Sweet Beauty

This time, Liang Zixuan was not nervous at all. Not only was she not nervous, but she was also very cooperative. When Han Yuanjun teased her, she did not retreat at all.

The fire in Han Yuanjun's body was completely ignited by her. When his heavy breath landed on her soft skin, it was as if it was burning hot.

Han Yuanjun was holding his breath as he looked up to see a smile on her face. That smile was extremely bad, so bad that it made his teeth itch. "Little girl, are you doing this on purpose?"

Liang Zixuan innocently blinked her eyes. "What on purpose? I'm right here, and I'm even cooperating with you. "

Han Yuanjun: "...."

In the past, it was always him who teased her up, making her want to burn herself alive, and then could only lie in his embrace and sniffed like a kitten. Now, she was getting better, she couldn't easily be fooled and instead left him in a dilemma.

As Han Yuanjun thought of this, he was eager to give it a try and scared her. With a charming smile, he said, "Sure, looks like I'm too accommodating. You already know to take a step forward!"

Liang Zixuan looked at him, her eyes twinkling like stars. "You're talking about yourself, aren't you?"

She was afraid that it was not enough and purposely provoked him. "Go on, I won't stop you."

Han Yuanjun: "...."

When did this girl become so bad!

He really wanted to get ahead of himself, but …

But he still couldn't get past that part in his heart!

F*ck!

Han Yuanjun rolled over and lay down next to her. He took his pant off the ground and took out his cigarette and lighter, then put the cigarette in his mouth. He turned his head to look at Liang Zixuan angrily, lit a cigarette, and took a long drag.

"You can smoke?" Liang Zixuan covered herself with the blanket and sat up, staring unblinkingly at Han Yuanjun's smoking actions. She saw his sexy Adam's apple moving up and down and the smoke ring coming out of his cold and thin lips.

Han Yuanjun's face was hidden behind the lingering smoke, and his eyes were very bright. "I never said I didn't know how to smoke."

He glanced at Liang Zixuan and suddenly asked, "You don't like your man smoking?"

Liang Zixuan bent her legs and pulled the blanket up to her shoulders. She looked at Han Yuanjun and smiled. "I don't like it. I used to hate men who smoke in front of me, but I think the way you smoke is super cool, it's really handsome!"

A smoke was puffed out from Han Yuanjun's mouth. He then chuckled, "Did you eat too much honey before coming here? Your mouth is so sweet."

Liang Zixuan snorted and rested her head on Han Yuanjun's shoulder. Her little hands caressed his bent legs insincerely. "But you better not smoke too much. Smoking will hurt your body."

Her hands were so close to Han Yuanjun's junior that he could feel the warmth of her touch. Han Yuanjun took a deep breath, put out the cigarette in the ashtray, turned around, and tapped on her forehead lightly. "Scoundrel, how come I didn't know you had become so bad?"

Liang Zixuan pretended to be innocent and touched him with her forearm. "When did I become so bad?"

Han Yuanjun gasped again. He really couldn't take it anymore and gritted his teeth angrily. "I'll take a shower! I'll deal with you when I get back!"

Liang Zixuan watched him get off the bed and quickly walked to the bathroom. She then sat on the bed, laughing.

Han Yuanjun could still hear her proud laughter even when the water was dripping down his head. His lips were curled up a little and he smiled in satisfaction.

Liang Zixuan had a maturity that did not suit her age. If a person did not know her true age when they saw how she's dealing with others, they would probably find it hard to believe that she was just a twenty-year-old little girl.

It was as if she had tied herself up in a tight net, so tight that no one could get close to her.

But now, she was becoming more and more like a little girl in front of him. She would act like a spoiled child and cause trouble to him, slowly becoming dependent on him.

Han Yuanjun liked her that way, and he believed that even if he broke her net, he could still protect her from anyone else.

Walking out of the bathroom, Han Yuanjun saw that Liang Zixuan was already wearing her clothes and was sitting on the bed with her head lowered, looking at her phone.

He walked over with a dry towel in his hand, wiping his hair. "Didn't I tell you to wait for me? Why are you wearing your clothes?"

As he spoke, he sat down beside her, resting his bare chest against her arm.

Liang Zixuan smiled and nudged him with her elbow. "I was afraid you would take a cold shower for a second time."

Her proud expression caused Han Yuanjun's eyebrows to twitch. He really wanted to take her clothes off and keep teasing her.

Liang Zixuan put down her phone and pushed the clothes she had prepared earlier into his arms. "Wear it quickly. With the air conditioner turned on, it's easy to catch a cold."

Han Yuanjun threw the towel in his hand to the ground, then stood with his hands wide open. "Wear it for me."

Liang Zixuan: "...."

They haven't even married yet and he's already ordering her around?

Liang Zixuan sat there without moving, her eyes fixed on him as she sized him up from top to bottom. "Aiyo, your figure isn't bad!"

Han Yuanjun's eyelids jumped. He felt that he had been set up. He looked at her and a faint smile appeared on his face. "Is it pretty good?"

Liang Zixuan leaned back and looked at Han Yuanjun teasingly. "You have broad shoulders and narrow waist, a perfect triangular figure. You look skinny when you wear clothes. Tsk, tsk, tsk, a model's figure!"

Han Yuanjun was really thick-skinned. He didn't feel embarrassed when someone stared at him in such a straightforward manner. He even walked over to suppress Liang Zixuan.

Liang Zixuan quickly pressed her hand to his chest, and with her other hand, she pushed his clothes towards him. "Alright, I'm scared of you. Just wear your clothes."

Han Yuanjun raised his eyebrows proudly. He stood up and looked at his clothes. "Put on my underwear for me first."

Liang Zixuan froze for a moment. Her gaze fell on his boxer and her scalp went numb. "No way. You want me to do this?"

Han Yuanjun smiled wickedly. "Right! Come on, I'm going to have a cold if you dilly-dally any longer."

Liang Zixuan picked up his boxer and walked over gloomily. Her face was red. "Raise your feet."

Han Yuanjun lifted his left foot and went in. Liang Zixuan supported him on the other side and he raised his right foot and went in. She then turned around and was about to give him his jeans.

Seeing he didn't move, Liang Zixuan gritted her teeth in anger. "Raise it yourself! Do you want me to do that as well?!"

Han Yuanjun just stood there without moving. His deep gaze fell on her face, full of oppression.

It was very obvious that if Liang Zixuan didn't help him, he wouldn't move!

She lost, okay. She lost!

Liang Zixuan had admitted defeat. In terms of face, hers was really not as thick as him!