The girl's fingers, dyed with the faintest fragrance, were held on the man's thin lips, which shocked the man's whole body, and his eyes instantly became unfathomable.
Lan Yanxi felt the heat in the man's breath, and his firm and sexy thin lips were under her palm. She felt embarrassed before the man reached out to take off her restless little hand.
She quickly wanted to take her hand back, but halfway through, it was held by the man's iron-like palm. The next second, she was forcefully pulled into the man's arms. The thin lips that had just touched her palm, At this moment, it moved to her hair, and the hot breath also burned the roots of her tender ears. This feeling of intimacy made people think of lovers rubbing their ears, and the air around them seemed to rise a lot. , Lan Yanxi actually felt hot all over.
"Ling Mofeng, do you want to take a look at the noodles in the pot?" Although she was reluctant to be separated from him and enjoyed the feeling of being held tightly by him, Lan Yanxi cared more about her own delicious food at the moment.
The man chuckled lazily in her ear, then let her go and turned around to flip the noodles with chopsticks.
Lan Yanxi couldn't stand his deep laughter anymore. A pair of beautiful eyes stared straight at the man's flawless profile. What's going on? The more he looked at it, the more excited he became.
Ling Mofeng glanced at her with his dark eyes. Seeing her looking at him stupidly, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pinched her fair face. It felt so good, just like a little girl waiting to eat meat. Like a dog, people want to play with her.
Lan Yanxi puffed up her cheeks. Why did this man look at her so strangely? It was as if she had become his plaything.
"How about you go take a shower? It's so late and if you're full, you can't take a shower right away. It'll hurt your stomach!" Seeing that she had nothing to do, the man could only advise her gently.
"Okay, I'm going to take a shower!" Lan Yanxi nodded obediently, turned around and went out.
She took a quick hot bath upstairs, her head felt dizzy, and she had the urge to lie down on the bed and go to sleep immediately.
But when she thought that there was a man cooking noodles for herself downstairs, she cheered up again, put her hands in her pockets, and walked down the stairs briskly.
As soon as I walked to the restaurant, I smelled the aroma, which whetted my appetite.
"Come and eat!" Ling Mofeng was only wearing a suit at the moment, with two collars undone, which made him look more casual, but he didn't know how charming he was dressed like this.
Lan Yanxi's heart was in turmoil, and she always wanted to push him down, even though she was a woman.
"Why are you in a daze?" Ling Mofeng was wiping the water drops on his hands with a towel. He was so stupid that he couldn't help but chuckle.
Lan Yanxi was smart and realized that she was spending more and more time being a nymphomaniac.
"What did you put in it? It smells so good!" Lan Yanxi immediately sat down and looked up at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, asking.
"I put some seasoning sauce and some slices of beef for you!" Ling Mofeng said slowly.
"Would you like to eat some too?" Lan Yanxi couldn't bear to eat alone, so she had to ask him with a smile.
"No, you can eat. I went upstairs to take a shower." Ling Mofeng seldom eats at night, because his self-discipline is not only reflected in his work and body management, but also in his management of his body. .
Lan Yanxi nodded: "Okay, I'll go upstairs to find you after eating!"
"Well, eat slowly!" the man said with a smile.
Of course Lan Yanxi has to slowly appreciate this man's craftsmanship. To be honest, she feels ashamed as a woman. I really don't know if Ling Mofeng will feel like a woman like her who can reach out with clothes and open her mouth with food. Hopelessly lazy.
Lan Yanxi finished her supper. She ate too much all at once, and she couldn't bear it. She frowned, not knowing how to digest her food.
She wore a large nightgown and walked upstairs. The light was turned on in Ling Mofeng's room. She quietly poked her head in, and her beautiful eyes widened instantly.
Ling Mofeng had just taken a shower and walked out of the bathroom. Moreover, it seemed that he could hardly bear the cold. He didn't even put on a thick nightgown. He only had a bath towel all over his body.
Lan Yanxi took a breath and felt that she came at the right time.
