Contract mommy, daddy's love is doomed

There was no Sheng Lu in the room, Ye Han really relaxed a lot, and he let go of his cautious steps after a while.

Her fingertips lightly touched every decoration in the room, as if she wanted to touch through them, to touch Sheng Lv's life that she had never touched before.

After a while, Ye Han thought she was familiar with them. Her eyes lingered in the room, and finally slowly landed on the big KINGSIZE bed in the center.

Ye Han felt that his throat was very raw, and it took him a while to suppress the discomfort.

Pursing her lips, she tentatively reached out to the bed——

"This is the bed sheet I just asked Mother Fang to change."

"Plop." Ye Han seemed to have been peeped into her mind. After hearing Sheng Lu's innocuous words behind her, she turned around quickly and fell down on the bed with a plop.

At this moment, she really didn't even dare to breathe out, "I, I just want to see."

Sheng Lu raised his eyebrows, and the bath towel around his waist shook regularly with his steps.

Ye Han glanced at Sheng Lu's muscular body, and hurriedly looked away.

"I have good eyesight."

"Huh?" Attracted by this sentence, Ye Han turned his head to look at Sheng Lu who was already standing in front of him in doubt.

The two looked at each other, and she saw the smile in the man's eyes, and she retreated a little unconsciously, "What do you mean?"

Sheng Lu took the hair dryer from the side drawer with a smile, and stuffed it into Ye Han's hand at the same time, "This bed sheet really matches your skin tone."

Ye Han's face turned red in an instant. Under Sheng Lu's words, it was difficult for her to control herself and not think about those eclectic scenes.

Fortunately, before she started divergent thinking, Sheng Lu said again: "Blow dry my hair."

After the words fell, Ye Han felt that he was stuck in a piece around him.

There was still a bit of hot air from the bathroom on his body, and Ye Han only felt that this hot air was more trembling than Sanwei Zhenhuo.

She responded with a sticky sound, and then stood up from the bed, but immediately, she discovered the problem.

Sheng Lu's 1.8-meter-high figure is not much different from her standing even if she is sitting down. If you want to blow his heart, judging from his current posture, it is still a little bit worse.

Ye Han bit her lip and glanced at the bed——

With a long sigh, she finally knelt and sat on the bed under Sheng Lu's probing gaze.

The whirring sound of the hair dryer sounded, Ye Han forced himself not to pay attention to his reddened ears, and focused on stroking Sheng Lv's wet hair.

His hair is really not like his temperament.

Ye Han also couldn't imagine why a man with such a tough temper could be so soft-hearted.

Her thoughts were flying, and she patiently rubbed her hands on Sheng Lv's heart, completely oblivious to the man's darkened eyes.

Sheng Lu's hand on his knee was tight and tight, but finally he let go as if giving up.

When I met her, I was always like a fledgling calf, not knowing how to restrain myself.

Turning around, he snatched the hair dryer from Ye Han's hand, and before Ye Han had time to ask a question, Sheng Lu had already thrown the hair dryer in his hand aside, and at the same time turned over and pressed her under him.

"Have you done it yet?"

After several years with Shenglu and his wife, Ye Han knows best whether Shenglu is in love or not.

Although she didn't know why Sheng Lu became obsessed just by blowing the air, but Ye Han knew that if Sheng Lu didn't dry his hair, he would have headaches in the future.

Sheng Lu responded in a low voice, then leaned over and blocked Ye Han's mouth, "Do it now."

"..." Like Ye Han who was struck by lightning.

She said it was his hair!

Sheng Luxian seldom said this kind of nasty jokes, so it was rare for him to speak like this, which really caught Ye Han by surprise.

But when she realized it, the placket of her clothes was already wide open, and the person who caused the trouble had already buried her head in there to soak up the soft fragrance.

Ye Han's sober will can't last long. At the beginning, she didn't forget to push and push, but Sheng Lu had a lot of tricks in her hands. After some time, she raised her waist impatiently, and her hands were already stretched. wrapped around a man's neck...

Precarious.

Sheng Lu looked at Ye Han who was blooming under him, his eyes were full of tenderness, and after a long time, there was a light smile on the corner of his mouth.

The sheet matched her complexion perfectly.

……

A long day of greed and joy, a night of sleepless nights.

When the first ray of light entered Shenglu's room in the morning, Ye Han's consciousness was awakened first.

With her eyes closed, she used her hands almost greedily to catch the warmth, which was a light she had never seen in the past few years.