Chatper 338 (1/2)

His handsome face, under the warm yellow light, became more and more distinct, and the sculpted face seemed to emit a golden light.

dazzling.

He approached, his eyes were deep and deep, unfathomable.

Xiong Miao was flustered and was about to turn off the switch of the shower.

The hand was pressed against the wall.

Her back was also stuck to the wall behind her, behind was the cold wall, in front of her was the steaming hot water, and the man's fiery body.

In this tight and oppressive space, she almost stopped breathing.

"Zhan Yeling, what do you want to do!" Her eyes were full of panic.

The water from the shower sprinkled on the man, drenched his hair, and let the short hair stick to his forehead. The water stained on the hair formed water droplets, which slid all the way down his handsome face. Wet the black shirt.

The wet clothes were stuck to the chest, and the sense of strong lines became more and more obvious, adding infinite sex appeal...

He was already good-looking, with three-dimensional facial features like carvings and pecks, the contours of his face were smooth and clear as if they had been carefully polished, his shoulders were wide and narrow, and his golden ratio was an inverted triangle.

At this moment, under the warm yellow light, being drenched by the water from the shower is simply a fatal temptation.

Xiong Miao's chest heaved and his breathing was unsteady.

With his index finger, he lifted her chin, his handsome face flaunted: "Isn't this the result you wanted?"

"When will I..."

"During dinner just now." He said, pursing his lips.

"I didn't...uh..." She was about to deny it, but she couldn't make a sound.

Just now, she was indeed full and didn't want to eat lunch.

In order to escape the space where Zhan Yeling was present, she excused that she went upstairs to take a shower.

How did it turn into inviting him to her room?

Sure enough, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart.