Reborn into Young Master Huo’s Little Fairy

Wen Ruan dared not move at once.

He even stopped breathing for a few minutes.

Qingli Xianchen's face flushed red, "Huo Hannian, you, you--"

Huo Hannian lowered his head and bit Wen Ruan's earlobe, "You are a medical student, don't you know that men can't provoke them in the morning?"

Wen Ruan poked his sturdy chest with an elbow, "Why did I get to your bed?"

Huo Hannian picked up a strand of blue silk on her cheeks, put it on her nose and sniffed, the faint fragrance pours into the tip of her nose, and passionate ripples linger in his chest.

He looked down at her red pinna, and a wicked smile flicked across his black eyes, "You sleepwalked last night and came here to hug me, begging me to take you in for one night."

Wen Ruan turned his head and glared at the lying man who didn't even blink his eyes.

She has no habit of sleepwalking, not to mention, even if sleepwalking, she would not say such shameful words.

Wen Ruan clenched his hand into a pink fist and smashed his chest twice, "You hate it!"

Huo Hannian grabbed the back of Wen Ruan's head and kissed her pink lips. Wen Ruan quickly raised his slender hand against his thin lips, "He didn't brush his teeth."

"dislike me?"

His eyes were too dark and deep, like two whirlpools, he wanted to **** her in deeply.

Wen Ruan put his face on his shoulder, daring not to look at him for a long time, and said softly, "I think it will be better for you to take a cold shower now."

Seeing the girl’s lightly trembling long eyelashes, Huo Hannian’s throat overflowed with a low smile, and he rubbed her hair with a big palm, "Sometimes I can’t help you."

He lifted the quilt and got up and went into the bathroom.

Looking at his back, Wen Ruan felt a little mixed in his heart.

She knows his tolerance and uncomfortableness, and knows that he restrains himself because he likes her and respects her!

Otherwise, he could be like Qin Fang and Li Yanchen, forcing or designing, using the means he can use, to know what he wants.

But he didn't!

This gave Wen Ruan a feeling of being cherished and cared by him.

There was the sound of pattering water in the bathroom, Wen Ruanchao glanced in the shower room, and there was a tall and cold figure standing in the frosted glass, the outline of wide shoulders and narrow waist was vaguely outlined.

Wen Ruan buried his face under the quilt.

The heart thumped wildly.

After a few minutes, the sound of water disappeared and the bathroom was opened.

Wen Ruan subconsciously looked up, breathing, and suddenly stopped.

Huo Hannian didn't know if it was intentional, he actually only wore a bath towel.

It was the first time Wen Ruan saw him after taking a bath. She pressed her lips tightly, and her heart almost stopped.

With a towel in his hand, he wiped his wet short hair, his typical inverted triangle figure, his chest muscles and abs without a trace of fat, so strong that he could squirt a nosebleed, and the protruding muscle lines on his arms are full of male power.

Wen Ruan slowly swept down from his angular contours and profound and handsome facial features, chest muscles, eight-pack abs, mermaid line, and two proud long legs... it makes people happy to look at.

Wen Ruan suddenly understood why some girls screamed and frantically when they watched him lift up his clothes and wipe his sweat to reveal his abdominal muscles after playing.

It's so confusing!

Wen Ruan took a pillow and hugged it in his arms, looking like he wanted to see him but he didn't dare to look.

Huo Hannian walked to the bed and looked at Wen Ruan's slightly red ears. He couldn't help being a little amused, "What's the matter, my face is so red, I have a cold?"

Wen Ruan wanted to smash the pillow on him.

He knowingly asked!

"Why don't you wear a bathrobe?"

Huo Hannian stared at her for a few seconds, slender big hands pinched her small jaw, forcing her to raise her head and look at him.

The compelling masculine breath and the fresh breath of just after taking a bath came out. With the moment he bowed his head, the cold and handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes.

Wen Ruan felt that he couldn't breathe anymore.

"Huo Hannian, what are you doing?"

As he bends, his abdominal muscles appear smoother and more beautiful.

Wen Ruan didn't know where to put her eyes, but she didn't push him away, her long eyelashes trembled softly, "Are you tempting me?"

Huo Hannian let out a low smile in his throat, slender fingers pierced her draped three thousand green silks, and kissed her flushed cheek, "What about you, are you satisfied?"

Wen Ruan raised his slender hands, gently wrapped his delicate waist, buried his small face in his shoulder, "I have never met such a satisfied one, I like it."

As he said, his fingertips lightly touched his well-defined abdominal muscles.

The next second, her hand was firmly held by him.

He pressed her under his body and bit her finger hard.

...

Qiao Ran lined up to buy the latest AJ sneakers last night.

After the purchase, she only slept for two hours before coming to find Wen Ruan.

"Ruan Ruan, accompany me to get my hair off!"

Wen Ruan nodded, "Okay."

When the two walked out of the villa, Qiao Ran found that Wen Ruan was a little silent, and his face had been red, she said suspiciously, "Ruan Ruan, you and Huo Shao..."

"No, no, don't think too much about it." He clenched his little hand unconsciously.

Qiao Ran showed a clear smile on his thin, clean face, "Oh, I get it."

Wen Ruan went to Qiao Ran's armpit, "What do you know?"

"I'm from here..."

"Don't talk nonsense, really nothing, I won't let him succeed so quickly, at most..."

"I know what you mean most."

"Ran Ran, you are bad now."

The two girls walked towards the mall with a smile.

Find a hair salon, Qiao Ran asks the hair stylist to cut her hair short.

An hour later, the stylist's satisfied voice sounded over Qiao Ran's head, "Okay."

Qiao Ran opened his eyes and looked in the mirror. At the same time, Wen Ruan, who was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine, also raised his head. Seeing Qiao Ran's new hairstyle, his eyes were full of admiration and surprise.

"Ranran, you are very suitable for shoulder-length short hair!"

Qiao Ran studied broadcast host. Because of her excellent performance at school, the counselor recommended her to do several evening news programs on a video website. The hostess could not have long hair, so Qiao Ran cut it off.

Qiao Ran was born fine and clean, with shoulder-length short hair, which perfectly set off her ancient beautiful face, gentle and elegant eyebrows, and almond-shaped eyes.

Wen Ruan discovered that after Qiao Ran learned to host the broadcast, he gained a sense of skill and neatness.

The two came out of the salon and went shopping for a while.

With the eyes of a designer, Wen Ruan chose a suit of clothes for Qiao Ran.

Back to the villa, Qiao Ran personally put on makeup.

"Wow, we Ran Ran are so beautiful today."

Wen Ruan felt in his heart that Qiao Ran is really a type that looks more and more attractive, and he is not aggressive. He will become an anchor in the future and will definitely be loved by the audience.

Boom boom boom, knocking on the door sounded.

Qin Fang leaned against the door and asked with a smile, "Two beauties, can you go now?"

Wen Ruan turned around the dressed Qiao Ran and faced Qin Fang, "Dangdang, look, Ran Ran is super beautiful today?"

Qin Fang frowned unconsciously when he saw Qiao Ran's short hairstyle.