The sweet wife of the rich and wealthy: good night, sir

The ice-cold water poured down directly from the top of the head, it felt like being in the double sky of ice and fire, suffering physically and mentally.

Yehan twisted his beautiful brows, raised one arm to support the wall in front of him, let the cold water wash over his body, but his undulating chest showed the restlessness in his heart, this frenzy did not immediately ease, the cold There was still an unmistakable look of pain on his face.

Over the years, whenever he thought of her and thought of going crazy, he would throw himself into the ice water, using this stupid and painful way to cover up his inner heat.

……

In the guest room, Xia Ying came out in a nightgown after taking a brief shower.

In order not to let herself think too much, she lifted the quilt and climbed onto the bed, but she couldn't fall asleep after lying down, and all she could think about was Ye Han's appearance just now.

Distraught, she could only sit up again, and her long hair like seaweed fell behind her.

Xia Ying frowned, her gaze was still on the door, hesitating in her heart.

If she walked out of this door tonight, even if she really wanted to regret it, it would be too late!

go with?

Still not going?

She was struggling, feeling really embarrassed.

After thinking about it for a long time, she still felt that she didn't have the courage. She could only lie down and wrap her head in the quilt to force herself to calm down. As long as she didn't think about it, it didn't matter.

She comforted herself so childishly and started counting sheep, one sheep, two sheep, three sheep... The more she counted, the more energetic she became, even when her hand reached under the pillow, she touched In that diary, the contents on it magically appeared in front of my eyes. Every article, every line, and the dense I love you behind it, like ants, eroded my heart little by little until the so-called After the defenses were razed to the ground...

Xia Ying sat up again, and this time she got out of bed with her lips pressed together!

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door, but there seemed to be no movement inside.

After waiting, Xia Ying raised her hand again and knocked a few more times.

dong dong dong...

"..."

Still no response, Xia Ying thought, maybe he fell asleep.

Then, she also breathed a sigh of relief, and when she was about to turn around and go back, the door was opened.

Ye Han was only wrapped in a white bath towel and stood at the door, his hair was still wet, it looked like he had just taken a shower.

Looking at each other for a moment, both of them were a bit astonished.

Xia Ying's mood that had just been relaxed became tense again, and even the expression on her face became awkward.

"...I..." At this moment, she didn't know what to say.

The flame that Yehan had finally lowered was ignited again, and his eyes dimmed.

"Are you looking for me?" He asked, his voice still hoarse.

Xia Ying nodded, and now she wanted to retreat again, and her hands were still tangled together, which looked very unnatural.

She said, "Let me ask you if you want something to eat."

Yehan's face was calm, but he looked at her like a wolf, as if his penetrating eyes could see through people.

Xia Ying's heart was beating wildly, and the courage she had worked up just now disappeared in an instant when she came in front of him.

"I, I'm going back first!" Xia Ying said again, admitting that she was cowardly again.

And the moment she turned around, her arms were clasped. The strength was not strong, but it was enough to pull her into the room.

With a bang, the door was closed, and she was pinned on the back of the door by his wall!

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