She came to warm him up
Lan Yanxi placed the milk on the table and looked at the man looking at her with a gentle expression. There was always a faint smile on his face. This feeling of being watched made her heart race and her face flush.
She had always felt that the man who looked at her was very eager, even ?? It contained some ambiguous factors.
Since everyone was an adult, it was normal for them to have feelings for each other. Furthermore, if a man and woman were alone in a room without any presumptuous thoughts, wouldn’t that make them immortal saints?
"Do you want a bath?" Lan Yanxi’s beautiful eyes flickered a few times. She didn’t look at him and only asked softly.
"How do I wash? You can’t touch my wound, but you can wash my feet! " When the man saw her shy appearance, he felt an itch in his heart. He didn’t know which words came out of his mouth, but he turned in an indescribable direction.
"Then I’ll bring you a bucket of hot water!" Lan Yanxi turned around and went to the bathroom. Not long later, she brought half a bucket of hot water to him. In the next second, she squatted down and stretched out her hand to grab the man’s leg.
"I’ll do it myself!" Ling Mofeng was still very embarrassed. Although he was a man and shouldn’t care about trifles, he was still very embarrassed when he asked her to take off his shoes and socks in front of a woman he liked.
"I don’t mind, what do you mind?" Seeing that the man was shy, Lan Yanxi immediately laughed out loud.
"It’s not good to trouble you with this kind of thing. Go and take a bath!" Ling Mofeng’s face was still warm as he urged her in a low voice.
"Alright, I’m going to take a bath. Go wash your feet!" Lan Yanxi didn’t force him. She turned around to find her pajamas and decided to take a bath.
When Lan Yanxi came back from her shower, Ling Mofeng had poured out the water and sat on the bed with a cell phone in his hand. He seemed to be looking at something with a serious expression.
Seeing Lan Yanxi walk in, Ling Mofeng’s hidden eyes froze for a second.
Lan Yanxi loved to be pretty, so she had washed her hair at night. At this moment, she was wiping her dripping hair as she ran in. "The corridor is so cold!"
Ling Mofeng asked speechlessly: "Since it’s so cold, why are you still washing your hair? Aren’t you afraid of getting sick from washing your hair at night?"
"It’s fine, I can blow it dry right now!" The last thing Lan Yanxi could endure was the oil on her hair. Therefore, regardless of whether she was cold or not, she had to clean it up.
She took the hair dryer, sat down at her dressing table, and began to blow her long hair.
Her long hair was dark and beautiful at her waist, showing a natural wavy figure. She was blowing her hair seriously, but she didn’t realize that the man’s eyes had become deep again.
Ling Mofeng stared at the woman who blew her own hair. The way her fingers gently lifted up her long hair gave him an indescribable feeling that made him want to get close to her and kiss her beautiful hair.
Lan Yanxi had always been rather stubborn. She didn’t know that the eyes of the man behind her had become wolfish, as if he was staring at a prey. He didn’t let go and wanted to pounce on her.
Lan Yanxi quickly blew away the hair on her head. She stretched out her hand to support her forehead and turned around, startling Ling Mofeng who had already lost his spirit. His eyes quickly moved away as his handsome face warmed up for no reason.
Perhaps it was because the lights in the room were dimmed by Ling Mofeng, but Lan Yanxi didn’t notice his shy expression. She walked to the other side of the bed and wanted to lie down, but Ling Mofeng said in a low voice: "Sleep on my side!"
Lan Yanxi’s eyes widened in surprise as she saw the man quickly move to her side.
"What, Mr. Vice President is warming my bed?" Lan Yanxi had already figured out his intentions. She immediately narrowed her eyes and laughed happily.
"Didn’t you say you were afraid of the cold?" Ling Mofeng remembered what she said and said that her hands and feet would easily turn cold. That was why he took the initiative to warm her bed.
"Thank you so much, I won’t be polite!" Lan Yanxi immediately went around and laid down on the bed. It was indeed a warm feeling. This warmth drove away the cold of winter to the depths of one’s heart.
