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Chapter 55 Extra Story 2 Is this considered hooliganism?

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    After Cheng Zhixu settled the bill, he felt relieved. He closed the book in his hand, pinched Jian Ling's waist with both hands, and took her off his lap and put her aside: "I'm going to take a shower first."

    The bright moon hangs high, there is a faint moonlight outside the window, bright lights inside the window, and the wind blows in through the palm-width open window, blowing up the curtains.

    Cheng Zhixu closed the window and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

    The exact same scene was repeated again, he took off his clothes, adjusted the water temperature just right, and knocked on the door in a very rhythmic way twice, paused, and knocked again, with some kind of temptation and suggestion, like a small  The cat's paws were scratching at the door.

    Cheng Zhixu didn't need to look in the mirror to know that his expression was smiling. He took a step forward, and sure enough, from the mirror on the wall of the washbasin, he saw a smile on his usual indifferent face, with dark eyebrows and eyes like ink paintings, and thin lips  is evoked.

    The knocking on the door rang out again, still knocking twice, pausing, and knocking again.

    Cheng Zhixu pulled a bath towel around his waist, and asked leisurely, "What are you doing?"

    Jian Ling lay her face on the frosted glass door, and she could vaguely see the silhouette of the man inside, with broad shoulders and narrow waist.  But she knew very well that Cheng Zhixu only looked thin, but in fact his abdominal muscles were well defined.  Because she touched it with her hands, and it feels great!  It can be said that I can't put it down!

    "Boss Cheng, wash together and save water." Jian Ling spoke in a low voice, fingering the patterns on the glass door, and added, "It also saves time."

    Cheng Zhixu: "You go next door to wash." She ran in and couldn't take a bath normally.

    "It's very cold. I have to turn on the heating light for a long time to get warm. I'm sleepy. I want to go to bed early after washing." Jian Ling walked outside in high heels for so long, her legs were weak and she couldn't stand, so she bent her legs and squatted  Beside the door, he muttered pitifully, "It's not that I haven't washed together, I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

    Cheng Zhixu wanted to say that he wasn't afraid, so he sighed silently, unable to stand her pleading tone, lowered his eyes and smiled, and stretched out his hand to open the door.

    Jian Ling was caught off guard, and with her forehead pressed against the door, she slammed forward.

    Fortunately, Cheng Zhixu had a premonition, and grabbed her by the back collar when she leaned forward¡ªthis posture again.  It wasn't the first time, Jian Ling suspected that he was simply carrying a chick.

    Jian Ling held the nightgown in her arms, and her eyes drooped involuntarily, falling on his waist. His skin was fair, and several clear grooves were drawn in his abdominal muscles. The lines extended down to the bottom of the towel, where he could not see.

    Cheng Zhixu gave a soft "tsk", let go of her collar, and instead grabbed the braid at the back of her head.  She went out today and made a fishbone braid, which is very easy to catch.

    Jian Ling was forced to follow the force of the man's pull and raise his head, meeting his gaze.  Cheng Zhixu has deep eyebrows, and a slight smile is good-looking.

    "Jian Ling, where are you staring at?" Cheng Zhixu held her neck with the other hand, pulled her in front of him, lowered his head to stare at her, his forehead was almost touching hers, and said angrily,  "Are you a hooligan?"

    "No, I just looked at my boyfriend's figure, and I didn't look at other men. Is this considered hooliganism?" Jian Ling was not convinced, she tilted her head back, and pressed his hand on the back of her neck,  She gave up struggling when she couldn't break free, and continued to complain about him honestly, "Cheng Zhixu, can you be more bold?"

    Cheng Zhixu understood, if he didn't show it to her, he was being stingy.

    Ye Guizhou often said to him recently: "Cheng Zhixu, I found that since you changed your identity, your whole body is floating. Do you still remember what virtue you used to be?"

    Cheng Zhixu didn't feel any change in himself.

    Now compared with Jian Ling, he can sense the meaning in Ye Guizhou's words. Similarly, since the relationship was made public, the parents met with each other, and the marriage was discussed, Jian Ling automatically switched to the identity of fiancee or even Mrs. Cheng.  She lost the cautiousness she used to have when she was his girlfriend.

    Their current way of getting along is a bit like an old married couple.

    "Besides, youyou haven't seen me." Seeing that he didn't speak, Jian Ling made amends for her behavior. After adding the explanation, she sighed, "Forget it, I'll go next door"

    Before he finished speaking, Cheng Zhixu pulled her into his arms, and he kissed her earlobe, "I'm just kidding you." His voice lowered a degree, and he whispered in her ear, "I'm all yours."  , how you like to see how you like, how you like to touch how to touch, you are welcome."

    Jian Ling's temper came and went quickly, and she immediately raised her face and smiled like a flower.

    Cheng Zhixu helped her put away her pajamas, and unbuttoned her clothes herself: "Come on, let's wash together."

