Chapter 1435
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Song Chenxi walks slowly to Gongchen's desk and swipes her fingers across the cold desk.
The heavy wooden tabletop exudes cold sandalwood.
The suit that palace Chen changes at will before puts on president chair.
All this is strange to song Chenxi.
Suddenly, her eyes stopped somewhere.
The photo of Gong Chen and song Zhiyun is placed in the most prominent position on the desktop, reflecting a warm halo by sunlight.
Song Chenxi reaches out and holds the photo frame in her hand.
She didn't speak. She just looked at the two people in the picture.
This man is the one who hates taking pictures.
It's not hard to see that in the photos.
But even so, his exceptions were given to Zhiyun.
Quietly put the frame back to the original place, song Chenxi will be slightly astringent heart down.
Leaning against the edge of the table, turn around and face the transparent French window, and set your eyes in the distance.
At this time, just when the sun is shining, song Chenxi subconsciously opens her fingers to block the light.
The palace Chen that is wearing bath towel to walk out from the rest room just sees this scene.
As for Song Xi, the light of her eyebrows was broken, and even the light of her hands was in his eyes.
Beautiful, like the next second will disappear.
Aware of this, Gong Chen's heart beats with a thumping thump. He walks quickly, grabs song Chenxi's slender wrist and tugs at it
"Don't go!"
Song Chenxi does not check for a moment, and is brought into his arms by Gong Chen.
His low voice came from his head, and his broad chest trembled with it.
Later, she realized that Gong Chen didn't wear clothes.
Frown just want to open distance, but by his chest strong and powerful heart beat sound confused.
Once in the old house, Gong Chen often pulled her to lie on himself. With his heart beating, song Chenxi was always able to sleep soundly.
As soon as they got close to each other, Gong Chen's temple would explode like a conditioned reflex.
But this time, even so, he didn't let go.
It's like there's something to break.
"It's dripping on my face."
I do not know how long in the past, song Chenxi cold voice sounded.
Gong Chen realized that his hair was dripping.
Let go of your hand.
Did not expect the next second, song Chenxi quietly took the towel.
"Sit down."
The voice doesn't have any ups and downs, but Gong Chen just sits on the president's chair. Almost at the same time, song Chenxi reaches out and covers his head with a towel. Like every time in those years, she helps Gong Chen wipe his hair.
Maybe it's because the eyes can't see that there is no sense of security. Every time, Gong Chen comes out of the bathroom, he just wipes it and waits for her.
Over time, it seems to have become a tacit understanding between them.
In such a big space, no one spoke.
Song Chenxi quietly helps Gong Chen wipe her hair, but when Gong Chen comes back, she grabs song Chenxi by her fingers.
The discovery made him a little embarrassed.
His action is completely subconscious, but it is also because of subconscious, so it is more embarrassing for Gong Chen.
This wants to secretly move away, but for a moment, the palace Chen then gave up this idea.
Let song Chenxi act.
There was a rare peace between them.
No quarrel, no suspicion, no harm.
Soon, song Chenxi helps Gong Chen dry his hair. His body is almost reflexive. He follows the traces left by the past and kisses him lightly on the brow.
But now, after all, it's different from the past. As soon as it's finished, song Chenxi's pupils tremble and suddenly wants to get up.
Just don't wait for her to leave, someone is faster than her hand!
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Song Chenxi walks slowly to Gongchen's desk and swipes her fingers across the cold desk.
The heavy wooden tabletop exudes cold sandalwood.
The suit that palace Chen changes at will before puts on president chair.
All this is strange to song Chenxi.
Suddenly, her eyes stopped somewhere.
The photo of Gong Chen and song Zhiyun is placed in the most prominent position on the desktop, reflecting a warm halo by sunlight.
Song Chenxi reaches out and holds the photo frame in her hand.
She didn't speak. She just looked at the two people in the picture.
This man is the one who hates taking pictures.
It's not hard to see that in the photos.
But even so, his exceptions were given to Zhiyun.
Quietly put the frame back to the original place, song Chenxi will be slightly astringent heart down.
Leaning against the edge of the table, turn around and face the transparent French window, and set your eyes in the distance.
At this time, just when the sun is shining, song Chenxi subconsciously opens her fingers to block the light.
The palace Chen that is wearing bath towel to walk out from the rest room just sees this scene.
As for Song Xi, the light of her eyebrows was broken, and even the light of her hands was in his eyes.
Beautiful, like the next second will disappear.
Aware of this, Gong Chen's heart beats with a thumping thump. He walks quickly, grabs song Chenxi's slender wrist and tugs at it
"Don't go!"
Song Chenxi does not check for a moment, and is brought into his arms by Gong Chen.
His low voice came from his head, and his broad chest trembled with it.
Later, she realized that Gong Chen didn't wear clothes.
Frown just want to open distance, but by his chest strong and powerful heart beat sound confused.
