Chapter 2435 Denial (63)

  Late at night, even three or four in the morning.

  The whole city seemed to have fallen asleep, and the lights outside the windows dimmed one by one.

   It became more and more quiet, the living room.

  It was so quiet that you could even hear the sound of dust falling on the ground.

   I don't know how long it has passed.

  Finally, the bedroom door opened.

  Inside, a shirtless man came out.

  Broad shoulders and narrow waist, muscular and lean.

   In the dark, bend over.

   Unhurriedly picked up all the clothes on the floor and put them on the sofa.

  The mobile phone that was left behind was naturally not forgotten.

   was picked up silently and turned on.

  The pitch-black screen instantly lit up, and the light became somewhat dazzling in the dark surroundings.

   It is difficult for people to adapt for a while.

  The shirtless, slightly wet man stood there like a shadowless ghost.

  The light from the mobile phone reflected his brows and eyes, which were not covered by glasses, cold and indifferent, like a cool white, without the slightest warmth.

  The color of the bottom of the eyes is extremely darker than a silent night.

   Just so weirdly and calmly, looking at the phone that was turned on, entering the password, and unlocking it.

  Hundreds of caller IDs, displayed instantly.

  The call record is almost overwhelmed, and it can't even be loaded.

  He watched quietly, then clicked on the text message again.

  The **** number also sent her a message, introducing himself and wanting to meet up.

   There is no note on the strange number, but he seems to know who it is at a glance.

   After reading, the phone turned off again.

  His face was once again hidden in the darkness, his expression unclear.

   Just standing there, the phone was gently placed on the coffee table.

   Very quiet and very quiet, from beginning to end, no sound was made.

   It made people unable to figure out what he was thinking, and also couldn't see his expression at the moment.

   It just seemed to be unable to grasp, like a gloomy ghost, staying in place for a long time.

   Back to the bedroom again, only a soft light was turned on in the bedroom.

  The light was dim, barely illuminating a corner beside the bed.

   Faintly, one could see that the person on the bed had fallen asleep.

  Slept soundly and quietly.

  The bare shoulders were half exposed, and even the dim light couldn't hide the fair complexion.

  Snowy white like suet jade, seems to be able to see through the hazy light.

   Long, disheveled hair like seaweed, hanging down to one side.

   She breathed lightly, and one hand was exposed.

  The fingertips are slender, slightly curved, crystal clear and pink.

  It is so beautiful that there is no trace of blemish, it is too beautiful.

  The man walked in and closed the door gently.

  Turn off the lights and go to bed.

  Hold the sleeping person into his arms again, with gentle movements.

  She closed her eyes, turned over, and grunted twice like a cat.

   Very consciously find a comfortable position, hug him, next to him.

  The man gently stroked her smooth and delicate back, and she didn't seem to be sleepy.

   Just hug her like this, touch her face for a while, and touch her ears for a while.

  Kiss her from time to time to take advantage.

   As it should be.

   She fell asleep, unconscious and quiet.

   Only he was left with his dark eyes open, silent for a long time.

   It was eerily quiet.

  Occasionally she felt hot and wanted to turn over and roll aside—

   But as soon as he scooped up his arm, he went back again.

  Too strong, locked her firmly.

  The body temperature is also too high.

  She had unconscious dreams several times, saying it was hot.

   But he just turned down the temperature of the air conditioner, and didn't turn it on.

  She had no choice but to stay in his arms aggrieved.

   Very well-behaved.

  (end of this chapter)