The thin shirt was soaked in several places by the rain, sticking to his skin.

Under the wet shirt, the perfect texture on his chest was faintly clear, as if it was vague. Jiang Yan was already disturbed by the strong visual impact, but she saw his slender and cold fingers, one, two, three...

Should she avoid it?

Jiang Yan thought so in her mind, but her eyes were out of control.

Slowly, lazy, unbuttoned her shirt, in front of her, in front of her.

Jiang Yan was stunned, her eyes involuntarily condensed on his fingers, unable to move her eyes for a while, and her eyes were stunned, following his fingers and exploring them little by little.

Someone was following the movements in his hand, but he didn't want to avoid them. He looked at her face without a sound and looked her expression into his eyes.

When his fingertips moved one inch down, he seemed to have stopped there deliberately, Jiang Yan stared at his fingers, and his heart almost stopped.

After untiing this, the shirt opened...

Someone stayed calmly for a while, and saw her swallowing seriously, then laughed softly, continued the movement between her fingers, and said in a lazy and casual tone: "Where is the bathroom?"

"..." His voice woke up his thoughts. Jiang Yan was shocked and suddenly raised his head, touching his sight without bias. The atmosphere suddenly became subtle and ambiguous.

After only a moment of looking at each other, she immediately lowered her head, raised her hand and pointed to the side, and was ashamed: "Then, over there!"

Jiang Chixiu looked in the direction of her finger, and the buttons were unbuttoned, while Jiang Yan stared at her toes and no longer dared to look at them.

Jiang Yan thought he was going in, but who knew that the man had not moved his steps, but his hands did not stop. He opened his shirt back freely, and she breathed in an instant.

Although he didn't look up, he could also know what the person was doing.

Why did he start taking off...

He threw the wet shirt he took off into the corner, and Jiang Chixiu slowly squatted down and looked directly at her.

When he leaned over, no matter how she lowered her head, her eyes could no longer avoid the man's toned and symmetrical upper body.

Jiang Yan froze, her eyes were nowhere to be placed, so she had to face him. She held her breath and tried to calm herself down. The man lowered his head and whispered to her: "Can you do it?"

His going to take a shower means she has to stay alone again. The blue outside the house is shining and stormy, without any weakening.

Jiang Yan hesitated for a moment, and her voice couldn't help but speak well: "Well..."

Jiang Chixiu stared at her, his tone was a little gentle and affectionate: "I'll be fine soon."

After saying that, he straightened up, patted her head lightly, as if comforting her, and then walked sideways into the bathroom.

When the bathroom door closed, the sound of water soon came, rustling, blending with the sound of heavy rain outside, but one was terrifying and the other felt relieved.

Jiang Yan sat down slowly on the sofa in the bedroom, listening to the chaotic wind and rain, and his palpitations and anxiety slowly spread again.

Just a thunder, she began to restlessly.

His breathing became rapid, and finally Jiang Yan got up and ran quickly to the bathroom door and stood against the wall, as if he wouldn't be afraid if he was closer to him.

Jiang Chixiu actually didn't take long to go in, but he said he would be fine soon, and Jiang Yan was waiting at the door.

After waiting for a while, the bathroom door handle moved, and Jiang Yan suddenly felt relieved.

The door opened from the inside, accompanied by the lingering warm water vapor, Jiang Chixiu stepped out of the bathroom. As soon as he walked out, he was obviously stunned when he saw her leaning straight against the door, and was a little surprised.

Seeing that he was wearing the silk nightgown, Jiang Yan covered his depression and took the initiative to speak out: "Are you okay?"

He saw her at first glance and Jiang Chixiu chuckled: "Yes." He grabbed her hand and took her to the sofa and sat down.

Although the sound outside was even more arrogant and arrogant, Jiang Yan was no longer afraid. They sat side by side, close together, but no one spoke. Jiang Chixiu leaned quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jiang Yan felt that it was strange to sit like this, so she hesitated for a while and turned her head to talk to him: "Would we... want to do something?"

Hearing the sound, Jiang Chi Xiu was stunned for a very short moment, then couldn't help laughing, and soon calmed down again, raised his lips lightly, looked at her eyes, and whispered as if bewitching: "A lonely man and a widow, what should I do?"

"..." Why did this person start to be inappropriate?

Some unreasonable person seemed to hear her slander, and suddenly became serious, looking straight into her eyes, and speaking to Sri: "Isn't you really going to watch the game the day after tomorrow?"

Jiang Yan realized that the admission certificate he gave at noon was still hanging around her neck and had not been taken down. She suddenly couldn't refuse again like during the day. When she bumped into his exploratory gaze, her thoughts suddenly became messy and she simply stopped talking.

