What the hell did the fiance do wrong! [Quick Transmigration]

Faced with this question of death, Qiao Yiran naturally wouldn't admit it: Obviously, if he dared to say so bluntly because he didn't want to sleep with him, the pervert would explode!

Qiao Yiran replied with low confidence: "No, I'm afraid it will affect your rest."

Chu Zheng said naturally: "It's okay, it won't affect me, I'm used to it."

——After all, as a CEO who manages a lot of things every day, Chu Zheng stays up late every day, and it is normal for him to sleep poorly.

But this habit is completely different to Qiao Yiran's ears. The hidden meaning behind this sentence almost makes Qiao Yiran jump up in shock: Could it be that the original owner slept with Chu Zheng at night?

The plot given by the system is really pitiful!

There is no close contact between the two people who agreed!Junk novels are all lies!

Under Chu Zheng's gloomy gaze, Qiao Yiran could no longer find any reason to shirk.

He bit the bullet and agreed to Chu Zheng's request: "Then I'll go wash up first."

Chu Zheng nodded and repeated stubbornly: "I'll wait for you."

Qiao Yiran walked towards the bathroom stiffly. The toiletries placed on the sink were carefully prepared, and the citrus fragrance could also make people feel very relaxed.

But Qiao Yiran's mood at this moment is like a soldier rushing to the execution ground.

Qiao Yiran numbly adjusted the water temperature, and turned on the shower nozzle of the water heater with a calm face.

Just the right amount of warm water poured down his head, which greatly relieved Qiao Yiran's exhaustion from the day. Ever since he traveled to this world, he had encountered various unexpected situations, and had to face Chu Zheng's blackening/death threats at any time. Overwhelmed.

The steaming white mist blurred the bathroom mirror,

After Qiao Yiran took a hot bath, he finally felt refreshed, and then he was going to share the bed with the pervert, as if it wasn't so irresistible anymore.

No matter how much he lingered in this bright and spacious bathroom, there was always time to finish washing.Standing in front of the mirror, Qiao Yiran took a deep breath, made countless mental preparations, and finally walked out together.

Chu Zheng was much faster than the dawdling Qiao Yiran. By the time Qiao Yiran came out, Chu Zheng had already cleaned himself up in the guest bathroom on the other side, and changed into a loose and comfortable nightgown.

The bright incandescent lamp in the room has been extinguished, and the floor lamp beside the bed casts a soft warm yellow light, dyeing the original snow-white quilt with a layer of warmth.

Hearing the sound of Qiao Yiran pushing the door, Chu Zheng raised his head from the document in his hand, and saw Qiao Yiran's dripping hair at a glance.

Qiao Yiran looked at Chu Zheng who was signing at his desk. He was wearing a soft gray nightgown, and his hair was a little soft after washing. The warm yellow light neutralized the coldness on his face, making him look over at this moment His eyes looked focused and gentle.

Qiao Yiran's heart throbbed lightly - no matter how late he came back, there was always someone waiting at the table, this illusion of tranquility pierced his heart precisely.

I am used to seeing a lot of shameless chicken feathers in my daily life, people who once loved each other calculated each other, and people who were supposed to be close accused each other. Such a tender scene made Qiao Yiran a little uncomfortable.

Chu Zheng walked to the desk quite consciously, opened the drawer, and took out the Panasonic negative ion hair dryer that was equipped in the room.

Before Qiao Yiran waved his hand to refuse, Chu Zheng had already inserted the hair dryer on his own, and waved at Qiao Yiran expressionlessly.

Joe sat down with fear and fear, and the man behind him took a dry towel and gently wiped the wet drops of water on his hair.

The force was neither light nor heavy, and the scalp was massaged comfortably, which made Qiao Yiran quite emotional: I thought this pervert should be quite heavy, but I didn't expect that it would be very appropriate to really serve people.

The whistling sound of the hair dryer echoed in the silent room. The warmth at this moment gave Qiao Yiran an illusion. This scene was like a long-time lover sitting in a bedroom with gentle light, thinking for himself. lover drying hair intimately.

This idea made Qiao Yiran shudder inexplicably.

What a mind-blowing imagination.

Chu Zheng slowly dried Qiao Yiran's damp hair, then put away the hair dryer on his own, signaling Qiao Yiran to sleep.

The soft and warm light yellow light, the neatly made bed, has an incomparable allure to the drowsy Qiao Yiran: if there is no Chu Zheng beside him.

The messy things happened one after another today, Qiao Yiran is indeed very tired.

Chu Zheng had consciously vacated a large area, and Qiao Yiran was not pretentious, so he lay down on the ground.

The two were so close that they could feel each other's body temperature and breath.

The feeling of sharing the bed with a stranger made Qiao Yiran slightly uncomfortable. Although his eyelids were already fighting, he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.

Chu Zheng also felt the anxiety of the person beside him.He couldn't understand why after Qiao Yiran went to bed, he tossed and turned like pancakes without stopping.

After thinking for a while, Chu Zheng asked, "Are you unable to sleep?"

Qiao Yiran stared at the dark ceiling with his eyes open, and replied in a muffled voice: "Yeah, a little insomnia."

Chu Zheng thought about it, and stated very seriously: "It may be because you didn't exercise before going to bed."

Qiao Yiran was confused: "Exercise? What exercise?"

Chu Zheng smiled briefly, and didn't answer him again, because Chu Zheng had already got into the quilt physically.

This room has been plunged into darkness, it is too quiet and peaceful, the air flows slowly, and every subtle feeling of the body will appear particularly clear.

Qiao Yiran gasped: "Wait! Stop!"

Chu Zheng's voice muffled in the quilt: "What's wrong?"

Qiao Yiran forcibly calmed his beating heart: "Brother, I beg you, if you continue to do this, I won't be able to sleep tonight."

Even through a thick layer of quilt, Qiao Yiran could hear the doubts in Chu Zheng's words: "But, don't you really think about it..."

Feeling that his little brother has started to become energetic, Qiao Yiran felt like dying: "Wait! That's just a normal physiological reaction of mine! If it's all like this and I haven't reacted yet, I'm still a normal person." A man!!"

After Qiao Yiran said a word, the atmosphere in the room suddenly fell into a terrible silence.

——Day!Why would a normal man have a physical reaction to another man?

Chu Zheng came out silently and looked at him.

Eyes wide open.

Chu Zheng's voice was still gloomy, with a bit of procrastination, but when he listened carefully, there was a faint smile, which made Qiao Yiran feel extremely uncomfortable: "Are you normal?" I don't know if it's abnormal, but I know anyway, I'm a pervert."

Qiao Yiran said something wrong just now, but now he was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground. He covered Chu Zheng's mouth and tried to suppress it forcefully: "Stop talking, go to sleep!"

After being stopped by Qiao Yiran, Chu Zheng seemed to have something to say. He opened his mouth, and Qiao Yiran pressed his lips even harder: "Stop talking!"

This action was a conditioned reflex without thinking, but the thin lips touched by the palm were so warm and soft that Qiao Yiran couldn't help but feel his heart flutter.

After reacting, Qiao Yiran felt even more ashamed.

Chu Zheng mumbled "Hmm" a few times, nodded obediently, and finally freed himself from Qiao Yiran's clutches.

As soon as he let go of his hand, Qiao Yiran heard a series of low-pitched laughter from Chu Zheng, until his chest vibrated.

Dead pervert!

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-01-0517:25:59~2020-01-0520:57:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 14 bottles of mosquito blood on the wall;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!