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"Click."

The door lock of the rental house turned, and Jiang Yutang poked her head in.

Seeing this man lying on his bed and playing with his mobile phone carelessly, she felt a little flustered and nervous.

However, her mother was watching in the living room, so even if she was nervous, she couldn't stand at the door.

After closing the door gently, she slowly walked to Zhang Yuan.

As the elegant fragrance came, Zhang Yuan noticed the movement beside him, and then raised his eyes and looked at it carefully.

The girl's hair was like black silk moistened by morning dew, falling wetly on her shoulders.

Tiny water droplets dripped gently along the ends of her hair, splashing on her soft silk nightgown, leaving mottled water marks.

The nightgown on her body was an elegant off-white color, and the silk fabric glowed softly under the light, complementing the warmth of her skin.

The nightgown fits her body curves softly, outlining her graceful figure and reflecting her elegance.

The hem sways gently with her steps, like willow branches swaying in the breeze, adding a bit of agility to her.

Her face is still flushed after the bath, and there is a hint of anger at the corner of her mouth.

This outfit is very different from the black professional suits that are often seen, adding a bit of softness out of thin air.

After all, it is because of the mother-in-law that I can see this scene. I would never get such treatment in normal times.

However, the shortcomings are also obvious.

The nightgown is already on, but the thing has not been taken off yet.

Isn't it uncomfortable to wear?

"You..."

Zhang Yuan was interrupted just after the girl opened her mouth to say a word, and took the initiative to explain: "Don't blame me, it was your mother who insisted that I go to bed."

"You really don't consider yourself an outsider."

"Special cases should be treated specially. If I firmly refuse, your mother might see it, and then the whole night will be in vain."

Zhang Yuan lifted the quilt and got out of bed: "I just want to reassure the old man. Do you really think I'm unwilling to leave? If you dislike this quilt because I have covered it, just change the sheets and quilt covers."

Jiang Yutang snorted: "No need, I'm not as clean as you say!"

In fact, she usually cares about this aspect.

You can see it from the clean house.

If another man covered these quilts, she probably wouldn't even want the bed.

But... Zhang Yuan is obviously different.

After all, he has a lot of good feelings for this man.

These good feelings have a subtle influence on her, and are reflected in all aspects.

The word "dislike" does not exist at all.

What she was embarrassed to say was.

When she took a shower before, even the towel she used to wipe her body was the one Zhang Yuan used.

At first, she forgot about it and subconsciously picked up the yellow towel until she was halfway through wiping.

Then, with the mentality that she had already wiped it, she simply washed it and continued.

Compared with that, the bedding she had slept on was completely insignificant.

Seeing Zhang Yuan approaching, Jiang Yutang hurriedly said, "Lie down first. I'll need to blow dry my hair for a while."

Zhang Yuan pinched a strand of wet hair and smiled, "Let me help you. It's hard to blow dry such long hair."

The girl hurriedly stepped back a few steps: "No, no, I'll do it myself."

"It's cold. You're wearing so little and it's easy to catch a cold. Sit on the bed and I'll help you. There's nothing wrong with that. After all, you just helped me."

Then, Zhang Yuan gently pushed the girl to where he had just been lying, lifted the quilt and covered her legs.

When she just sat on the bed, she glanced at her calves from the bottom of her slightly lifted skirt.

I have to say that this girl has a good figure and skin.

Her fair skin was like a freshly peeled egg, with a faint blush.

But he was very sensible and knew that his eyes couldn't wander at this time.

Then, he turned on the hair dryer and blew it meticulously. After about ten minutes, the long hair was basically dried.

During this period, Jiang Yutang remained silent.

She wanted to ask Zhang Yuan several times why he was so nice to her.

Her mother couldn't see him blowing her hair, so there was no need to even act.

But...

It seemed that there was no need to ask.

Why else, didn't he just want to turn herself into one of his women.

From a rational point of view, she should push him away without hesitation and let him stay aside.

However, she enjoyed the warm feeling of living together as a young couple, and was intoxicated by it and couldn't extricate herself.

She even had an idea in her heart.

It would be nice if my parents lived here every day...

"Okay, it's done." Zhang Yuan pinched her soft hair: "After all, it's just washed, like DoveGenerally, enjoy the silky smoothness. ”

The girl wanted to laugh but held back.

Whatever he said seemed to have changed its taste in his mouth.

It is also as silky smooth as Dove.

Would you like to try it and see if it is sweet?

Then, Zhang Yuan said: "But it is not dry yet, don't lie down for the time being."

Jiang Yutang muttered: "I am not a child, I still need you to teach me!"

"Xiao Jiang, although you are one year older than me, but in my opinion you are just a little girl. ”

“You...”

The girl’s face turned red quickly.

Fortunately, when she was blowing her hair, the hot wind blew on her face, and her face was always red, so it was not noticeable for a while.

She moved her lips, but found that nothing she said was appropriate.

She wanted to scold him for being outspoken and shameless, but she didn’t seem to say anything.

It was just that the tone was wrong.

Too doting.

Jiang Yutang has always been a very independent person.

Especially during the years of studying abroad, she had no relatives abroad, and she made all the big and small decisions by herself.

Even if she was sick, she could only bear it silently by herself.

For the first time, she was treated as a little girl, and she had an inexplicable feeling in her heart.

It seemed as if something touched her deep in her heart.

“Sassy!” She turned her head away and said with an extremely unnatural expression: “I am not related to you, don’t say it again next time! "

Zhang Yuan saw the girl's expression and said in his heart that he couldn't bear it.

If you really want to say something corny.

The sentence just now should be changed to: In my heart, you will always be a little girl, and you must be held in the palm of my hand and carefully protected.

However, the relationship is not yet in place, and rashly using the big move will only have the opposite effect.

"I know, I know, we are acting. After your parents leave, I won't tell you even if you want to hear it!" After a pause, he added: "But it's not all acting, at least what I just said is my true feelings."

"You keep..."

Zhang Yuan knew that he was too strong, and quickly interrupted: "Okay, okay, don't say it, don't say it, is your mother asleep?"

"Not yet, she's watching TV outside."

"Okay, you lie down, I'll go sit over there for a while, and I'll leave when your mother goes back to her room to sleep."

After saying that, he went directly to the small stool on the dressing table and sat down.