A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 233: Deep Love, Overflowing

After Huo Yan finished muttering, he tilted his head and fell asleep.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her on the bed, leaned over to pull her down, patted her face and said:

"How can I not take a shower after going out today? Be good and wait a little longer. It will be quick, okay?"

Huo Yan opened his eyes and closed them again the next second.

My brain can't work at all. I'm so sleepy.

Zhuang Zhoucheng tossed Huo Yan around, pinching and touching her, and she fell asleep completely.

No matter what he did, she just wouldn't move. She wanted to sleep!

Zhuang Zhoucheng was helpless, pinched her face and said:

"After running around outside all day, I have to change my clothes before going to bed."

I had to do this myself. I turned up the air conditioner to a very high temperature, and when the room warmed up, I stripped the person naked.

Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at Huo Yan. Her fair and tender skin really hurt his eyes.

He immediately pulled the quilt over her to prevent her from catching a cold.

Then he turned and went into the locker room, where Huo Yan's clothes were also found. He took out a thin robe, wrapped the person in it, and dragged him into the quilt.

"Yan Yan, little pig..."

Zhuang Zhoucheng leaned on her, pinched her face, leaned over and kissed her repeatedly, overflowing with deep love. He rubbed her face twice before turning over and getting out of bed.

Zhuang Zhoucheng is a bit of a germaphobe and won't go to bed without washing himself clean.

That is Huo Yan. If it were someone else, would they go into his house without changing clothes after going out?

Don't even think about it!

I have really been tolerant of Huo Yan to a certain extent.

When Zhuang Zhoucheng went to bed, Huo Yan had already fallen asleep in some Javanese country.

His mouth was slightly open, his face was flushed, his hands were unconsciously stretched out because of the heat, and he was sleeping crookedly, which was funny and cute.

Zhuang Zhoucheng leaned against her and stared at Huo Yan. Why did he love her so much?

He lay down, took Huo Yan's whole body into his arms, kissed her face again and again, then hung her on him tightly and fell asleep contentedly.

In the morning, I got up at nine o'clock.

Huo Yan's messy hair looked like a bird's nest. She looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng with two red lumps on her face.

That's because the air conditioner is on, and it's not ventilated, so it's stuffy.

Zhuang Zhoucheng put the clothes next to her. Huo Yan took the inner clothes into the quilt and put them on quietly, including the thick sweater and pants.

Then he climbed out of bed, looked around with his coat in hand for a long time, and sighed:

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, why are your clothes getting uglier and uglier? I actually don't like dark and gloomy colors."

Just like what Ali said, wearing dark colors will affect your mood.

"Clothes are for keeping warm. If you don't like them, don't wear them." Zhuang Zhoucheng said in a deep voice.

Huo Yan curled his lips, and after a long while, he muttered softly:

"Well, everyone else buys their own clothes, can't I choose my own? The clothes you have here are all so ugly..."

Huo Yan pushed the clothes open.

Don't want to wear it.

I took the socks that were placed aside, looked at them, and threw them on the ground.

"Can I wear the clothes from my room?"

Half of the clothes in her room are beautiful.

That was what Zhuang Zhoucheng prepared to wear when he was not going out.

But she has never stayed here without going out. Have those clothes become decorations?

"If it gets dirty, I'll wash it myself." Huo Yan still spoke in a low voice, afraid of being embarrassed.

Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at her sideways, and Huo Yan stuck out her tongue:

"I didn't say anything."

"Don't dawdle, come down in ten minutes."

Zhuang Zhoucheng spoke in a gloomy voice and left immediately after he finished speaking.

Huo Yan fell on the bed with a bang, feeling that his life was so miserable. No wonder Ali was so obsessed with his present life.

Compared to her, Ali is living in heaven!