"How are you going to sleep? You can’t press your wound anymore! " Lan Yanxi realized that she was a bit embarrassed to sleep alone, so she turned her head to look at him and asked with concern.
"I can only sleep on my side!" After he finished speaking, the man also laid down, turning his body to the side just in time to face her.
Actually, Ling Mofeng had purposely warmed up the bed on the side she wanted to sleep on. When he slept on the side, he could face her. Sometimes, a man’s caution would be used on the woman he loved.
Lan Yanxi’s beautiful eyes blinked twice. It’s over. For the entire night, the man was sleeping facing her?
"That... Are you cold? Do you want me to come closer? " Only then did Lan Yanxi realize that the man was sleeping properly on the edge of the bed and didn’t press towards the middle. She could only take the initiative to ask him out of concern.
"Can I?" Ling Mofeng’s delicate eyes slightly lit up, but he was inwardly ecstatic. Hearing that she didn’t mind him leaning over, he was obviously happy.
"Of course you can. You’re already injured to this extent, could it be that I’m afraid of you?" Lan Yanxi immediately laughed. She felt that it was easy to tease him because he looked like a righteous man, wanting to bully him.
Ling Mofeng slightly raised his eyebrows and said with disapproval: "That’s not necessarily true. If a man is crazy enough to come at us, he won’t care about anything!"
Lan Yanxi’s petite body slightly trembled. Was it really like that?
After Ling Mofeng finished his sentence, the strong body suddenly approached her. Lan Yanxi wanted to go back on her word, but it was too late.
"I’m sleeping. Good night!" Lan Yanxi was still not used to having someone beside her. Furthermore, it was Ling Mofeng, who was full of male danger. She instinctively turned her body with her back facing him, forcing herself to close her eyes and quickly fall asleep.
Ling Mofeng’s happy mood froze the moment he saw her turn around.
How could this woman be so unfriendly to him?
Can’t you tell that what he just said was purposely to scare her?
Her sleeping posture that was so guarded really hurt Ling Mofeng.
Unhappy, Ling Mofeng obviously wanted to test her a little more. Thus, he reached out, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and stuck his well-built body directly towards her.
Lan Yanxi had never been able to sleep. She was clear-headed to the point where she could feel every movement of a man, including his steady breathing. Not to mention the sudden appearance of a warm palm at her waist.
"You ?? What are you doing? " Lan Yanxi asked him nervously.
"Nothing, your body is so warm!" Ling Mofeng’s low voice sounded from behind her.
"Do you feel cold?" Lan Yanxi was slightly startled.
"Yeah, a little. Maybe I’ve lost too much blood and my vitality was greatly damaged. I used to feel cold, but tonight I feel exceptionally cold!" Ling Mofeng mocked himself as if he was wronged.
As soon as he stopped talking, he felt her small body turn around, with her back facing him. In the next second, she reached out and hugged his waist, putting her warm body into his embrace. Her pink face leaned over, "Is it still cold now?"
Ling Mofeng looked overwhelmed by the unexpected favor. Was this woman that easy to deceive?
He had only pretended to be pitiful. She actually pitied him.
"Yeah, it’s very warm now!" Ling Mofeng did not dare to do anything evil. He straightened his body and let her lean on him without moving.
Lan Yanxi didn’t have any other thoughts in her heart. Hearing him say that her vital energy was greatly damaged, she could only feel his heartache.
Lan Yanxi quickly fell asleep under the warm blanket.
Ling Mofeng, on the other hand, was facing a crisis of insomnia, maybe he thought more, and the content was also more rich. Ling Mofeng, on the other hand, was facing a crisis of insomnia, maybe he thought more, and the content was also more abundant.
The girl in his arms was breathing evenly, so it could be seen that she had fallen into a deep sleep. Ling Mofeng sighed silently. As expected, it was hard to do bad things.
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