Once in the old house, Gong Chen often pulled her to lie on himself. With his heart beating, song Chenxi was always able to sleep soundly.
As soon as they got close to each other, Gong Chen's temple would explode like a conditioned reflex.
But this time, even so, he didn't let go.
It's like there's something to break.
"It's dripping on my face."
I do not know how long in the past, song Chenxi cold voice sounded.
Gong Chen realized that his hair was dripping.
Let go of your hand.
Did not expect the next second, song Chenxi quietly took the towel.
"Sit down."
The voice doesn't have any ups and downs, but Gong Chen just sits on the president's chair. Almost at the same time, song Chenxi reaches out and covers his head with a towel. Like every time in those years, she helps Gong Chen wipe his hair.
Maybe it's because the eyes can't see that there is no sense of security. Every time, Gong Chen comes out of the bathroom, he just wipes it and waits for her.
Over time, it seems to have become a tacit understanding between them.
In such a big space, no one spoke.
Song Chenxi quietly helps Gong Chen wipe her hair, but when Gong Chen comes back, she grabs song Chenxi by her fingers.
The discovery made him a little embarrassed.
His action is completely subconscious, but it is also because of subconscious, so it is more embarrassing for Gong Chen.
This wants to secretly move away, but for a moment, the palace Chen then gave up this idea.
Let song Chenxi act.
There was a rare peace between them.
No quarrel, no suspicion, no harm.
Soon, song Chenxi helps Gong Chen dry his hair. His body is almost reflexive. He follows the traces left by the past and kisses him lightly on the brow.
But now, after all, it's different from the past. As soon as it's finished, song Chenxi's pupils tremble and suddenly wants to get up.
Just don't wait for her to leave, someone is faster than her hand!
Song Chenxi walks slowly to Gongchen's desk and swipes her fingers across the cold desk. The heavy wooden tabletop exudes cold sandalwood. The suit that palace Chen changes at will before puts on president chair. All this is strange to song Chenxi. Suddenly, her eyes stopped somewhere. The photo of Gong Chen and song Zhiyun is placed in the most prominent position on the desktop, reflecting a warm halo by sunlight. Song Chenxi reaches out and holds the photo frame in her hand. She didn't speak. She just looked at the two people in the picture. This man is the one who hates taking pictures. It's not hard to see that in the photos. But even so, his exceptions were given to Zhiyun. Quietly put the frame back to the original place, song Chenxi will be slightly astringent heart down. Leaning against the edge of the table, turn around and face the transparent French window, and set your eyes in the distance. At this time, just when the sun is shining, song Chenxi subconsciously opens her fingers to block the light. The palace Chen that is wearing bath towel to walk out from the rest room just sees this scene. As for Song Xi, the light of her eyebrows was broken, and even the light of her hands was in his eyes. Beautiful, like the next second will disappear. Aware of this, Gong Chen's heart beats with a thumping thump. He walks quickly, grabs song Chenxi's slender wrist and tugs at it "Don't go!" Song Chenxi does not check for a moment, and is brought into his arms by Gong Chen. His low voice came from his head, and his broad chest trembled with it. Later, she realized that Gong Chen didn't wear clothes. Frown just want to open distance, but by his chest strong and powerful heart beat sound confused. Once in the old house, Gong Chen often pulled her to lie on himself. With his heart beating, song Chenxi was always able to sleep soundly. As soon as they got close to each other, Gong Chen's temple would explode like a conditioned reflex. But this time, even so, he didn't let go. It's like there's something to break. "It's dripping on my face." I do not know how long in the past, song Chenxi cold voice sounded. Gong Chen realized that his hair was dripping. Let go of your hand. Did not expect the next second, song Chenxi quietly took the towel. "Sit down." The voice doesn't have any ups and downs, but Gong Chen just sits on the president's chair. Almost at the same time, song Chenxi reaches out and covers his head with a towel. Like every time in those years, she helps Gong Chen wipe his hair. Maybe it's because the eyes can't see that there is no sense of security. Every time, Gong Chen comes out of the bathroom, he just wipes it and waits for her. Over time, it seems to have become a tacit understanding between them. In such a big space, no one spoke. Song Chenxi quietly helps Gong Chen wipe her hair, but when Gong Chen comes back, she grabs song Chenxi by her fingers. The discovery made him a little embarrassed. His action is completely subconscious, but it is also because of subconscious, so it is more embarrassing for Gong Chen. This wants to secretly move away, but for a moment, the palace Chen then gave up this idea. Let song Chenxi act. There was a rare peace between them. No quarrel, no suspicion, no harm. Soon, song Chenxi helps Gong Chen dry his hair. His body is almost reflexive. He follows the traces left by the past and kisses him lightly on the brow. But now, after all, it's different from the past. As soon as it's finished, song Chenxi's pupils tremble and suddenly wants to get up. Just don't wait for her to leave, someone is faster than her hand!