"Come in!" The man had noticed her a long time ago and said with a chuckle.
Lan Yanxi put her hands behind her back and walked in with a dry smile. Her beautiful eyes were lowered, as if she didn't dare to look at him.
"Is your wound healed? How can you take a shower?" Lan Yanxi asked with a smile.
"Okay, that's almost it!" Ling Mofeng replied softly.
"Well... you seem to have a few wounds on your back. How did you get them?" Lan Yanxi noticed with sharp eyes that under the bright light, there were still several faded scars on Ling Mofeng's body, and her heart trembled.
"Some were left during training, and some were caused by others!" Ling Mofeng said lightly, as if he didn't care about the injuries on his body.
"So you've suffered so many injuries, does it hurt?" As Lan Yanxi spoke, her fingers couldn't help but touch one of his scars, and the man's body trembled.
"The pain has stopped a long time ago!" Ling Mofeng quickly picked up the nightgown on the bed and put it on, trying to prevent her from continuing to watch.
Lan Yanxi retracted her fingers, only to find that her fingertips were still trembling slightly. She knew that this man didn't want her to worry about him, so she hid the wounds on his body.
"Um... why don't you dry your hair? It's easy to get sick!" When Lan Yanxi looked up, she realized that his neat short hair was still dripping with water droplets. She instantly frowned and cared about him.
Ling Mofeng shook his head gently, and water drops splashed on her face. Lan Yanxi knew that he was deliberately causing harm, and suddenly shouted dissatisfied: "What are you doing!"
Ling Mofeng then took a towel and wiped the water droplets from his short hair. His short hair was also messy, but even if there was no shape at all, from his plump forehead, he still had sculpted and handsome features.
Sexy, young and full of wild male charm.
Lan Yanxi looked at him in shock, as if she realized for the first time that this man was still so young.
In the past, I saw him always wearing suits and leather shoes, with his hair styled and styled, and his calm temperament, which would make people mistakenly think that he already has the temperament of a veteran cadre.
But when he smoothed his short hair in front of his forehead, Lan Yanxi felt like he was the same age as him.
It turns out that hairstyle is really so important. It can actually change the temperament of a man into a boy in an instant. This is what we call the importance of hairstyle.
"Why are you staring at me like this?" Ling Mofeng tied the belt of his nightgown, turned his head, and saw the woman's straight eyes, which were full of confusion, making people want to drown in them and see what she was thinking.
"Oh... it's nothing!" Lan Yanxi suddenly became embarrassed, feeling that she had become a nymphomaniac again.
Ling Mofeng's thin lips raised slightly, and he had already seen through her little thoughts. His tall body stepped in front of her. He was wearing a bathrobe and seemed to be more arrogant. Lan Yanxi stood in front of him, petite and charming. No resistance.
"Yan Xi, your eyes tell me that you want to sleep on my bed!" The man came down and whispered in her ear. What he said made Lan Yanxi tremble all over.
"Don't talk nonsense, I don't have such thoughts!" Lan Yanxi immediately turned around and turned her back to him, preventing him from reading her mind anymore.
"Really?" The man deliberately prolonged his voice.
"Anyway, sleeping is in vain, I better not ask for trouble!" Lan Yanxi curled her lips, and the sense of loss in her words could not be hidden.
Ling Mofeng was amused by her words: "You seem to be aggrieved!"
Lan Yanxi trembled. Oh my god, why does she always forget that she is a woman
Don’t women have to be persistent
"No, I think you are very responsible as a man, but I was too anxious!" Lan Yanxi straightened her expression and turned to look at him: "If you don't want to take responsibility, just say so, why are you hanging on me every day? "
Ling Mofeng: "..."
After Lan Yanxi finished speaking, he strode directly out the door.
But after only two steps, she was forcefully pulled back by the man. Her back was directly pressed against his chest, and she could still feel the heat coming from the man's body.
"Yan Xi, please wait a moment. I'm actually as anxious as you are!" Ling Mofeng replied in a low voice in her ear with some embarrassment.