Married to the Male Lead’s Brother

She counted the little suns in her mind over and over again. There were eleven. Thinking that she would use ten the next time she went through it, she felt that she was still very poor.

At this time, Lu Jue came out of the shower.

He was wearing pajamas with red bottoms and big blue flowers.

It would be very tacky for others to wear. Lu Jue had a good figure, a tall stature, and a top-notch look. He had a sense of fashion when wearing such a color.

He washed his head, his hair was wet, the water droplets continued to run down the bridge of his tall nose, and the angular profile of his face rolled down.

Ning Zhi got up quickly, she took a towel and said with a smile, "Lu Jue, I'll wipe your hair for you."

The drops of water dripped across Lu Jue's sexy Adam's apple and submerged into his colored collar.

Lu Jue sat beside the room, ignoring Ning Zhi.

Ning Zhi quickly stopped Lu Jue from lying down, "Don't sleep first, your hair is still wet."

"I'll wipe your hair for you, sit still and don't move." Ning Zhi approached him and put the towel on his head.

She gently wiped his hair, "Lu Jue, is this comfortable? Do you like me to wipe your hair for you?"

Doesn't he like her touching him? Now she serves him.

Ning Zhi's attitude of attentive service was almost enough to ask "Boss, are you satisfied with my service?"

Lu Jue sat quietly, letting Ningzhi mess up his hair.

For a while, no little sun came up.

Ning Zhi was a little disappointed. She was so enthusiastic and enthusiastic to serve him, but he was not happy?

Lu Jue's heart, the needle of the seabed.

Under the palm of his hand, Lu Jue's hair was very soft.

He pursed his lips slightly, his face expressionless, Qing Jun's face became colder and whiter with the colorful clothes, and his eyes were full of pure childishness.

Ning Zhi's heart softened a little, such Lu Jue resembled him when he was a child.

After a while, he felt that Lu Jue's hair was almost dry, so Ning Zhi threw the towel away, "Go to sleep."

Lu Jue lay down straight on the bed and closed his eyes.

Ning Zhi turned off the lights in the room.

With the weak light of the desk lamp, she returned to the room, and after thinking about it, she was still a little unwilling.

Ning Zhi moved to Lu Jue's side.

She leaned closer to his ear and touched his ear with her lips.

Lu Jue suddenly opened his eyes.

Still no sun.

Ning Zhi stretched out his hand and landed directly on Lu Jue's chest, his palm against his body.

Still no sun.

Ning Zhi frowned, did she guess wrong?

Hands moved, she touched his face, hands, legs, to no avail.

Ning Zhi gave up, she withdrew her hand, and swiped her hand across Lu Jue's Yuefu.

In the blink of an eye, the little sun popped up.

A little sun!

Ning Zhi was pleasantly surprised, she quickly put back the hand she had just taken back, and gently touched the tight spot.

Five little suns!

Ning Zhi smiled and rolled her eyes, "So you like me touching your place?"

Chapter 18

Lu Jue insists on running in the morning every day, and he is in good shape.

Ning Zhi felt that the touch under her palm was also very good, she pressed it, and the six little suns that popped up twice rushed towards her immediately.

She clings tightly, trying to expand the range and move around.

Lu Jue's hand was slightly cold, but the temperature of his Yuefu department was very high. I don't know if it was because of her movement that stimulated his muscles to tighten.

She could touch the lines of muscles that were faintly highlighted above.

Quick, another little sun pops up!

Ning Zhi's hand moved randomly.

Ning Zhi blushed inadvertently at Shang Lu Jue gān Jing's blank stare, and she suddenly felt that she had done something sinister.

"My hands are cold." Ning Zhi was cheeky and didn't dare to move her hands, she explained, "I just warm my hands."

She didn't believe it herself.

Lu Jue pursed his lips, and under the dim warm light, his long eyelashes trembled, and in the quiet room, he groaned in a low, hoarse voice.

Ning Zhi's face was hot, she silently retracted her hand, "Thank you, my hand is warm."

Lu Jue felt a little comfortable, but also a little uncomfortable, and there was a puzzled look in the beautiful peach blossom eyes.

Under the quilt, Lu Jue put his hand on the position Ning Zhifang had just now, without feeling anything.

He turned around and faced Ning Zhi, "Post again, warm your hands."

Post it again to warm your hands.

Ning Zhi:  …

What a naive child.

"Are you taking the initiative to warm my hands?" Ning Zhi felt that he was very much like a wicked person who hooked up good children and bad things.

Lu Jue's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he seemed to squeeze out a sound from his throat, "Hmm."

For the sake of Little Sun, Ning Zhi cheekily leaned over again, her hand slipped into Lu Jue's quilt from her own bed, and easily placed it under his pajamas.

The moment she touched his skin, she felt his muscles tighten instantly.

Ning Zhi raised his eyes to look at Lu Jue, only to see that his eyes were dark and wet, and five little suns popped up above his head!

It seemed that he really liked her to touch him here.

Her hand moved slightly, and a little sun popped up again!

And Lu Jue snorted heavily, as if uncomfortable, but also as comfortable.

Ning Zhi's face was hot, and she felt that the skin under her palm was also very hot.

After touching it for a while, she got two more small suns one after another, and then no small suns popped up.