "Will it disturb you?"

"No, come in." Qiao Nian took a sip of the warm milk, stepped aside, and motioned for Su Xiang to enter the room.

"That's good." Su Xiang's eyes lingered on Qiao Nian's moist pink lips for a moment, the red lips hooked slightly, and he stepped into the room.