The people in the bathroom continued to shower as if nothing had happened, and when they were about to go out after a comfortable bath, there was a sudden clatter from outside.

The bedroom went dark and the overhead light went out.

When Nan Yuan walked out, there was only a bedside lamp lit with a warm yellow halo in the room, and the light was a little dim.

On the side of the bed, there was a figure of a man.

The man sat on the head of the bed, his angular face was outlined by a warm yellow halo, and his pair of black pupils seemed to be shining like a jungle beast, exuding a dangerous aura.

Nan Yuan, who had just come out of the bathroom, was wearing a cheap bathrobe from the small town guest house. Her long hair was loosely draped with water dripping from the tips of her hair, and her eyes looked misty and wet.

She is more attractive than ever.

"Brother Yan, you scared me." Nan Yuan stared at him and said.

"Really, Miss An doesn't seem to be frightened by me." Yan Zhenxing let out a low laugh.

I don't know if this dim warm yellow tone adds a touch of ambiguity. The man's voice sounds lower than during the day, with a hint of hoarseness, which is extra... sexy.

"If you don't have a door, you can turn to the balcony? Brother Yan is indeed a kung fu actor." Nan Yuan didn't know if it was a joke or a mockery.

"I'm here to get a Band-Aid." Yan Zhen said, suddenly standing up from the bedside.

The man stood up this time, showing his tall and strong figure, and his long legs were very eye-catching. When he stood beside the bed, it made the bed even narrower.

With one hand in the pocket of his slacks, he stretched out the other and spread it out towards Nanyuan, "Aren't you going to put a Band-Aid on me?"

When he said this, the man's eyes fell on the woman without covering it, and it was almost rolled over her skin inch by inch.

The white bathrobe was draped over her body, and the belt around her waist was very casual. The face that had just been steamed was flushed, and her lips were delicate even without lipstick.

A drop of water suddenly slipped down from her cheek and stayed on the beautiful butterfly bone.

The neckline was half-open, and the skin from the neck to the collarbone, under this warm yellow light, looked as smooth as cream, as if glowing.

A seductive slit is looming, and the loose bathrobe can hardly hide the woman's moving curves.

Yan Zhenxing has never looked at a woman like this, and has never observed a woman with such a purpose.

Because, he never allowed himself to spend time and energy on women.

However, at this time, his eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly unconsciously.

This woman knows how to seduce a man.

Probably something was prepared to happen subconsciously, so Yan Zhenxing opened a certain valve in his body.

The eyes he looked at the woman became more and more hot, and his body almost honestly showed the reaction of a man with a dash of blood when he saw a beauty who had just come out of the bath.

But at the same time, his mind was very clear.

He, who is well versed in the hunter's law, has already planned to eat the prey that was delivered to his door, erase the wildness in her, and keep her in captivity.

Nan Yuan met his scorching hot eyes, her lips curved slightly, but her expression was calm and cold, "The Band-Aid is in my backpack, I'll get it for you."

Putting the backpack on the TV cabinet, Nan Yuan stepped aside and took out the Band-Aid in the bag. Out of the corner of her eye, she looked at the TV screen in front of her.

On the black TV screen, the man's figure suddenly approached her rapidly.

Nan Yuan's eyes changed slightly, and just as she took out the Band-Aid, she was enveloped by the sudden masculine scent.

That breath is full of domineering, powerful, and extremely rich.

"Yan Zhenxing, you—"

Before she could finish speaking, Nan Yuan's body was turned over by the man behind her, and she was suddenly pressed against the wall by the man.

In an instant, the sense of aggression from the man behind him came upon his face, bringing with him a scalding warmth that could not be ignored.

Nan Yuan raised her eyebrows slightly, and her body couldn't help but back away.

But she just showed a hint of retreat, one long leg was blocking her side, and the other was squeezed between her legs forcefully.

"What are you running for?" The man's voice became more and more hoarse in the dimness, "Didn't you invite me?"

As he said that, he suddenly grabbed the woman's slender wrist with both hands, and inserted his ten fingers between the slender and tender fingers. .

Even though every part of the body is under the control of the man, the woman under control still looks unhurried and even smiled at him, "Yan Zhenxing, what are you doing?"

"Miss An asked knowingly and stared at me secretly for a few days, eh?"

Nan Yuan stood on tiptoe, leaned her head close to his ear, and said in a low voice, "One day? Two days? Or three days. Why, as a public figure, shouldn't Brother Yan be seen by others?"

The woman exhaled like a blue orchid, a faint feminine fragrance lingered on the tip of Yan Zhenxing's nose, and the moist and warm breath was sprayed in clusters between his ears and neck.

Yan Zhenxing briefly lost his mind.

When the woman took the initiative to move forward, the scene under her neckline also slammed into Yan Zhenxing's eyes.

Under the ambiguous warm yellow halo, the two unknowingly stuck close together.

Yan Zhenxing looked at the snow white, feeling the soft touch that did not belong to a man, his eyes became bottomless in an instant, and his breathing became slightly heavier.