Jian Qing's smile on the corner of his lips froze, and for a while, he gritted his teeth, "So what?"

"So, you'll wear this tonight." Quan Jingwu shook the nightgown in his hand and said softly.

It turned out that he was waiting for her here, Jian Qing felt that he had been plotted against by him again, and was full of anger.

"Change the conditions." She turned her head and said in a muffled voice.

"Wear my shirt?"

Jian Qing frowned, "Are you so annoying?"

Quan Jingwu leaned against the closet, raised his thin lips, waiting for her to make a decision.

"Wear it, what's so great about it?" Jian Qing snatched the nightgown from his hand, glared at him and said viciously.

The nightgown was a little longer than his shirt. Whoever asked her to agree to him was that sooner or later, she would definitely win back the game.

As he watched the bathroom door being thrown up, a low laugh came out from his thin red lips, and his confusing eyes were stained with starry smiles.

"Tu tuk--"

The knock on the door sounded, and it was the waiter from the villa who brought the things over.

"Just Jing, this is the fruit wine prepared by the villa for every guest, and it is specially brewed in the villa." Seeing that the person who opened the door was Quan Jingwu, the waiter almost couldn't hold the fruit wine in his hand.

Quan Jingwu reached out to grab it, the waiter nodded respectfully, and quickly left.

Just put the fruit wine on the table, the next second, the bathroom door was pushed open.

A white figure walked out of the bathroom.

Quan Jingwu turned around, and the scene in front of him made him stunned for a moment, his throat tightened involuntarily.

The suspender pajamas wrapped the woman's delicate body, the legs exposed by the knee-length skirt were snow-white and slender, the long ink hair spread on the shoulders, the hair was wet and some water droplets, and the delicate collarbone shone with an attractive light under the light.

This was the first time she wore a skirt in front of him, but it was damn heart-wrenching.

"Was anyone here just now?" Jian Qing asked while wiping her hair.

A star ignited in the depths of Quan Jingwu's eyes, and he walked towards her calmly, raised his hand and took the turban in her hand.

"Xiao Jing?" Jian Qing raised his head and accidentally met his purple eyes, and his heartbeat suddenly dripped.

I always feel that the little scenery tonight seems a little different.

Quan Jingwu nodded, took over her job, and gently wiped her hair.

Jian Qing stood obediently, letting him wipe her hair. The warm yellow light hit the two of them, and a faint warmth gradually spread.

After wiping for a while, he felt that his hair was no longer dripping. Jian Qing raised his hand to stop him, "Xiao Jing, I'll do the rest by myself. You go and take a shower first."

Hearing this, his mouth curled up, leaned over and leaned closer to her ear, opened and closed his thin lips, and a low and matte magnetic voice overflowed.

"Good baby, the skirt is very suitable for you!"

After speaking, he stood up straight, took the prepared nightgown and walked towards the bathroom.

Jian Qing's eyes flashed a little dull until the sound of the bathroom door closing came, and then he came to his senses.

He just said that the skirt is very suitable for her, so is this a turning point praising her?

Looking back at the closed bathroom door, she chuckled.

Sitting down on the sofa, looking up, I saw a bottle of wine on the table. The transparent crystal bottle was filled with a red liquid. The color combination was very strong and it was eye-catching.

Could it be just delivered?

She reached out and pulled out the bottle plug. A faint fruity fragrance broke into her nose, which smelled very nice.

Fruit wine?

Jian Qing's eyes turned, he took the cup and poured half a cup.

After a sip, the mellow aroma of wine bloomed with a hint of sweetness in the taste buds. Jian Qing took a few sips in a row, and half a cup of fruit wine was about to reach the bottom in an instant.

When Quan Jingwu came out of the bathroom, he saw the woman's face flushed and drowsy look on the sofa. His eyes touched the wine bottle that was already open on the table, and he immediately understood.

He walked over quickly and reached out to grab the wine glass in her hand, but she hid it.

"Xiao Jing, this wine is delicious!" Jian Qing looked at him with a blurry look, his delicate face shining with a brilliant smile.

Everyone around Jian Qing knows that Jian Qing must not drink wine. Although they are not drunk, they are dizzy, especially after dizzy, they feel like they have become a different person.

"Good baby, give me the cup." Quan Jingwu held her hand and coaxed her softly, "Good, let go."

Jian Qing, who was slightly drunk, didn't go crazy and obediently let go of her hand and smiled at Quan Jingwu, "Xiao Jing, I want to eat chocolate."

Quan Jingwu pushed the cup and wine away, reached out and carried her into her arms, and stroked her messy hair with her big hands. "It's too late, I'll eat it tomorrow."

The drunk Jian Qing looked like a lazy and harmless Persian cat, with a red face pressing against Quan Jingwu's chest. Qing's eyes blinked, and curled eyelashes brushed across his chest, causing his purple eyes to shine.

"Xiao Jing!" She narrowed her eyes and crawled into his arms, and her soft red lips brushed across his clearly textured chest.

Quan Jingwu's five fingers, which froze, and his breathing became rapid unconsciously. He lowered his head and buried it in her neck, and said in a hoarse voice, "Good baby, don't move!"

If he moves around again, he doesn't guarantee that he can sit in his arms without being confused.

"I don't, I want chocolate, I want chocolate!" Feeling the man's warm breathing, Jian Qing couldn't help but become soft and muttered to ask for chocolate.

"Then, do you want chocolate or me, huh?" Quan Jingwu took her earlobe in her mouth and said in a seductive voice.

"Everything... all!" Jian Qing burped cutely, and her body was covered with a faint fragrance of fruit wine.

He pursed his thin lips, as if he was a little dissatisfied with the answer, and coaxed him again, "Good baby, can you only choose one, do you want me or chocolate?"

"Chocolate!" Before she thought about it for two seconds, she said vaguely.

In her heart, is he better than a piece of broken chocolate?

Quan Jingwu frowned and dug her out of his arms, allowing her to meet his eyes, "Good baby, see clearly, who am I?"

Jian Qing tugged her lips and smiled, raised her hand to touch his face, "Quan Jingwu!"

Well, it seems that I am not drunk enough to recognize others.

"Will you want Kwon Kyogo or chocolate?" he asked unwillingly.

"Quan Jingwu!" As he said, his little head slowly lowered, feeling like she was about to fall asleep in minutes.

Hearing this, a charming arc appeared on the corner of Quan Jingwu's mouth, and then asked, "Why did Quan Jingwu choose?"

"Because..." Jian Qing shook his head, thought hard, and finally put in three words that made him laugh and cry.

"He looks good."

Quan Jingwu held her around her moving body so that she would not fall down.

"Xiao Jing, you've hurt me." Her little face became a ball, and her white little hands were fumbled around him.

Not sure what she felt, she felt her palm burning and a little doubt appeared on her face.

"So amazing!"

She touched her gently, but found that something strange came from her palm, which made her eyes lit up.
Chapter completed!