Chi Yang actually heard the sound of the door being opened. Originally, he wanted to come out wearing a bathrobe, but at this time, the person who would quietly open his door, except for his little wife, didn't think so. After all, Zhong Qianqian lost such a big face just now, and was reprimanded by Zhong Kuijun.
So he changed the bathrobe that can cover the whole body into a bath towel that can only cover the shame, and he also specially chose a short bath towel. Then I looked at my naked body in the bathroom mirror.
A look of satisfaction appeared on the serious paralyzed face, and then he walked out.
The imaginary daughter-in-law was not there, but she saw Zhong Qianqian standing there in a disgusting and revealing almost see-through gauze skirt, smelling his battle uniform with a strange face.
At this moment, Chi Yang felt that his battle uniform had been severely trampled and insulted.
As a soldier, the most unbearable thing is that the battle uniform that he regards as more important than his life is treated humiliatingly.
"What are you doing?"
Chiyang's voice seemed to come from hell, and Zhong Qianqian was so frightened by the sudden voice that he couldn't help but screamed. After seeing Chi Yang whose face was so black that it almost dripped with ink, he was in a bad mood.
It is now mid-November, and the highest temperature in Jiangzhou has dropped below 15 degrees, and it is only a few degrees at night. The Zhong family has already started to turn on the heating.
But Chi Yang is in good health and is not afraid of the cold, so he turned off the heating after entering the bedroom.
At this moment, the temperature in the room was already low, and Zhong Nuannuan was only wearing a transparent gauze skirt. She shrank a little from the cold, but she still had to face the violent breath emanating from Chiyang.
This breath is like a cold pool buried deep in hell for millions of years, and Chi Yang is the Shura who walked out of the cold pool.
Zhong Qianqian felt that Chi Yang was staring at her like this, and her legs couldn't help shaking. But…
Chi Yang has a good figure!
The time she gave Chi Yang medicine before, she was knocked out without even seeing him take off his clothes. Seeing it now, Zhong Qianqian felt that this was the best figure she had ever seen.
How can a man be so good
He has a successful career, is handsome, has an impeccable figure, and treats his woman well!
Such a man, even if she wants her to die under him, she is willing!
Thinking of Chiyang's gentleness towards Zhong Nuannuan, if Zhong Nuannuan can be replaced by herself...
Even though she was terrified to death in her heart at this moment, and trembling all over, Zhong Qianqian still didn't go out in desperation after all, and continued to go on the road to death without returning.
"Chi... Brother Chiyang, I'm here to deliver milk to you."
"roll!"
Zhong Qianqian was so frightened by this word that she turned slightly to one side.
But seeing Chi Yang staring at her deeply all the time (staring at her like a bacteria), as if he was going to walk in front of her to take good care of her in the next moment (wishing to strangle her immediately), this seemed to give Zhong Qianqian a sigh of relief. Hundreds of courageous encouragements are average.
Zhong Qianqian moved lightly with lotus steps, and walked towards Chiyang...
"Brother Chiyang, I'm just afraid that you won't sleep well at night, that's why I thought of bringing you a glass of milk. You... you're so mean to me, I'll be scared."
Zhong Qianqian didn't dare to look into Chi Yang's eyes, so she could only shift her gaze to him.
Bronze skin, clear muscle lines, muscular chest muscles, and six-pack abdominal muscles, just like the ancient Greek god of war, the strength and beauty of the muscles on his body are dazzling.