However, in the face of such a terrifying scene, Huang Xinying did not think about escaping, but met it fearlessly.

Because at this moment, the man is naked!

It's exactly one, a high-definition realistic version of the human body.

He didn't even wear shoes, and his body was still steaming, and bean-sized droplets of water kept sliding down his bloodthirsty chest, flowing through his tight and firm lower abdomen, and then all the way down...

If you try to ignore his dark handsome face and the terrifying anger around him, the whole picture is a beautiful man out of the bath!

"Why did you come out like this?" Huang Xinying rushed to him, and her reproachful tone was more with a hint of fear.

He didn't wear any clothes, so he ran out like this, how much stimulation did he have to be irrational to be like this?

Huang Xinying thought with palpitations, fortunately there was no maid at home, and Aunt Tong was still busy in the kitchen, otherwise seeing this scene, the consequences... She couldn't even think about it.

At worst, the eyes are not protected! In the worst case, life is not guaranteed!

She gave him a panting look, her chest still fluctuating and undulating, obviously frightened, and her face was as white as paper.

Hearing her reproachful words, the man did not speak, but stared at her silently, and a sense of grievance arose in his heart.

In the eyes as deep as a whirlpool, a strong light of resentment and anger burst out, and the cold air around her turned into a resentment of dissatisfaction with her in an instant, and she even forgot to be angry.

"Go back to your room and put your clothes on." Huang Xinying glanced up at him worriedly and said to him softly.

However, the man remained indifferent, always kept his eyes open without saying a word, looking at her, exuding an aura of resentment as if he had been abandoned, as if he was silently accusing her of her crimes.

Huang Xinying frowned, he couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt when he saw it, she took his hand without a trace of hesitation, and walked straight to the bedroom.

The soft and boneless little hands, with her exclusive heat, wrapped his big palm, like a warm sun, shining in his heart, and the warm light wrapped his heart that had been frozen for thousands of years.

The man did not struggle at all, but held her hand harder and let her lead him forward.

The gloomy face has a faint tendency to turn clear.

He looked at her back quietly, his eyebrows and eyes were so gentle that he couldn't speak, and the corners of his cold lips made a shallow arc that was not easy to detect, blooming into a beautiful smile like a flash in the pan.

After Huang Xinying led him back to the bedroom, she wanted to let go of her hand, go to the bathroom to get a clean towel to wipe his body, and take a set of pajamas for him to change into, but found that the man was holding her hand.

She looked back at him puzzled, "What's wrong?" ”

The man didn't speak, just pursed his thin lips and stared at her without saying a word.

Huang Xinying frowned, thinking, is he afraid, as soon as he lets go of his hand, she will leave him immediately?

Thinking of this, she felt amused and speechless, but when she was speechless, her heart felt like someone had been stabbed, and suddenly a sharp pain erupted.

She could clearly see that the man's eyes were as deep as a turbine, and there was still a hint of scarlet, and the bottom of the eyes was as black as ink, but there was a faint fluctuating trace of fear.

"I'm just going to get your clothes to wear." She moved the hands of the two of them, and explained in a gentle voice.