    Such an intimate act made Jian Ling feel ashamed. She quickly grabbed her collar to prevent him from taking the place.??: "You go wash first, I want to remove makeup."

    Cheng Zhixu followed his advice and went to take a bath first.  The bathroom was not decorated to separate dry and wet, and there was no barrier between the two of them. When Jian Ling was taking off his makeup in the mirror, he could be seen with a casual glance from the corner of his eye.  When I came in, I didn't think too much about it, I just wanted to get bored with him, who knew that the current situation was so embarrassing.

    She is really good at embarrassing herself.

    Ever since she met him, she has always been embarrassed.

    After Jian Ling took off her makeup, she slowly unbuttoned the rest of the buttons, and said to herself silently, this person is already her fianc¨¦, she should be thick-skinned, she will still be a husband and wife in the future, why be shy, just rush forward  up.  Then, with all her strength, she pulled off the little vest on her body, in that posture, as if she wanted to force the overlord to bow.

    Cheng Zhixu was standing under the shower, with the water pouring down from the top of his head. He was just brushing up his wet black hair when he saw her striding towards her, and he froze for a moment.

    Jian Ling smiled silly at him: "Hey hey hey"

    Cheng Zhixu: ""

    The two took a mandarin duck bath very seriously, but the process was not very serious. Jian Ling rubbed the bubbles of the shower gel, and suddenly said to the man next to him: "Boss Cheng, let me rub your back."

    Cheng Zhixu resisted: "No."

    Jian Ling then changed her mind: "Then you can rub my back."

    "" Cheng Zhixu couldn't refuse.

    After the two of them take a shower, they lie on the bed, which is the real old couple mode.  Jian Ling was resting on Cheng Zhixu's arms, half of her body lying on him, a little sleepy, and her voice was soft and sticky: "Boss Cheng, if I fall asleep, you can put my head on the pillow."

    Cheng Zhixu stroked her back and asked softly, "Why?"

    "Well, I read in the book that sleeping with your arms on your head will block blood flow and cause bad effects. Anyway, it's not very good for your body." Jian Ling closed her eyes and muttered, "I'll be fine with a pillow."

    The corner of Cheng Zhixu's mouth curled up, and he said yes.

    "By the way, I haven't set an alarm on my phone. Remember to wake me up tomorrow morning." Jian Ling was very aware of her tendency to sleep in late, so she said, "If you can't wake me up, shake me hard, I want to talk to you  Let's go to work together."

    Cheng Zhixu smiled, and said hello again, stretched out his arms and turned off the desk lamp: "Go to sleep."

    The curtains were drawn tightly, and the moonlight could not penetrate. In the dark environment, Jian Ling pursed her lips: "Kiss good night."

    Cheng Zhixu understood, and kissed her lips accurately in the darkness: "Good night."¡ª¡ª

    Cheng Zhixu's biological clock was more on time than the alarm, and he woke up at the o'clock. Seeing that it was still early, he got up lightly and went downstairs to buy breakfast.  Jian Ling likes to eat steamed buns with sauced meat from a breakfast shop outside the community. When eating, she likes to put chili oil homemade by the boss. When she takes a bite of the buns, she puts a spoonful of chili oil into the stuffing.

    That one went late and had to queue up.

    When Cheng Zhixu came back from buying breakfast, Jian Ling was still sleeping under the blanket. He calculated the time and walked into the bedroom for the wake-up call. When he found it was useless, he picked her up directly from the blanket just like sending her to the airport that morning.

    Jian Ling frowned subconsciously, muttered, looked at him sleepily, and asked inarticulately, "What day is it today?"

    "Stop dreaming, I have to go to work today." Cheng Zhixu didn't tell her what day of the week it is, since it doesn't matter what day of the week it is, she has to go to work.

    Jian Ling let out a long sigh: "I really can't wake up all year round."

    Cheng Zhixu smiled lowly, finally knowing why she was late every now and then.  Seeing that she was gradually waking up, he turned around and went to the cloakroom to change into formal clothes. He put on a shirt and trousers, and the hem of the jacket was tucked into the waist of the trousers, outlining a clear and thin waistline.  The collar of his shirt was turned up, and he put on his tie with his neck slightly raised as he walked. The movements were so familiar that he didn't even need to look in the mirror.

    Jian Ling stood on the bed and raised her hand voluntarily: "Boss, I'll help you tie your tie, I did it well!"

    Cheng Zhixu wanted to say that if you don't take the time to wash up, it will be too late, but seeing her high spirits, he couldn't bear to refuse, walked to the bed, loosened the half-tied tie, and let her come.

    Jian Ling held both ends of the tie, and she tied a neat Windsor knot quite quickly. She helped him fold up the collar of his shirt and smoothed it out. After finishing, she kissed him: "I'm going to wash up.  Don't wait for me for breakfast."

    Cheng Zhixu looked at her back as she rushed to the bathroom, then raised her wrist to look at her watch, and secretly calculated, there are eight out of ten that she will be late.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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