< br >Xia Xiyi and Wu Ma went to the next bedroom, this bedroom is really big, like the master bedroom, low-key with luxury. < br >and the design of this bedroom is cold, mostly black, gray and blue, this calm and introverted tone is very cold and cool. < br >"Ma Wu, are we in the wrong room? I think this room looks like Mr. Lu." Xiaxi Huanhu suspected. < br >Ma Wu was stupefied and laughed quickly. "granny, we didn't go to the wrong room. This is the guest room. This Xiyuan is the private property owned by the young master, so the design of each room is similar, which is the taste that the young master likes." < br >"Oh." Xia Xiyi dispelled her doubts and nodded clearly. < br >Ma Wu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. she felt that after she had followed the old lady, the liar ran away. < br >"by the way, Ma Wu, don't call me mistress any more, lest you call me by my name and call me Huan Yi." < br >"OK, please go to bed early and let me know if you need anything." < br >"Mama Wu, go and have a rest, too." < br >Ma Wu left. Xia Xi went into the shower room and took a hot bath first. she had to go to bed early and get up early and prepare a nutritious meal for her grandmother tomorrow morning. < br >after taking a bath, Xia Xiyi found a problem, that is, she didn't have pajamas. < br >how embarrassing. < br >Xia Xiyi was going to wrap herself in a bath towel, but then she saw a man's white shirt hanging on the hanger. < br >look at the size of the shirt. It should be Lu Hanting's. < br >he is the man here, and of course these things are his. < br >he won't know if she borrows it all night, will he? < br >will never know. This is her room. She will take it off early tomorrow morning and secretly tell Mama Wu to help with it. < br >(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush ({}); < br >Xia Xiyi stretched out his little white hand and took his white shirt, then put it on her body, blew the wet hair dry, and she lifted the quilt and went to bed. < br >for some reason, she felt that the silk quilt covered on her body smelled of him, and the clean and crisp smell of man on him smelled very good. < br >in the bar, she bumped into his arms. < br >Xia Xiyi buried her little face in the silk quilt and let his breath surround herself. her clear eyes turned black, then she closed her eyes and went to sleep. < br >soon, she fell asleep. < br >. < br >Lu Hanting sent Li Yanran back. On the lawn of Li's villa, Li Yanran unfastened her seat belt. She looked at the man around her. "Brother Han Ting, would you like to come in?" My father is still abroad and has not come back. My grandmother has gone to the temple on the mountain to worship the Buddha, and there is no one at home. " < br >Lu Hanting's handsome features are plated in the street lamp, showing more and more charming elegance in a low profile. he turns his head and takes a sharp look in his deep narrow eyes. < br >Li Yanran's heart pounded wildly, and in his mature eyes, her pretty little face flushed and stumbled, "I …" That's not what I meant. " < br >there is no one at home, and she invites him to come in and sit down, which is easy to make people fantasize. < br >"I'm not going in, so go home." At this time Lu Hanting opened with a deep voice. < br >Li Yanran's flushed face froze for a moment, and he refused without hesitation, he rejected all possible ambiguous progress. < br >Li Yan looked at him. He had lowered his handsome eyelids and took out a cigarette from his cigarette bag on his thin lip. His right hand, wearing an expensive watch, held it on the steering wheel. His left hand lit a cigarette with a lighter. The scarlet flames leapt. He frowned and took a puff. < br >< br/ >< br >

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