Chapter 213 (1/2)

Shao Yunchen's eyes flashed a trace of cold, ”it seems that Han Yang has always been a member of the Fu family.”

Yan Ke over there definitely gave a reply, ”yes.”

”There's no need to check over there. Come back.”

The man then hung up.

……

After half a day's work, Shao Yunchen held a temporary meeting after work. Shao Yunchen did not know whether he was afraid that Lu Yao was in a hurry or that she would leave his apartment. After that, he returned to jinglinwan almost without a moment's stay.

In the apartment, he stood at the door, pressed the password, confirmed, pushed the door, took a gust of wind, into the room, raised his hand to turn on the light, swept around the living room, did not have time to put down the computer, and went straight to the bedroom.

Turn on the lamp in the bedroom, looking at the quilt on the bed, the man's cold expression seems to ease down.

Put the computer bag on the table, he two steps to the bedside, gently open a corner of the quilt, soft bedding immediately exposed a small face of pink, breathing evenly and quietly, the hair around the ear is slightly wet by sweat, sticking to the skin, sending out the light fragrance of damp heat.

The man's face flashed, the heart completely soft into a pool of water, bent down to go, the forehead slightly low, kiss that is always tempting his lips.

Suffocation makes sleeping Lu Yao feel a little uncomfortable, frown, smell is drowned by the man's clear breath.

She murmured, slowly opened her eyes, aware of the man's move, a red face, subconsciously to avoid.

The man bowed his head and fell on her face. Then he stopped. His face was close to her face. The voice line was gentle and gentle, ”have you been sleeping in the afternoon?”

Lu Yao felt a little hot. She pushed the quilt on her body. Her lips, which had just been ravaged, were full of attractive water moistening luster. Some unnatural voices said, ”no, I'm sleepy. I just slept for a while.”

The man stretched out his hand and pulled up the quilt for her and laughed, ”it's very easy to catch a cold. Are you going to sleep or get up? ”

Lu Yao looked at him, and then turned to look out of the window, frown, ”are you just back from work?”

It was dark and she seemed to have been sleeping for a long time.

The man raised his hand and gently brushed the lips that he had just ravaged, and his eyes were gradually burning up, ”well.”

Lu Yao is aware of a crisis. Her nervous heart trembles. She reaches out to his chest. She pulls the distance between them. She dodges her sight and says, ”you go out first. I'll go in and take a bath.”

I'm sweating and sticky.

”Well, are you going back to eat, or are you going back after eating here?” Or not to go back.

Men across the quilt around her waist, deliberately close to her ears to speak, warm breathing up and down her sensitive nerves.

Lu Yao took a deep breath and turned her head away from him. She couldn't help it. She sat up suddenly and quickly said, ”go back to eat.”

With that, he climbed out of bed and quickly got into the bathroom. His back was a bit desperate.

Shao Yunchen stood up and couldn't help but bow his head and bend his lips to smile.

But when Lu Yao was halfway through the washing, she was very desperate to find that she did not change her clothes. After the divorce, she moved everything about herself here. Just now she was nervous and ran in without thinking about it.