Jiang Zhimiao knew that Shen Zhuowen had other thoughts when he said those words.

But she never expected that he would be such a beast.

He was such a beast that even after leaving the bathroom, she still had to call him a beast in her heart.

Jiang Zhimiao lowered her head and looked at her weak legs, then at the bed one meter away from her, her lips slightly pursed in a straight line.

The man's wet and hot arms were attached to her waist. She subconsciously started to look back.

Shen Zhuowen asked , " Is the reaction so big?"

Jiang Zhimiao whispered , " Have you forgotten what you just did in the bathroom?"

Shen Zhuowen , " What did you do?"

Seeing him deliberately pretending to be stupid, Jiang Zhimiao was furious. She turned her head and fell silent.

Shen Zhuowen only felt it was funny. He didn't say anything and carried Jiang Zhimiao to bed in a cross-body hug.

The scream was on the tip of his tongue, and Jiang Zhimiao almost screamed.

But the moment her back touched the soft quilt, she froze and made no sound.

The woman nestled into the bed and looked at him without blinking. Her long hair fell down by her sides like a waterfall. She looked at him docilely and obediently. Her face was white and glowing due to the steam in the bathroom. It was also because of this, The bright red slap marks on her face were contrasted more clearly, making her look pitiful.

Shen Zhuowen's eyes darkened for a moment, and he leaned forward, with the lines of his male dog's waist highlighted.

The fragrance in the bathroom just now overflowed into her mind. The man grabbed her hand and leaned against the wall. The water was filled with mist, and it was hard to tell whose breathing was coming. They were kissing, and both of them were honest with each other . ..

The next moment, the screen changed.

It was the scene where he picked her up and washed her in the water.

Jiang Zhimiao's cheeks turned red. He lowered his eyes nervously and tightened his lip lines.

However, the man's hand only stayed on the side of her face.

Jiang Zhimiao was startled by the feeling of his rough fingertips rubbing across his skin, then opened his eyes and looked over.

Shen Zhuowen's eyes were focused and serious, and he could faintly see traces of pity.

His deep and introverted black pupils were raised slightly, their gazes intertwined, as if he wanted to suck her into his eyes.

Jiang Zhimiao could feel his heartbeat suddenly missing a beat.

The reason why people use the word "falling in love" when it comes to love is because they can't control their own feelings and can only watch their own sinking soberly. Now she suddenly had this illusion and fell soberly in his eyes. In the eyes.

No one can resist a man with eyes like this.

Even a veteran in love can't do it.

What's more, Jiang Zhimiao was just involved in a love affair.

Her long, crow-green eyelashes were hanging down, and she was about to speak.

Shen Zhuowen had already stood up.

The hot breath spreads and the cyclone turns.

Jiang Zhimiao looked over again and saw Shen Zhuowen leaving the bedroom. His footsteps grew closer and farther away, becoming increasingly inaudible until the range hood in the kitchen sounded.

Blinking her dry eyes, she sat up wrapped in quilt.

Looking around, Jiang Zhimiao walked to the cloakroom, turned on the small light, and changed into pajamas.

His eyes fell on the corner of the closet he saw last time.

That necklace should have been given to Jiang Renqi last time.

The turbulent emotions returned instantly, pouring into the limbs and bones, cooling down together with the dark and cold night, and seeping into the bone marrow.

Jiang Zhimiao's face was as calm as water, and he was looking at the corner of the cupboard.

She considers herself not a smart person, but she is sober enough.

——She and Shen Zhuowen have never been in the same circle and cannot be together.

There is no future.

So after a brief period of sinking, she almost instinctively reminded herself what kind of person Shen Zhuowen was, and he had no shortage of women by his side.

Moreover, she had her own purpose in getting close to him.

When Jiang Zhimiao returned to bed again, Shen Zhuowen came over with a boiled egg wrapped in a towel.

She was stunned, "For me?"

Shen Zhuowen didn't answer and asked , " Do you want to go to work tomorrow with your five fingerprints?"

After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Zhimiao took the egg and said sincerely , " Thank you, Mr. Shen. I didn't expect such a good thing to happen late at night."

Shen Zhuowen hummed noncommittally.

Jiang Yunyun's position was on the upper side. Jiang Zhimiao rolled the towel back and forth. The heat was steaming and the pain subsided.

Then, she noticed Shen Zhuowen's gaze.

Jiang Zhimiao's pajamas are in slings. If he raises his wrist and then lowers it, the small scar on his elbow will be exposed. This was after being pushed by Ma Haoran. The injury on his elbow did not heal, but he was pushed again by Shen Zhuoxu. Once upon a time, scars left after repeated injuries.

Jiang Zhimiao rubbed his elbow awkwardly and said softly , " Actually, I didn't expect it to leave scars. I also changed the dressing properly at the beginning."

Shen Zhuowen said , " I discovered one thing -"

Jiang Zhimiao , " What?"

"You always seem to be injured or bullied." Shen Zhuowen said , " Have you never reflected on yourself?"

Jiang Zhimiao , "... "

She pursed her lips, a little unconvinced , " Why should I reflect on myself?"

As he spoke, the emotions that were suppressed in his heart swept up. Jiang Zhimiao said half-jokingly and half-seriously , " I seem to have major injuries and minor injuries only after meeting Mr. Shen. Maybe it was Mr. Shen who suppressed me."

Shen Zhuowen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Jiang Zhimiao also bit her lower lip and refused to speak. She raised her eyes and met his gaze, with a bit of grievance appearing in her eyes.

Time passes minute by minute.

Jiang Zhimiao avoided Shen Zhuowen's gaze first, lowered his eyes, and leaned sideways into the bed, with his back facing him, making it clear that he didn't want to talk to him.

Shen Zhuowen curled his lips, walked to the other side and got on the bed.

Jiang Zhimiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She was tired enough in the bathroom, and now she was lying on the bed and was about to close her eyes.

The sleepy Jiang Zhimiao was completely unaware of the approach of the person behind him.

The scorching heat source pressed against the shoulder blades, and the man's breath pressed against the tips of his ears. His hands slipped into the quilt and placed on Jiang Zhimiao's slender waist to rub.

Once, and again.

It's so disturbing that I can't sleep at all.

Jiang Zhimiao opened his eyes, looked sideways, and muttered , " Will you let me sleep?"

Shen Zhuowen asked , " Should I defeat you?"

Jiang Zhimiao remained silent.

The man's delicate kiss fell on the base of her ear, which was a little itchy. His hand lifted up her pajamas and moved up an inch.

In the silent darkness, ambiguity flows.

Jiang Zhimiao grabbed his hand and compromised , " No, you can't control me."

Shen Zhuowen lowered his eyes, "Then why don't you look at me and say this."

Just one topic, endless.

She didn't think she was talking nonsense, after all, after getting along with Shen Zhuowen, she had indeed been injured more often.

Turning around, she put her shoulder against Shen Zhuowen's chest, raised her head, and said , " You can't control me, it's my nonsense. I like Mr. Shen the most——"

Before she could finish the last word, Shen Zhuowen's kiss covered her lips.

At the same time, his palms touched her cheeks, not allowing her to stray from his gaze for a moment.

Breathe long-term replacement.

The woman whimpered a few times, but the man clasped her palm.

"Do you want to follow me?" he asked.