Chapter 14 Naked

Lunch is a special modified Italian meal: oily hot pasta and curry beef pizza.

Gina is from New Delhi. After working, she immigrated to her family.

Even though I have lived there for more than ten years, I still prefer curry and spices to choose taste.

And because of this insignificant little reason, Jian Muwan changed her view and looked at her directly.

He should be a rare white man in India, with a slightly fat body, rosy cheeks, and a very rich appearance.The brown hair was wet with the rain and tied into a shiny bun behind the head.

Maybe I think the dining table is too quiet, with only the sound of a knife and fork tapping the bottom of the dish.

Gina coughed and activated a classic opening remark: Where did you come from?

I am Su Cheng. Seeing that she had no intention of speaking, Jiang also replied that she is Nancheng.All in the south.

Gina nodded: Are you a couple?

This question is offensive.

It means that it has nothing to do with experience or intersection, and they still match in the most superficial way of getting along.

Where to match?

Jian Muwan was a little annoyed.

She had already made a conclusion about the criteria for choosing a spouse.

How old are you older, external quality is the foundation.

The most important thing is to be motivated and self-disciplined, to have achieved excellent achievements in certain professional fields, and to have something worthy of admiration.

Therefore, Jian Muwan looked down on Jiang.

Relying on his family’s wealth, he easily gave up the admission notice from higher education institutions and came abroad to get a diploma.

Nothing has been achieved so far.Occasionally, I see my circle of friends, and I am all about positioning and photos from all over the world, which is comfortable and casual.They are incompatible with their student activities for exams, study and internships.

He is not worthy of her.

Jian Muwan raised his head from the plate and quickly cut the boundary: No.

Jiang also lowered his head to eat, and the noodles wrapped in red sauce were rolled around the tip of the fork, and he seemed to have heard nothing, and he did nothing.

Gina immediately sat up straight: Sorry.

It doesn't matter.He answered this sentence.

A bad misunderstanding that directs a lunch to a dull atmosphere again.

Jian Muwan took the lead in putting down his fork: I'm done.

There was not much left or much left on the plate, and the outstanding taste was much more slim due to the prejudice against the palm.

Jiang also looked over: Not delicious?

ordinary.Holding up the plate, she spoke while standing.Jianxiu's chin faced him and commented condescendingly, it was too oily.

The opposite nodded seriously, I remember, I will improve it next time.

I think he has something in his words, but just looking at the surface, I can't find anything.

Jian Muwan walked into the kitchen, poured the food residue from the bowl into the trash can, cleaned the tableware, and returned to the bedroom.They had lunch late, and it was almost five o'clock, the sky was dark and there was no sunset.

The underwear for two days finally reached the critical point. She couldn't bear it and walked into the bathroom, took off and took a pleasant hot shower.In the water vapor smell of bergamot, wrap it in a bathrobe and relax your body and mind.

The bathrobe is long and the calves are quite safe.

Jian Muwan washed his clothes, hanged them on the radiator, and then covered them with a bath towel, for fear that Jiang would see them.

After the arrangement was made, I checked inside and outside for a few seconds before I got into the quilt, sat on the pillow, opened the included famous artists' painting process, and looked carefully.

Midway through, Jiang also knocked on the door and informed him to have supper.

She said she wouldn't eat it, and then paused before she took a step away.

After a while, Jiang also knocked on the door again to use the bathroom to take a shower.

The attention of studying the drag mark on the drawing was briefly grabbed, and the body was sitting upright involuntarily, following him, from the door to the bathroom, two or three steps.

I still deliberately reminded me: The bath towel on the radiator is mine.

OK.There was a reply from the door.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief and his eyes returned to the screen.

The sound of drizzling water flowing from the bathroom covers the low-frequency noise in the phone, forcing the concentrated thoughts to spread.

Every stroke and every color completely turned into the warm yellow in the afterglow of the left eye, and large patches of land were stained in the dry air in the shape of a cloud of mist.

At this moment, the brain only allows you to imagine slightly hot bath water, leaving traces of white mist on the translucent glass of pear pattern.

Trying to correct your thoughts, but failed.Jian Muwan no longer wasted time, threw his phone at the head of the bed, slid into the fluffy quilt, and instead went to bed.

It's not time to fall asleep on the biological clock, just simply close your eyes.

Visually blinded, the other four senses are clearer.

In my ears, I heard the sound of water shut and the bathroom door opened; I smelled the damp and hot water vapor at the tip of my nose, and the smell of bergamot.

The next moment, the bed on the right fell, and Jiang also turned over, forcing her to open her eyes again and examine her with caution.

The forehead is slightly wet and the cheeks are clean.There was still an undissipated heat in my dark eyes.

Wearing a white T-shirt, she was fulfilling her promise, sitting peacefully on the other side of the bed, with the pillow crossing the middle, half an arm away from her.

After only half a second of peace of mind, he asked: Can you give me half of the quilt?

Jian Muwan's answer was an incredible expression on his face.

My jacket and sweatshirt are wet and are still drying.When he explained, he lay on his side.The pillow blocked half of the face, and only the wet right eye could be seen.

He whispered: Because it was a big bed, the B&B did not prepare a second quilt.

What does it have to do with me...?

Jian Muwan's words only opened one head and were interrupted by a violent cough.

...Sorry, he has a nasal sound, I seem to have a cold.If you mind, it doesn't matter, I can cover the bath towel.

oh.

She closed her eyes again and fell asleep without empathy.

What a joke.

It is already a perfect end to bed with kindness and righteousness, and you still have to be more impatient and cover a quilt?

I simply said that I would let her move out of the bedroom.

She rolled her eyes in her heart and fell asleep.

A uniform breathing sound came from the left hand, and Jiang listened, angry and laughed.

He shouted a few names to confirm that she was sleeping completely. He grabbed the quilt under her and pulled it to him with his fingers.

He knew that Jian Muwan's sleep quality has always been very good.

The sleeping person instinctively confronts him.

A quilt was stretched and stretched, and the folds were constantly tightened, loosened, and tensed again. In the end, Jiang also used five points of force, and the thin human figure rolled over and rolled to his side with the quilt, half-lying.

She has crossed the line.

Long black hair, scattered on the white pillows like a waterfall, is like seaweed in the water, lush and soft.

Jiang was also determined to stuff the quilt back, so that she would mistakenly think that she was crossing the line tomorrow morning and struggled and worried.

He held the corner of the quilt with his hand, and stuffed it back under her.

As he crossed his waist, something gently scratched his fingers and back.

Curly, thin and soft, the touch is too strange, it is stronger than a cat's beard, and it scratches it into the heart.

He simply lifted the quilt to see

That moment was called a flash of lightning and chaos.

Blood surged to the top of the skull, and the ears were buzzing, and the gauze of the famous night was covered in front of me. Everything in my eyes was blurred, leaving only the color blocks used for reverie.

White, pink, black.

When they are mixed with each other, they can form round and plump breasts, fine and soft pubic hair, and moist and warm labia.

Unreservedly, naked in front of Jiang Ye.

The loose bathrobe is more like a catalyst for adding lust.The collar pressed against the pink breast tip and fell down, half of the areola was hidden in the shadow.

The breathing became heavy, and it was hard to tell whether it was desire or panic.

Jiang just immediately covered the quilt back, his fingers trembled slightly, as if he had wrapped a valuable gift that had been broken in advance, tightly, carefully, and gently pushed her back to her original sleeping position.