It was agreed to stay away from him, Jiang Yan, what happened to you, why are you getting closer and closer to him? She repeatedly asked herself in her heart, is he too charming or her resistance too weak? Why does every word, every move, and every look of his makes her feel that she is loved...

She began to feel that she was thinking too much.

After a while, Jiang Chixiu said slowly: "Don't you want to watch my game?"

Jiang Yan was silent for a moment and said nothing: "Of course I want to watch TG's game."

She neither refused nor cleverly avoided the positive answer, but unexpectedly, someone did not intend to let her get through.

He didn't seem to be anxious at all and asked quietly: "Do you want to see TG or me?"

"..." Jiang Yan's heartbeat stopped, and then he said something wrong: "Aren't it all the same? No difference..."

"Is that?" His lips curled up slightly: "You are quite active under my Weibo."

"…!" How did a person who hasn't been on Weibo for three or four months know that she is active?

Jiang Yan thought about it and felt normal again. She was so high-profile that she maintained justice under his Weibo every now and then. Last time she broke up under the unknown Truth Jun Weibo, and her comments were the number one hot review.

I still hold the swaggering nickname of Jiangshan, Wanli.

But when did he discover it...

The man said leisurely, as if he was intentional: "I seem to remember someone said that she is a fan of Zaizi."

“…”

He pressed every step, Jiang Yan took the initiative. He saw the screensaver anyway. Besides, it wasn't that too fake. So she closed her eyes and spread her hands, and simply admitted: "Okay, I'm your fan, but..."

Jiang Yan suddenly became bolder and said seriously: "Please stay away from the fans' lives and don't affect fans' star chasing."

If this happens, she will be irrational again.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chixiu felt funny, the curve of his lips deepened a little, and suddenly he approached an inch closer to her.

As soon as he approached, Jiang Yan subconsciously wanted to avoid him, but found that his back was already against the edge of the sofa armrest, so he had to lean back slightly.

I saw him put one hand on her backrest, leaning over slightly, his voice was tempting: "I want to spoil my fans, what should I do?"

It means something.

So he couldn't get away from her life.

Jiang Yan opened her eyes wide in shock, and could not react from his words for a long time. The man's posture made the body under the spacious nightgown loom appear and take off completely, and there was more unknown charm than before.

After a while, she deliberately distorted his meaning and smiled with a lip twitch: "Shen Xiu Shen, you can post selfies on Weibo. Your more than 60 million fans will definitely be very happy!"

Jiang Chixiu said nothing, looked at her quietly, and after a moment, slowly raised his hand, pinched her chin, and rubbed it gently for a few times, with a deep tone: "Jiang Yan, you are hiding from me."

Not a question.

The touch of her fingertips stimulated her heartbeat, and Jiang Yan felt that she could not hold it anymore: "No, no..."

"Then let's watch the game." The fingertips slid from the chin to the side, and the palms were caressed, and the teasing voice: "You are here, my desire to win or lose will be stronger."

He didn't know how capable of bewitching people's minds like this?

Jiang Yan didn't know what to react for a moment, but only knew that when she was stunned, he slowly approached inch by inch under the warm light.

Looking at each other at a very close distance, a layer of haze gradually spread in Jiang Yan's eyes.

"I count to three," he was willing to refuse. He looked deep and stared at her eyes without any hesitation. Jiang Chixiu's Adam's apple moved gently: "One..."

He lowered his head: "Two..."

The man's rich and hoarse voice made Jiang Yan tremble. She tried hard to get back half of her rationality, put her hands on his chest, and tried slightly to push him away.

His hand was stroking his side face backwards, sinking into her hair, and pinching and rubbing as he fell to his earlobe. At the moment when she wanted to say something and slightly opened her lips, Jiang Chixiu's eyes darkened, and he reached out to hold her neck, leaned forward, blocking her words.

Jiang Yan's pupils shrank violently, and she lost all her strength in an instant, forgetting that she had to resist.

As expected, it was caught off guard.

His lips were gently tossing, but the hands covering him were warm, making him unable to help himself and gradually heavier.

The thunder sounded, and he kissed him deeper.

The wind is silent, and the rain is silent, leaving only a room of warmth.

After a long time, he let her go until both of them couldn't calm down.

In fact, the wind is still there and the rain is still there.

This kiss couldn't help but ended with a brief taste.

His hand was still on her side neck, and his posture was not moved, but his thin lips were a little separated from her.

Looking at each other, Jiang Yan's cheeks were dyed with a blush, and she was angrily angrily: "You haven't counted three yet..."

It sounds a bit shy.

Jiang Chixiu bent his lower lip indifferently and said hoarsely: "I've figured it out in my heart."

This man... cheats!

"..." Jiang Yan's heart had been disturbed by his kiss. Suddenly there was a question, and she wanted to ask: "You..."

At this time, the phone rang, and Jiang Yan stopped making a sound.
To be continued...