Mr.Chief, Don’t Be Prideful - Chapter 226

A woman in a bathrobe appeared in his villa late at night.

It’s hard not to think of anything.

What’s more, this woman is very beautiful and can see her unusual temperament.

The only smile on Xinyi’s face soon faded, and it was unclear what the stuffy pain in her chest came from.

But now she has only one idea – get out of here.

It happened that his feet seemed to stick. When he looked at the approaching woman, he couldn’t launch a bomb.

Chi Yufeng glanced at her, and the faint smile that hung on her lips disappeared bit by bit. He turned along her eyes. The woman who had just bathed came slowly in a clean bathrobe. Her short black hair and shoulders were wet on her shoulders, and the ends of her hair were dripping with water.

He frowned. His men naturally loosened their strength, walked over with long legs, took the towel from her hand and wiped it for her. “Why don’t you dry your hair and come down? It’s easy to catch a cold. Do you know?”

Luo Xin glanced at the figure standing at the door and replied carelessly, “I can’t find the hair dryer. Where did you put it?”

Chi Yufeng thought that the guest bedroom didn’t seem to be equipped with such things. His eyes looked from her wet hair to her cold eyes, “in my room, I’ll go up and get it.”

“Yes.”

The figure of the man went upstairs.

The living room fell into silence. Luo Xin pulled down the towel on his head, went to the door and looked at the woman who had lost her soul standing outside the door. “Are you his friend? Come in and sit down? ”

Xinyi returned to his senses, his eyes darkened, “no, I should go.”

Luo Xin nodded and didn’t ask him to stay.

Xinyi returned to the car and sat for a while in the narrow space. His head was empty, as if he had nothing, and he couldn’t find the point where his thoughts should land, drifting aimlessly.

Suddenly she smiled and something came down from the corner of her eyes. She came here today and became like a joke.

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In the villa, Chi Yufeng found a hair dryer and went downstairs.

The woman in the white bathrobe sat on the sofa, her slender legs overlapped at will, and inadvertently revealed a little hook from the forked hem.

Chi Yufeng looked at the goblet she held between her fingers, and her face sank.

Without a word, he took away the wine glass and glanced at most of the wine bottles over the tea table. He was very angry.

“Don’t you have a good rest? Still drink? ”

The woman who was robbed of the wine cup was not annoyed. She raised her eyelids and stared at him. The two red lips with beautiful color and shape pouted slightly, “you are not righteous. The two bottles you brought me last time are not as good as this one. Fill me with some inferior goods.”

The last sentence seemed to be a little drunk, and there was a smell of anger in the low.

Chi Yufeng is a normal man. Just being looked at by the woman she likes, her lower abdomen inevitably rises heat.

He rolled his Adam’s apple, barely looked away, took away the wine glass and bottle, turned back to the sofa, stood behind the woman, plugged in the hair dryer to dry her hair.

I don’t know whether she was drunk or sleepy. Luo Xin leaned against the back of the sofa and didn’t stop the man’s movement.

The five slender fingers with distinct bony joints pass through the short black and soft hair, and then blow dry through the air outlet.

No one broke the silence, and they kept silent thoughtfully.

Until the hair on his hand was dry and there was no sense of moisture, Chi Yufeng turned off the power.

His tall figure bypassed the sofa. Luo Xin seemed to be asleep, with his head slightly sideways and his eyes closed.

Chi Yufeng frowned and hesitated for a moment. He still didn’t pick her up directly. He reached out and shook her shoulder. He whispered, “Xin’er, don’t sleep here. You’ll catch a cold.”