Chapter 30 I Just Want to Throw Myself Into His Arms and Call Me Brother

Xiao Jinhan lowered his head, and his dark chestnut eyes fell on her nails stained with red dankou.

With a bit of strength, through the shirt, I instantly felt the softness of her palm.

The lady at the front desk was directly confused.

Is this little goblin looking for her brother or her husband?

Still a huge one! ?

She was about to step forward to stop her, but when she saw the scene below, she simply forgot to stop.

Tang Yaoyao's pink and beautiful fingers gently drew a circle on his chest, and there was some indescribable laziness in her voice: "You are so tall, your feet are sore, don't invite me in Sit down?"

Everyone in the house, ranging from seventy years old to seventeen or eighteen, instantly turned into giraffes watching.

I can't wait to become a charmer again, listening to what the girl is muttering, I just think it's so sultry.

Tang Yaoyao was actually ready to be pushed away by him.

Unexpectedly, his broad palm landed on her waist, and when he took her out of the hall, the wind of walking carried an indescribable chill.

But she leaned too close to him, and the faint blue musk wafted into her nostrils, mixed with the smell of men's shampoo, which made people feel inexplicably unique.

Then, he pushed open a door not far away.

At the same time, he let go of the hand that was holding her waist.

If it weren't for the residual warmth of his palm remaining around her waist, she almost thought that she had flown into this room, and he had never touched her at all.

Raising his eyes, he could feel his air as clear as the wind, even his breathing was orderly, without the slightest disorder.

Ah.

Really a solid man.

Tang Yaoyao took off her sunglasses, curved her lips and smiled, "Thank you Brother Xiao."

Xiao Jinhan's expression darkened slightly, but he didn't answer her words.

"When did you talk to your girlfriend?"

Suddenly, Tang Yaoyao heard another voice, which was as comfortable as clear tea, and the moment it passed into her heart, there was an indescribable surging feeling.

She followed the voice and saw Jiang Ci who was shocked.

Finally, when I saw the owner of the voice, my breathing became tense with just one glance.

The man was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, he wore rose gold glasses, and Rumo's broken hair was very delicately managed. That face was actually on par with Xiao Jinhan's appearance, with Rumo's long eyebrows, long and narrow eyebrows. Such as Xinghao's eyes.

Thin lips, straight nose.

Every detail is enough to drive women crazy.

If it is said that Xiao Jinhan is abstinent, his purity is like wine and wind.

Then this man is cold, clean as tea, gentle but unique.

He is... Fu Xiuchen.

elder brother……

Tang Yaoyao's breathing became faster and faster, staring at him intently, only to feel her heart pounding.

Perhaps it was the affection that came out of her bones. At this moment, she just wanted to throw herself into his arms and call her brother.

Xiao Jinhan's eyes fell on her real expression, and he pursed his lips: "I don't know."

Fu Xiuchen frowned slightly, because she was a little unhappy because of her fixated eyes, and pushed up her glasses.

Only then did Tang Yaoyao realize that her eyes were a little red.

She quickly withdrew her gaze, regained her former Xiaojiabiyu, and smiled subtly: "Hello, you are Fu Xiuchen, Mr. Fu?"

Jiang Ci: "..." This looks like this... Is this Mr. Fu's little fan girl?

Subconsciously, he looked at Fourth Master Xiao.

Wife, husband ask for a recommendation ticket~