Chapter 182: Breath of mature man ...

After closing the bathroom door, Song Wen couldn't help but take two deep breaths. The problem of fast heartbeat was relieved.
When she thought about what might happen between her and Jiangbeihan after she went out, her mind was a little tangled ...
This man's physical strength is very good!
And the point is, she couldn't resist his temptation every time ...
Sometimes, she didn't want to have anything to do with him at first, but ... in the end, she always melted into his arms easily.
For this kind of self, Song Wenxin felt helpless, but he couldn't change it.
With such a tangled mood, Song Wenxin took a long bath.
By the time she finished showering, taking a shower, changing her dress, and blowing her hair out of the bathroom, it was zero in the morning.
Seeing her come out, Jiang Beihan put down the English book in his hand and looked at the time.
"Song Wenxin, if you come out a few minutes later, I will go in!" He glanced at her, then said scornfully.
If it weren't for the sound coming from the bathroom, he thought she was faint!
"I blew my hair, so it took a lot of time ..." Song Wenxin reached out and touched the long hair just washed, and then laughed.
At this time, Jiang Beihan suddenly sat up, raised his hand, and lifted the quilt beside him!
"Come here!" He raised his eyes and glanced at her, then said in a commanding tone!
It's late and it's time to rest!
Wen Yan said that Song Wenxin was a stunner again.
The atmosphere tonight made her feel weird ...
Especially when Jiang Beihan asked her to go to bed

She moved, then walked slowly, went to the other side of the bed, took off her slippers, and climbed up.
She adjusted her body, covered her quilt, and lay down slowly.
Gaze unconsciously looked at Jiang Beihan beside him.
Seeing her laying down obediently, Jiangbei's cold and stern face showed a satisfied expression. He raised his hand and turned off the lamp!
He tickled his lips, then suddenly turned over, then reached out and wrapped her around her, hugging her.
Immediately after that, he lowered his head, buried the tip of his nose into her hair, and sniffed the scent of fragrance in her hair ... A glance of satisfaction passed through his eyes!
Song Wen felt nervous and nervous.
"Don't move, let me hug!" Jiang Beihan's deep voice whispered softly in her ear.
Song Wenxin looked at him in surprise, and to her surprise, Jiang Beihan did nothing but just slept quietly.
He waited for her, let her come back, just simply let her rest with him?
She thought ... it seemed that she thought too much, and Song Wenxin was in distress for a while ...
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She was held by Jiangbeihan and snuggled in her arms. At this moment, the tip of her nose was also full of the breath of mature man on him.
This breath disturbed her heart, but made her feel inexplicably safe.
She was enjoying it, taking in the breath of him.
Unlike the case of insomnia last night, this time, she fell asleep at ease ...
It turned out that this man's hug was so comfortable ...
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In the early morning, the whole city gradually quieted down.
Only a few cars passed by on the road.
Song Jiamu's car stopped quietly on the side of the road.
He sat in the car, frowning all the time, and lit a cigarette.
And his gaze was still on the window across the building.